Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

But the next second, she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing all over her body.

Immediately afterwards, Ao Yuan suddenly transformed into a giant dragon, holding her, screaming, and rushing into the sky.

"Let's go now."

"..."

Xiang Xing could only lie in the dragon's claws and look through the gap to the Huangdu Street, which was smashed by the wind.

Three seconds of silence.

...

This gust of wind blew away, but not only Huangdu Street.

Even Du Yunwen, who was drying calligraphy and painting in the yard of Shangshu Mansion, suffered a disaster, and was busy cleaning up with the servants in the yard.

Putting it away, suddenly, a slightly yellowed portrait came into his eyes.

Du Yunwen was stunned for a moment, then walked over and picked it up.

Eyes blurred.

It turned out that before he met Ruoli, when he was still in the stage of teasering, he drew the portrait of Ruoli based on his imagination.

...Although, it doesn't resemble Ruoli at all, that's all.

Thinking about it, Du Yunwen smiled with emotion, found a small stone stool, sat down and looked at the portrait carefully.

How excited he was when he painted this portrait.

Even at that meeting, I could meet her in this painting in my dreams every night, and it was a romantic affair.

Thinking back, Du Yunwen suddenly stopped.

His eyes sank, and he looked up at the painting again.

what happened?

He just felt in a trance that this portrait is more intimate than Ruoli.

After a while of silence, Du Yunwen's hand tightened suddenly, as if he suddenly realized something.

Can't help standing up, stumbled back to the room, and took out the clay pot.

Pour out all the letters in the jar.

Until a piece of letterhead held by a red silk cloth fell.

It was their first correspondence, the pair's reminder she had written to him.

Du Yunwen bit his lower lip, carefully picked up the red silk cloth, and took it apart.

But suddenly widened his eyes.

I saw that what was wrapped in red silk cloth was not the original letterhead.

Instead, it inexplicably turned into a light gray scale of some kind of creature!

Du Yunwen was afraid that he remembered it wrong, so he couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

But he saw that the pair's reminder was written on the scale in the handwriting he was most familiar with.

The man couldn't help shaking.

In his heart, an unbelievable conjecture jumped out.

...

Heavenly Court, Yue Lao Temple.

Beside the lotus pond, Yue Lao is comfortably holding his big wine gourd, drinking the new tribute wine.

But suddenly he felt a familiar whirlwind whistling towards him.

Yue Lao raised his eyebrows, but smiled and continued to drink.

Until the light blue brilliance slowly fell on his side.

Before waiting for someone to salute, Yue Lao smiled and glanced sideways.

"Young people these days, there are still a few quarters before getting married, how can you still be so leisurely and elegant, wandering around?"

He smiled heartily and sat up.

He raised his eyes to look at the pair of beautiful people, "Tell me, what's the matter with me looking for the old man? ... Do you want the old man to prepare a few more marriage gifts to congratulate the two of you on a good marriage for a hundred years?"

"Not at all."

Ao Yuan smiled meaningfully, "When Ao Yuan and his wife were playing in the mortal world, they encountered a strange thing... So, we thought of coming to talk to you with Yue Lao."

"Oh?"

When Yue Lao heard this, he became interested and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Before that, please ask Rong Aoyuan to ask."

Ao Yuan cupped his hand towards him, his red lips slightly hooked.

"Thousands of years ago, Yue Lao, because of the fish in this lotus pond, slipped away quietly, and was so angry that you were drunk for seven days and seven nights, causing chaos in mortal love, and finally forced the Jade Emperor to come and wake you up. Anecdote, is it true?"

good afternoon~

In the evening, there are last week's recommended tickets plus more

Thank you for the reward from the messy code gentleman and the scumbag~

Lying on the ground crying and waiting for the recommended ticket