A man, like an old monk, sat still. Fu Rong looked at him for a moment. Finally, he couldn't help but be curious. He bit his lips and walked toward the bed. Seeing that he was about to see what was in the box, Xu Jin put out his hand to cover it again. His hand was so big that it didn't leak any cracks. Fu Rong was so angry that he stopped and glared at him and said, "even if you don't want to give it, I don't want it anymore!"

Xu Jin pick eyebrow, phoenix eye seems to see through her mind: "really do not want?"

Fu Rong wanted to, but didn't want to be teased by him. He turned to go.

Xu Jin quickly stood up to stop her, bowed his head and coaxed, "stop making trouble, I just want to be closer to you, and I won't touch you tonight."

Fu Rong didn't believe it. He looked at his boots and asked, "what if you touched it?"

"This..." Xu Jin thought about it carefully. Seeing that she was playing with her little hand on her sleeve, she couldn't help laughing and said, "if you touch me, please ask me to fall down from the wall when I turn over the wall, OK?"

Fu Rong gently "Pooh" him a mouthful, quickly walked toward the bed.

Is full of a box of pea sized pearl beads, in the light Yingrun transparent, wave light flow.

Fu Rong was stunned. He sat down on the bed, picked up the jewelry box and put it on his knee. He reached out to touch the bead.

Of course, there is nothing unusual about pearls. Fu Rong has seen white pearls, black pearls, and even pink pearls. But in addition to black and white, there are also red pearls as blazing as fire, blue pearls as blue as the sky, and golden pearls with brilliant evening light. The five colors are mixed together. Their own light, the light that meets in the sky, is really colorful.

"Do you really have pearls of this color?" Fu Rong picked up a blue one and asked Xu Jin incredulously.

Xu Jin had already sat down on the chair and looked at her with a smile: "there is no wonder in the world." With a beauty like her, there are pearls worthy of her.

He looked at her bright face with burning eyes, but Fu Rong refused to give him any thoughts. He touched the pearls one by one and couldn't put them down.

As long as Xu Jin stares at her, she looks at the Pearl for as long as possible.

Xu Jin ate the taste of children, from the arms to feel the long prepared colorful silk thread to her: "to the Dragon Boat Festival, you make me a long life."

Fu Rong was reluctant to share the pearls with him. He covered the jewelry box and said angrily, "what long life thread does a big man wear? It's a joke." They are all worn by children and girls. No man wears colorful silk on his wrist.

Xu Jin looked at her stinginess in her eyes, crying and laughing: "such a box, you can't give up my five? Don't hide it. It's dark. Please make it up for me. I'll leave right away. I'll wear it when I go to sleep. I'll keep it close during the day. Don't worry about being seen. "

He insisted again and again, but Fu Rong said that he was reluctant to pick out five beads and put them on the bed. Then he bent down to weave colorful silk for him, which is the so-called long-life thread.

Her fingers are thin and white, and her fingernails are pale pink. She weaves colorful silk and moves skillfully and beautifully. Xu Jin began to just stare at her hand and slowly moved up.

Under the green veil, the little girl looked serious, clever and quiet, because her long hair was tied at the top of her head. When she bowed her head, a beautiful and soft radian appeared in her back neck. Then a large piece of jade white made people want to leave something on it, and even more wanted to peep into the place covered by the clothes along her neckline.

The brocade curtain rises and falls with the wind. Her daughter is delicate, and her fingers are soft.

Xu Jin's feeling is difficult from now on, holding her hand and promising: "thick, after we get married, I will certainly treat you well."

Fu Rong's struggling movement pauses, his eyes withdraw from his face and says in a low voice: "let me finish it first..."

Xu Jin grinned and let go of his hand. After Fu Rong finished knitting, he put his hand in the past and lifted his sleeve and said, "you can help me put it on."

His wrist is as white as the back of his hand, and there is a kind of strength in the United States. Fu Rong took a look at it more, and then he tied it gently.

"Don't you have to say a few words of good luck when you tie a long life thread?" Feeling her gentle action, Xu Jin gently reminded.

Fu Rong looked at the thread of long life that she had made up by herself. After a moment's silence, Fu Rong said, "may the LORD be healthy and prosperous all the year round."

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