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Chapter fifty-fifth the eve of marriage

Luo Yan looked at the bird's nest and stared at it with him. There were a few chicks calling quietly to find their mother.

Buyu suddenly remembered Xiuyuan. He saved the cuckoo. He carefully put the bird in his arms and smiled slightly at Buyu.

Buyu closed his eyes, Luo Yan didn't know how to comfort her, "If you are tired, just sleep for a while."

He got up and wanted to leave, Buyu grabbed him all at once. He turned around and closed his eyes, "Don't go to him, please."

She knew what he was going to do, Luo Yan had to nod. He patted her and held her hand to relieve her, "No."

When Luo Yan walked out, Keba was outside the door. He looked inside, "Are you asleep?"

Luo Yan nodded, "Maybe I'm tired."

Kebannu said, "If it were me, I might be crazy."

Luo Yan didn't say anything, Keba looked at Luo Yan, "You are not going to find him, are you?"

"I just promised her not to go." Luo Yan left alone, and Keba followed.

Xiuyuan was lying on the bed, and the wind blew in. He stood up and saw a white woman standing in front of his bed with her back to him.

The most familiar three thousand black hairs were covered with thin back, Xiuyuan recognized it at a glance, "Unswer."

The woman slowly turned her head, with a grievance in her eyes. She looked at Xiuyuan, "Are you going to get married?"

Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, he turned his head and then pointed, "Yes, I'm going to get married, and Mochou."

Buyu suddenly lost his center of gravity as if he had heard some wail. He held the table on one side, and she lowered her head, "Why———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Xiuyuan paused, "Unswer, many things are destined."

Buyu stood up, "Did you lie to me when you said something?"

Xiuyuan didn't know how to answer. Of course, he was not lying to her, but how did he open his mouth? Xiuyuan came down from the bed, and the two of them were only one foot away. The moonlight poured out, sprinkling evenly in this room. Xiuyuan looked unswervingly, and she had never had such a sad expression.

"The shemale demon has different paths. I am a human, you are a demon. This is the only explanation you want."

"Demon-" Buyu covered his mouth, "It turns out this is still this, it turns out this is still this-" She lowered her head and whispered, then smiled like a self-mockery, Buyu covered his mouth, and looked at Xiuyuan sadly, "It turns out that the shemale demon is still a different path."

He held the table with his back to Xiuyuan, "Li Xiuyuan—You lied to me, you lied to me—"

Xiu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and it was another dream.

Xiuyuan sat up. In the darkness, there was no light in the room. The window was still open, but Buyu did not come. But Xiuyuan didn't know that Buyu would never come like this again. She no longer had magic power.

The Li family was finally immersed in a red festive mood. This was a scene that had not been seen for a long time. Everyone was busy and everyone was busy with joy and expectation. The way of cultivation was still like this, and the gentlest smile would be on everyone.

Mo Chou was trying on his wedding dress in the room. Xiu Yuan knocked on the door and came in. The tailor saw Xiu Yuan, "Look at our bride, is it beautiful?"

Xiuyuan walked over with a smile, gently holding Mo Chou's shoulder. There was a pair of beautiful men in the bronze mirror that fell to the ground. The tailor said bluntly, "Young Master Li and Miss Mo Chou are really talented and beautiful women, and they are envious of others."

Xiuyuan was still smiling. Mochou was also smiling, but it was really fleeting. She looked at Xiuyuan's face and suddenly felt so strange. When she looked at herself in red, she was beautiful, but she couldn't laugh.

And so is Xiuyuan. There is himself and Mochou in the mirror. He suddenly seemed to see his unswerving face, and then he was stunned and inadvertently hurt Mochou's shoulders.

Mochou tilted his head and looked at him, "What's wrong with cultivating fate?"

After the cultivation of fate comes back to his senses, there is no one in the mirror. As for the unswerving situation, it is just an illusion.

"It's okay, you're so beautiful." Xiuyuan smiled, as if he had given Mo Chou a reassurance, and Mo Chou smiled stiffly.

Xiuyuan was about to go out, and the tailor called him, "Don't leave, Mr. Li, it's your turn to choose materials and cut clothes. I have to measure the size for you."

Xiuyuan nodded, "I'll be back later." Then he walked out.

Xiuyuan walked into the courtyard and calmed down temporarily. He did see it all the time, but looking around, without her, Xiuyuan knew that it was just an illusion.

He frowned, held a big tree in the yard, and clenched his fists with his other hand. This scene made Mo Chou, who had just come out, see it. Mo Chou sighed and walked over slowly, "Xueyuan--"

Xiuyuan suddenly turned around, but what he saw was Mochou.

Then his face became a little dim. Mochou knew that maybe he was too sensitive, but he could just feel the happiness that Xiuyuan pretended to be.

He smiled, "Have you measured your wedding dress?"

Mochou nodded, "Yes."

"Did he ask me to go in and measure? I haven't even had time to choose the materials, but you can just help me choose." Xiu Yuan smiled slightly.

Mochou smiled at him the more he felt uncomfortable. She frowned and looked at Xiuyuan, "Xiyuan, are you doing something?"

Xiuyuan was stunned, "No."

Mochou paused, "Do you want to marry me?"

"Of course," Xiuyuan said almost without hesitation, "Silly girl, what's wrong with you?"

Mochou actually wanted to ask, Xiuyuan, what's wrong with you, but she couldn't say it. She was afraid that hard-earned happiness would slip away from her fingers.

So for this selfishness, for her love for Xiuyuan, and for Xiuyuan to say in person that I want to marry you, Mochou could only act as if he couldn't notice anything. She shook her head gently, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"It's fine," Xiuyuan still smiled. This has become Xiuyuan's only expression. "Don't think about it, is it good to be a beautiful bride?"

Mochou lowered his head, and there was still concern between her eyebrows. Seeing her like this, Xiuyuan smiled, "Are you worried about something? I'll be bad for you when I get married. Will you not be able to leave the Li family at will?"

Mo Chou was stunned, opened his eyes wide and shook his head in a hurry. Xiu Yuan narrowed his eyes, "If you weren't worried about this, there would be nothing to worry about."

Mochou knew that he seemed too unsuitable when he said anything else. She nodded, "You go in and try on the clothes."

Xiuyuan gave her a peaceful smile and walked in. Mochou looked at Xiuyuan's back and suddenly felt like an old man carrying a lot of vicissitudes.

On the roof of the Li family, there was indeed a person watching them silently. She held a fruit in her hand, threw it inadvertently, and then fell into her hand. After a few rounds, a satisfied smile finally hung on the corner of her mouth, and then took a bite of the fruit, and the overflowing juice hung on her charming lips.
Chapter completed!
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