Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 3 Wedding (3)

Month, because the love you give has already made all the prosperity in the world!
Bai Zhanyue held the dyed painting lightly, and said affectionately: "Hua'er, in this life, if it is not parting with death, it will never be separated."

Dye Hua's face was moved, Bai Zhanyue, your love has no rhetoric, even the "love language" is so ordinary, ordinary enough to make all the years in the world grow old instantly.

With a heartbeat, Ran Hua said cautiously: "Yue, there is something, I don't think I should keep it from you."

"Oh," Xiu raised his eyebrows, and Bai Zhanyue couldn't help but tighten his grip on the painting.

"I, I'm not a water dyeing painting, but I'm also a water dyeing painting." Ranhua didn't know how to tell Bai Zhanyue, but she couldn't tell him that she was just a lonely soul from the future time and space.

"It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you are the same as you are now." Bai Zhanyue put his forehead against the dyed Yunfa and said sullenly.

"You're a rascal, no, you have to make it clear whether you like me or Shui Ranhua." Dye Hua pushed Bai Zhanyue away, staring at Bai Zhanyue closely.

Looking at the dyeing painting with a serious face, Bai Zhanyue frowned and said inwardly: It's not that she didn't know what she thought about her before, but he really didn't care about her at that time. Now that she said these words, is she blaming him for being ruthless at that time?

Narrow eyes met Dye Hua's questioning eyes, and studied with a puzzled expression.

Seeing Bai Zhanyue looking at him with a puzzled face, Ranhua suddenly became a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said: "Let's put it this way, I am actually a person who has died long ago. My soul has traveled through the 21st century and attached to the water. On Ranhua, do you understand that?" A nervousness flashed in Ranhua's eyes, and his hands could not help but twist tightly.

Bai Zhanyue stared at the dyed painting for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I understand."

This painless sentence made Ranhua ambiguous, "Don't you think it's incredible?" Ranhua asked unwillingly, she didn't want any barrier between the two, even if this matter was absurd, she would not hide it to him.Because I care, I have no reservations.

Bai Zhanyue chuckled lightly and said, "Hua'er, I said that it doesn't matter who you are, as long as you are still who you are now, that's fine, because all I care about is you, that's all." If you take the painting seriously, if you only think of dyeing and painting, you are brooding about the past.

Dye Hua's heart warmed up, his brows and eyes relaxed, and his eyes were soft and hazy.

Bai Zhanyue turned around suddenly, with a muffled cough lingering in her ears, Ran Hua hurriedly raised her head, and asked worriedly: "Your injury is not healed yet, lie down and rest first, I will go to the kitchen to make medicine for you, soon I will go back."

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt a whirlwind, and I sat back on the couch again.

Bai Zhanyue lowered her head, looked at Ranhua with a surprised face, and smiled charmingly: "Some internal injuries and don't delay the business." Hearing the strings and knowing the 'elegance', Ranhua immediately blushed.Curse secretly: The world is full of black crows.

The red tent walks slowly, and the vague figure inside the tent can be seen faintly, tactfully and affectionately.

Who says the west wind and the candle cut the west window is not a good story?
Stratus clouds open and close, the bright moon is like washing, like silver light pouring over the city, and the curtains sway to cover the double swallows.

The newlyweds are full of tenderness.

After getting married, the two lived in the Fulai Inn for another half a month. During this half month, the two of them were almost inseparable. The shopkeeper laughed when he saw it: "You two, the most important thing now is to work hard and try to add a fat boy next spring."

(End of this chapter)