Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

In the dark night when he couldn't see any hope, he believed in non-existent gods, just to pray for the return of his lover.

Yan Qingning didn't know how he survived this year. He just listened to Jiang Zhuoan's trembling voice and felt distressed from the bottom of his heart.

Threads of pain overflowed from the heart, and the pain was severe.

"I will always be by your side from now on." Yan Qingning stood on tiptoes and kissed his eyes, comforting him with a warm voice: "No matter what happens, we can't be separated..."

The fear that had been lingering in my heart was barely calmed down because of Yan Qingning's tireless comfort over and over again.

He held Yan Qingning's hand, and the smile on his lips widened: "This time, nothing can separate us..."

Brilliant fireworks exploded behind him, making his deep eyes hidden by magic even brighter.

These eyes reflected the young man's delicate eyebrows very clearly.

"Brother, do you want to buy a river lantern for your brother?" A little girl looked at the two of them timidly, holding a basket of river lanterns, pinching the hem of her skirt, and said sheepishly: "Dad asked me to finish buying it. If you go back to these river lanterns, can you buy one?"

The two of them turned their heads to look at her at the same time, causing the little girl to clutch her skirt even more nervously and lower her head to look at the toes of her shoes.

Yan Qingning took the initiative to take the basket from her hand and talked to him with a smile: "Little sister, we want all of your basket of river lanterns."

"It's getting dark, remember to go home early!"

Jiang Zhuoan didn't need to remind him, and he consciously pushed the money bag into her hand.

The little girl had never seen such a cheerful guest. She squeezed her money bag and awkwardly thanked her, "Thank you for your kindness, brother, but these river lanterns combined don't require so much money..."

Yan Qingning knelt down and rubbed her hair, "It's okay, he has a lot of money, just catch him."

Jiang Zhuoan did not say a word about this.

The little girl looked at the silent Jiang Zhuo'an, then at the smiling Yan Qingning, and said with a blushing face to the approaching Yan Qingning: "Brother, your brother treats you so well."

Yan Qingning was slightly startled, and was about to explain the relationship between the two, but Jiang Zhuoan spoke before him: "He is not my brother."

When the little girl heard that she had made a mistake about the relationship between the two of them, she quickly bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand it well... I just talked nonsense..."

"No need to apologize." Jiang Zhuo'an took the initiative to bring the hand that Yan Qingning used to touch the little girl's head close to his face. Although he was speaking to the little girl, his eyes were always staring at Yan Qingning: "He is not my brother, he is my sweetheart."

The little girl was puzzled by this: "But both brothers are men, can men also be together?"

"People live within the rules and regulations in this world. If even emotions are restrained, who should be liked and who should be liked, wouldn't life be more tiring?"

Yan Qingning has always been free and easy, and is much more sincere than ordinary people when it comes to emotions.

He did not shy away from expressing his emotions that were not allowed by the world, and his light-colored eyes were as bright as stars: "I don't care about the prejudices of the world. As long as it is what my heart desires, that is my refuge."

The little girl nodded with a vague understanding.

She is young and doesn't understand any comments that are contrary to the world, but she can feel it...

This light-eyed brother is pampered by the older brother and protected very well by the older brother.

They love each other very much, much more than Dad and Mom...

The little girl's eyes were dim, but she didn't disturb the intimacy between the two. She quietly walked towards home with her money bag in hand.

Yan Qingning saw her closing his eyes and used his spiritual power early in the morning to leave a protective barrier for her.

Jiang Zhuo'an pampered him, and followed him to leave a protective barrier for this little girl.

The young man with a delicate face excitedly swung the basket full of river lanterns, called to Jiang Zhuo'an and said, "Master, let's write some visions on this river lantern, and let this river lantern float with our expectations." Sample?"

"My wish has come true."

Jiang Zhuoan squatted by the river with him, looking at him steadily with his dark eyes: "My wish is your return..."

"Now it's happened."

Yan Qingning stuck out her tongue and hummed dissatisfied: "Then Master, just think of another wish."

He conjured paper and pen out of thin air from the stored spiritual weapon, put one in his hand, and forced the other into Jiang Zhuo'an's hand.

"We are just going to write our wishes here, and no one will tell anyone. After we finish writing, we will put them on the river lantern and float them away!"

"Okay." Jiang Zhuo'an responded without hesitation.

Yan Qingning held the pen and wrote very seriously, stroke by stroke: "Three wishes in this life: One is that the master will be safe and go well."

"My second wish, Master, is to be happy and worry-free."

"Three wishes for a speedy recovery, Lord God..."

He made the first two wishes as the demon world's Yan Qingning, and then made this selfish wish as the new judge Qingning.

It's a pity that things related to Zhuo'an are not allowed to appear in the small world. As soon as he wrote the word, it was erased by an inexplicable force and could not be seen at all.

Jiang Zhuoan hid the note he had written in the river lantern, turned his head and asked Yan Qingning: "What wish did Aning make?"

"Everyone in the human world says that if you express your wishes, they won't work..."

Yan Qingning blinked and pretended to be sophisticated to fool him.

When Jiang Zhuo'an saw this, he didn't ask any more questions. He just put the lit river lantern in his hand into the river.

"Master, what wish did you make on the lamp?"

"Didn't An Ning say that?" Seeing his curiosity, Jiang Zhuo'an blocked him with his words: "Wishes and other things, it won't work if you say them..."

Yan Qingning pursed her lips: "Master, if you tell me, maybe I can help you realize it without any gods seeing it!"

"No need to trouble An Ning." Jiang Zhuo'an kissed his forehead and coaxed him patiently: "My greatest vision has been realized long ago."

What he didn't tell Yan Qingning was that he only left a short sentence on the note: "I want nothing in this life, just meeting one person is enough."

Seeing his appearance, Yan Qingning probably guessed that his wish had a lot to do with her. She grabbed his front and asked him to lower his head, and took the initiative to give him a more passionate and intimate kiss.

No one would refuse the benefit before him. Jiang Zhuoan's eyes were dark, and he pressed the back of his head, gradually deepening the kiss initiated by Yan Qingning.

The wind beside the river was damp and cold, and the river lanterns floating along the waves illuminated an open field behind them.

The cold white moonlight poured down, contrasting with the light of the large river lanterns behind them, making their unworldly kiss seem extremely precious.

The lips of the two separated. Before Yan Qingning could catch his breath, he grabbed Jiang Zhuoan's arm and stared at him with bright eyes.

He said to Jiang Zhuo'an, "Master, let's get married!"