In fact, Huasheng is to describe the river at this moment so tall, so handsome.

The available words are not accurate enough, and they are mocked by the river.

"Mrs. Jiang, let me correct you. My height is one meter eight five, not one meter eight. Thank you."

Hua Sheng covers his face awkwardly and refuses to show his head.

Look at her lovely appearance, the river will melt a heart.

He used to think that love was something that could be met but could not be asked for. Many people could not meet people they loved and loved in their whole lives.

There are always too many regrets in this world. Many times, the people you love don't love you.

Either you don't love the one who loves you, or you love the one who loves you, but you can't come together.

Jiang Liu feels that he is lucky in his misfortune, because he can meet a Sheng by mistake.

Then I love each other deeply with a Sheng. I love each other cleanly in body and mind. I love each other very much. I love each other very much. I love each other very much. I love each other very much. I love each other very much.

This is already a rare and precious feeling. What else can we expect?

Of course, if asheng's body is still there and they are having a baby, that's the best.

But the river is a wise man. He knows that everything in the world has a conclusion.

Everything can't be perfect, let's leave some regrets.

Even the old man said that the moon is full of ups and downs, and people are sad and happy, which is an ancient and difficult thing.

So, when you really see through, put it down, it will not be so persistent, not so painful.

Jiang Liu feels that in the face of such a powerful enemy as chopping the moon, a Sheng can still get out of the way and trap chopping the moon for a hundred years.

It's a fluke. Everyone knows that it's too careless to cut the moon.

I didn't expect that Hua Sheng had crossed the border on Fengxi before, so that he could restore the original spirit.

I didn't expect that Hua Sheng really didn't care about the love scores of more than 10000 years ago. He directly penetrated his heart, leaving him unable to fight back, so he fell into a hundred years' deep sleep.

Of course, if it wasn't for the general purpose of cutting the moon, if it wasn't for Huasheng's successful surprise attack and good luck.

At present, we can't see Huasheng in the river, and we may not see Huasheng from generation to generation.

So, what else do you want?

At this moment, his beloved woman is at his side, even if she is a soul, even if she has no previous body, can not hug each other, can not have close contact, so how, the river is willing to guard a Sheng, until the Yellow bone, the upper poverty and the green spring, a Sheng, I will recognize you this life, and only you.

They talked and laughed all night in the spring breeze, and finally Hua Sheng watched the river go to sleep.

She stretched out her hand, pulled up the quilt, and helped the river cover it. She felt satisfied for a while.

"River, I will always be with you like this." Her voice is very light.

The man in the dream is unconscious

In the morning of the next day, Hua Sheng got up early and changed into a white suit. In fact, her body doesn't make much sense now. Other people can't see it. Only these people at home can see it. But Hua Sheng still has a sense of ceremony.

When the river flows downstairs, Huasheng is still in front of the fitting mirror.

"Mr. Jiang, give me some advice."

The river went over, looked at it carefully for several seconds, and then looked dignified.

Hua Sheng is still a little uneasy. "Is it old-fashioned and not good-looking?"

"Mrs. Jiang, do you want to be obsessed with me when you dress like this? It's over. I don't want to go to work. Let's go Go back to the bedroom and wait for a while... "

"Don't make any noise, you're easy to say." Hua Sheng couldn't help teasing. His face turned red.

In Fengxi's words, a Sheng is a thin cheeky man. He dare not be a ghost, a God or a devil. He will blush.

"Say it quickly, isn't it good-looking, or I'll change it?" Hua Sheng is in a hurry, but the river is still hanging against the wall.