Pan'en has always loved the harp fairy. In order to let the fairy hear his Xiao, he plays the flute by the river every day. One day, the gods hold a banquet, and the monsters in the black forest suddenly rush into the hall. Pan'en watches the monsters attack the fairy. Timid, he quickly picks up the fairy and starts running. Finally, he runs to the lake at the end of the river and holds the fairy high in his hand. The monsters laugh at pan'en He had no choice but to give up.
After the monster left, the fairy was very grateful to pan'en. Pan'en took the fairy to the river and sent her to the bank. The fairy wanted to pull pan'en up, but found that pan'en's lower body had become a fish tail.
When Zhou Manchun first started to play Weibo, the name of Weibo was called if the God of animal husbandry was not pan'en. She sent photos at that time, and there were watermarks of the name of Weibo under many photos. Jin Beisen read Zhou Manchun's Weibo over and over again, and found the little secret.
"How do you know I like herding gods?" Zhou Manchun holds the ring with a smile, and suddenly pinches the ring in her hand. The touch of the gem is cold, but her heart is hot.
"Your earliest micro blog name, if the God of animal husbandry is not pan'en, I saw this micro blog name at that time, and I didn't think about it for a long time. Fortunately, I figured it out later. If the God of animal husbandry is not pan'en, he won't save the fairy. Although pan'en is ugly, his love is great and admirable."
Zhou Manchun's Apricot eyes are light, his feather and eyelashes are nimble, his mouth is smiling, but his face is a little complicated, mixed with an unspeakable touch.
I didn't expect Jin Beisen would read her carefully. Even one of the earliest microblog names, he could find the mystery.
Zhou Manchun suddenly thought of a saying, which was widely spread on the Internet. At first, when she saw the saying, she always felt very pretentious. Or, there would not be such a person in the world.
One day, there will be someone who will look at all the states you have written, read all the microblogs you have written, see all the photos you have taken since childhood, even go to other places to find information about you, try to listen to the songs you listen to, walk where you have walked, read the books you like to read, taste the delicious things you always shout Just want to make up for your youth!
Jin Beisen is the late beauty of Zhou Manchun's life, and also her most cherished and most important husband!
Zhou Manchun used to be paranoid about whether Jin Beisen really loves herself or not, but now, she will never doubt that Jin Beisen is more careful than everyone else. He really put Zhou Manchun first in everything. A president who is so busy with his work has this idea to observe her micro blog.
At the thought of this, Zhou man's pure and beautiful eyes filled with crystal tears, and his eyes were suddenly blocked by a dense fog.
Tears fell silently, Zhou Manchun threw himself into Jin Beisen's arms, his slender arms around his strong waist, sobbing one after another, "Beisen, thank you, I always thought that no one in the world would understand me, you Why do you care so much about my business? I haven't observed you so carefully. You really make me feel bad. "
Jin Beisen's big palm gently pasted on Zhou Manchun's head, stroking her soft hair again and again, "you don't need to observe me, because I stand in front of you, is the most real me, you are my wife, I'm not good to you or who?"
"How could you think of a supplementary wedding for me?" Zhou Manchun paused for a few seconds and asked with his eyes moist.
"We have been separated for three years. In fact, it's no different from divorce. Fortunately, I haven't given up. I know you're still alive. You're just angry with me. I know that you won't leave me and Xiaomo so mercilessly. This time, we just want to make you happy." Jin Beisen's solid chest is like a support point for Zhou Manchun, which can make her cry in his arms.
Women like things with a sense of ceremony, just like weddings. Of course, the more romantic it is, the better. Actually, Jin Beisen has been quietly planning this wedding for a long time. He didn't tell anyone. Except for Zou Shu and Kang song, the rest of them know it today.
"Thank you, Beisen." Zhou Manchun felt that happiness came too suddenly, just like the sea beside the beach.
"Thank you for what? Remember, don't say thank you to me later. All I have done for you is what I should do. " Jin Beisen reached out his finger and pinched it gently on Zhou Manchun's soft cheek, as if he was flirting.
Zhou Manchun frowned, shook his head and said, "what's right in this world? Don't spoil me, Beisen. "
"I said yes." Jin Beisen's tone was firm.
At this time, the calm sea suddenly seems to be lit up by stars. There is a large blue light spot, which is more beautiful than the sky above.
"Beisen, fluorescent beach..." Zhou Manchun swallowed her saliva with excitement in her voice. She had only seen photos of the fluorescent beach on the Internet before, but could see them with her own eyes today.
Looking around, a large area of fluorescent beach suddenly emerged on the calm sea, just like the blue star sea.
"These are all plankton, which is rare, and I saw them for the first time." Jin Beisen's deep ink eyes also seem to be lit up.
I feel that we have good luck every day when we are together with Zhou Manchun. Even the fluorescent beach we rarely see today is a feast for our eyes.
The moist air came with a little salty sea breeze, but it made people feel happy.
While Zhou Manchun was looking down at the blue star sea, Jin Beisen put his arm around her without warning, and his thin lips were breathing beside her delicate ears, which made Zhou Manchun itch.
The woman coyly hid for a while, coquettish smile way: "Beisen, what are you doing?"
"Kiss me." Jin Beisen said bluntly.
At this time, there are only two of them on the beach. Jin Beisen has already let his subordinates clear up. It's a quiet and harmonious night. Zhou Manchun shouldn't have been shy, but she's really thin skinned and her ears turn red instantly.
Zhou Manchun stood on tiptoe, his slender arm around Jin Beisen's neck, hanging like a koala, and his red lips slowly leaned towards Jin Beisen's thin lips.
At the moment when their lips were pasted, Jin Beisen naturally extended his hand behind Zhou Manchun's head, gently clasped her head, and then refused to release Zhou Manchun.
She was surrounded by the hot masculine atmosphere. Zhou Manchun responded to Jin Beisen's warm kiss with half a dream and half a wake. The two were closely intertwined, just like melting into the romantic night.