Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

This is a huge starry sky, and the one above them is particularly bright and dazzling.

The stars are dotted, mysterious and profound, just like someone's eyes.

Rong Xin subconsciously looked at Rong Yuan beside her. Her eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and the coldness in her eyes melted away little by little.

Just like the most brilliant and moving flowers blooming in the endless wilderness.

The moon was bright and clear, and the evening breeze slowly blew their hair, making it tangled.

The two held hands and intertwined their fingers.

"Xinxin's hair is so long, can I tie it up for you?"

Rong Yuan twirled a strand of naughty hair and looked at the beauty sitting under the moon.

Rong Xin under the moonlight has a soul-stirring beauty, like a moon god, which makes people awe-inspiring, and makes one look blasphemous.

It makes people want to give everything they have to him.

But at this moment, when the Moon God faced this person who was teasing him, there was no anger in his brows and eyes, but a rare curved corner of his mouth.

Rong Xin took the initiative to lower his head and let someone style his hair.

Rong Yuan put his hands around the back of his neck, which was as white as mutton-fat jade. From a distance, it looked like he was hugging this person.

Feeling a little itching in the tangled hair, Xin's slender white fingers unconsciously grabbed Rong Yuan's clothes, and the crimson color spread from behind the ears to the back of the neck.

Rong Yuan's fingers quickly ran through his hair, his expression was indescribably serious, and soon a beautiful half hairpin was ready.

Rong Xin subconsciously touched the hairpin on her head.

Then he asked slightly nervously: "Does it look good?"

"It's very beautiful." Rong Yuan said this sincerely. His Xinxin is beautiful no matter what.

It's a bit more sharp and beautiful now than before.

The moonlight is getting darker, and now there are only two or three big lamps and small lamps left in the bustling market.

The chirping of insects became more pronounced, and the evening breeze became slightly warmer.

Rong Yuan rested on Xin's lap, lying on his side, with one hand still holding his lover's waist.

"What are Xinxin's plans after this?"

Rong Xin said without thinking: "With you."

"Me too, I also want to be with Xinxin." Rong Yuan's lips raised, his eyes full of smiles, "Then, has Xinxin decided to do something with me?"

Rong Xin traced Rong Yuan's eyebrows with her fingers, and suddenly her expression suddenly dawned upon hearing these words.

He gave the simplest answer, "I don't know."

"I was born in this huge capital city, and I haven't seen the prosperity of the world yet. Can Xinxin accompany me?"

"When we are tired, we will find a place to rest for a while, buy a house, and plant some flowers and plants.

Or how about finding a quiet valley or peachland, building a small house, and planting a large area of ​​orange-gold flowers? "

"Look, it's like this little orange-gold flower."

As Rong Yuan spoke, he stretched out his hand, and an orange-gold flower appeared in his palm.

The flowers transformed by spiritual power are extremely flexible and lifelike, spreading their petals freely and freely, just like real flowers.

Rong Xin's eyes opened slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in them, and then he was attracted by this little flower.

The orange-gold flowers filled his field of vision, and the dancing orange-gold lights up the surrounding darkness, making them look so dreamy and yet so real.

He stretched out his fingers to touch the flower. He had never seen such a beautiful flower.

The flower seemed to be spiritual. With a twist of its body, the flower fell into his palm.

It is so small, but it seems to be spiritual. It knows that this human being will not hurt it, so it sits boldly in his hands without fear at all.

Rong Xin's eyes were bent, with pure joy in them.

I was afraid that the little guy would fall, so I held it with both hands together.

The orange-gold shimmer illuminated Rong Xin's face.

Perhaps he was infected by his lover's pure joy, and Rong Yuan's eyes and eyebrows also brought a smile.

Sincere hearts met, and in an instant, orange-gold flowers bloomed one after another around Rong Xin.

The stars merge into a dazzling galaxy.

More and more, they bloomed on Rong Xin’s clothes and cuffs, gradually spreading to the surrounding red bricks and green tiles.

Even Rong Yuan's sleeves and collar were occupied by this little thing.

Finally, this smart little guy ran to Xinxin’s hair and formed a garland

And he landed on Rong Xin's hairpin and stayed motionless.

"It's beautiful. What's its name?" Rong Xin held an orange-gold flower in her hands, her eyes sparkling with joy.

"The promise of reincarnation, it has a nice flower language, I will meet you in reincarnation."

"Will you give it to me?" Rong Xin touched the hairpin, and the soft touch on it told him that the naughty little guy was still there.

"This is what I prepared for you."

As he spoke, Rong Yuan looked at Hua Ling, who was hiding in his lover's hairpin and pretending to be dead, with a half-smile.

The flower spirit of the Covenant of Reincarnation awakened after the previous world.

He was always restless when staying in his consciousness, but this time it was his wish.

Following its other owner.

Rong Xin was very happy. Sometimes she touched the wreath on her head, sometimes she touched the hairpin that bound her hair, and sometimes she played with the flowers on Rong Yuan's lapel.

Rong Yuan did not move and allowed his lover to do so.

The first half of his lover's life was too bitter, and he hopes that his memories will be sweet in the days to come.

It's all about him.

Fortunately, Hua Ling is not weak and can protect his Xinxin.

The flower spirit, a symbol of love that represents the two laws, is recognized by the laws, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

Rong Yuan was relieved.

"It's getting late, Xinxin, let me carry you down." Rong Yuan picked up Rong Xin after saying that.

Flying down from the roof.

Flowers and beauties are equally warm and exciting.

Under the bright moonlight, the promise of reincarnation on the red wall and green tiles instantly turned into dots of stars, dissipating in this silent night.

The clothes are fluttering like a butterfly flapping its wings.

It's so beautiful and shocking that I can't think of words to describe it.

So magnificent that it is shocking.

"I promise you." Rong Xin said suddenly.

Promise what?

He was really confused by the beauty, and Rong Yuan didn't think about it for a while.

But his lover had already walked into the room with the garland of reincarnation promise.

Only then did Rong Yuan slowly remember what it was, and promised him to travel around the world together and settle down in a hidden valley together.

The heartbeat slowed down without any warning.

He thought Xinxin needed some time to think about it, but he didn't expect to agree so quickly.

very nice.

"Xinxin, did you agree?" Rong Yuan quickly walked towards the room.

I will spend the rest of my life with you.

Both the question and the answer are too shocking, no less than getting married in this era.

"Yeah." Rong Xin slowed down for a moment, and then walked inside as if nothing had happened.

He now believes that Rong Yuan really likes him. Otherwise, why would he put so much effort into it? Otherwise, why would he send him flowers and say that he would plant flowers and plants with him?

Even if this person cheated him, he would not regret it. He would not let this person leave him.

Rong Xin unconsciously touched the inside of her cuff, which contained the antidote to relieve the fiery flowers.