Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 302 This Is Really Not a Good Omen
The two of them were very close, and a pleasant fragrance rose and fell on the tip of her nose following his movements.

Yun Chuxi pursed her lips, not knowing where to put her gaze.

She is nervous because of a man.

... This is really not a good sign!

In just a moment, he helped her put on the mask.

He handed another ghost mask to her hand, bent slightly, his eyes as bright as the stars looked at her for a moment, hoping that she would put the mask on him.

After all, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward and put on the mask for him.

Just at this moment, there was a stream of people rushing towards this direction. She stood on her toes and staggered, just as she was about to fall, a cold hand stretched out: "Miss, be careful."

With a light tug, he held her tightly in his arms, with lingering fear in his heart: "Did the lady ever get hurt?"

Shaking his head in shock: "It's okay!"

Yuan Ji felt relieved, turned her wrist, and the two of them clasped their fingers together. When the skin touched, a flame was burning, and her hands trembled.Yuan Ji smiled lightly, couldn't help but hold her hand tighter, and comforted her in a low voice: "Lady, don't be afraid, my husband will protect you."

Where is she afraid? She is shy. Do you understand being shy?

In the endless crowd, he held her hand tightly, fearing that they would be separated by the flow of people.

Finally, they bypassed the noisy street and arrived at a secluded river bank. Many boys and girls who put up lanterns squatted on the bank of the river, writing something.

Yuan Ji let go of her hand, walked to a stall selling lanterns, asked for a pen and paper, and walked towards her excitedly.

He raised the things in his hands, squinted his eyes and said, "Lady, let's make a wish too!"

Yun Chuxi looked up at him, did this person really lose his mind?
why...

Before he could finish his thought, someone grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the river.

What he wanted to do, she had already guessed.

It's just too unexpected, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing.

He handed her a pen and buried himself in writing.

From the corner of the eye, I saw that it was written in black and white: "The peach is so young, its flowers are scorching. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family..."

The one lying in the palm of his hand was so hot that he almost shook it off.

Looking at Yuan Ji's back, he felt inexplicably sad. Right now, he is treating her so well because he treats her purely, or because...

I was distracted for a while, and I didn't know what kind of state of mind it was, so I suddenly asked: "My lord priest, is your wife dead?"

He looked up in astonishment and looked at him puzzled.

She forced a smile, and asked again: "Or, your lady looks like me?"

He pursed his lips and did not answer, his brows furrowed into a ball.

He raised his hand, and gently caressed her face with his beautiful knuckles like white jade. He stared at her with deep and bright eyes, his eyes were full of pain and sadness, and his fingertips slid across her facial features.

"Idiot, you are my wife. I never regarded you as anyone, but you forgot to be your husband..." The voice was low, with flawless melancholy, and the eyes reflected in the lights were so beautiful that it was suffocating.

She looked up at the person in front of her, feeling inexplicably sad. Even who he was, how could he recognize who was his wife?
"Miss is not someone's substitute, you have always been unique." The distrust flashing across her face made him panic, holding her face in his hands, his voice aggrieved: "Did you feel it? It is beating for you!"

The soft voice was different from the past, but there was more sadness in it.

Her heart tightened inexplicably, and immediately softened: "I feel it."

"Lady!" The blue eyes under the mask are full of smiles, dazzlingly beautiful, and the voice is full of joy: "Lady, if you feel it, you won't leave me, right?"

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