The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"Well, I don't believe it." Although she said so, her heart was inexplicably happy.

You know, in today's society, men are still in their twenties and are better off than men with three legs.

"You can't believe me, but it's true."

An Xiaomen asked, "If you love a woman so much, would you be with a woman other than her?"

"It depends on whether she loves me so much."

An Xiaomen assumed, "What if she loves you too?"

"Then I don't have a chance to do this." Jin Qingyan put his arms behind his head. "Love and marriage are two different things."

On hearing that, An Xiaomen's heart sank suddenly. "In my opinion, love and marriage can be side by side."

He didn't say a word, but in fact he had the answer in his heart.

An Xiaomen put the book on the table, and a word came out of her heart: love and marriage are two different things, that is not to say that one person is in love and another is married.

Annoyed suddenly turned up and looked down at his face, "Husband, I have studied several new poses tonight, let's try."

"..."

——

A few days passed.

These days, An Xiaomen is decorating a new house at home, changing the furniture to his favorite style. An empty large house is warmly decorated by her own hands and feels like home.

Seeing tomorrow is the day of marriage.

An Xiaomen plans to go back to worship his master today.

Jin Qingyan returned to his old house early in the morning, and An Xiaomen planned to go by himself, but did not intentionally call him.

I took the bus at the foot of the mountain and stepped up the mountain step by step.

The doorway of the temple was covered by dry leaves, and the door was closed, adding a bit of loneliness to this deserted mountain.

An Xiaolim reached out and pushed open the courtyard door.

As always, the place from small to large has been ruined because no one cleans it up.

She carried a black bag and walked towards the back of the house. Then she reached the master's grave along a few steps.

"Master, I am back."

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind rose, and soon it fell with the soil.

An Xiaomen started to burn paper and gold ingots, and she was wearing a suit. She said, "I came to tell you I was married last time, but Master, I divorced not long ago. This time, I still tell you I am getting married again. This man is a person worthy of trust for life. I came here secretly. I don't think he has reached the point where I will see you. I will take him to see you later. I miss you, Master. "

Her eyes gradually turned red, she stood up, bowed, and turned to leave.

When going down the mountain, a handsome man in casual clothes stopped her circuit. "Excuse me, how far is this from the temple of the meditating master?"

"You ... find a meditation teacher too?"

He was very gentle, nodding, "Yes."

"You don't have to go up, she has already gone, it has been a long time." After that, An Xiaomen continued to walk down.

The man hurried to her, "Wait, do you know her?"

"I'm her apprentice, so I won't lie to you."

"Do you know Gu Shaochun?"

An Xiaojing's pupils tightened, and Gu Shaochun's name turned to gray. She also knew that this man had lost the life of Master. When the Master went, wasn't that the name he kept saying in his mouth?

She waited for this man for a lifetime, never married.

An Xiaomen had thought about it more than once. If she knew where Gu Shaochun was, she must meet him in person.

——

"Miss An, please, no wonder I feel familiar when I see you. I didn't expect you to be Jin Qingyan's newly married wife." Gu Dongcheng asked her to walk inside with a smile.

"I didn't even expect him to be your Gu family."

Crossing the threshold, there were several people sitting in the living room, including Gu Fu, Gu Bei, and Gu Shaochun.

"Grandpa." Gu Dongcheng stepped forward and said, "This is an apprentice of the meditating master."

"Are you Gu Shaochun?" An Xiaolim's eyes frosted.

As soon as she had finished speaking, Gu's mother immediately scolded, "The grand young lady of Jin Jin's family is of this quality, and the elders who are much older than him directly call their names?"

An Xiaomen was fearless. "I didn't talk to you, please shut up."

Compared to Gu's mother's anger, Gu Shaochun waved her hand, her voice soft and relative, "Miss An, please sit down."

An Xiaojing sat down, she clearly felt that there was a gaze looking at her, knowing who it was, An Xiaomeng had no hesitation and gave him a bold look.

Gu Beicheng didn't expect her to come over, and for a while she was a little bit dodged, raised her eyebrows, and her mouth curved upward into a radian.

"Your master, she ..."

"My master has been dead for several years." As soon as An Xiaomen spoke, Gu Shaochun's face suddenly turned white. "Died?"

"I came to see you just to ask, Master Gu Shaochun, what kind of attitude did you make my Master wait for you forever!" Her voice was generous and powerful, and her face was so cold, "When she was dying, Your name is all in your mouth, and you, look, what a big family property, the grandchildren, but she has practiced on the mountain all her life, lonely for life. "

Gu Shaochun whispered in his throat, covering his face with his hands, the old tears crisscrossed.

The silence in the living room was so quiet that no one dared to say a word. In the eyes of the Gu family, the old man had always been majestic and had never been so morbid in front of them.

They never knew who the meditation teacher was, and the old man never mentioned it. It was only recently that his legs and feet were inconsequential that he asked his grandson to see how she lives now.

After a while, Gu Shaochun trembled and stood on crutches, and said, "I want to see her, please take me to see her."

An Xiaomen agreed, and she felt that Master wanted him to meet him, otherwise she would not cry with his name over and over again before dying.

Gu Shaochun smiled gratefully at her, then came back to the room with a bag and slowly came out.

Back to the mountain again, Gu Dongcheng and his mother helped Gu Shaochun go to the grave behind the house. An Xiaomen squatted at the door and glanced at Gu Beicheng at the door. "Look at me, why don't you go in? "

"You are really mad at my mom today. No one dares to shut her up except that my grandma can anger her while she is alive."

"You filial son want to teach me for your mother?"

He approached her slowly, with a serious expression on his face. "You really owe lessons."

An Xiaomen stood up and looked back at him in two steps. "What do you want to do, in broad daylight, what a hero is a big man and a weak woman!"

"Weak woman?" Gu Beicheng's eyes filled with a smile, "Let me see how weak you are."