Chapter 747 What Are You Asking For? You

Song Yaoyao: "..."

In the end, Huo Yunque didn't take it off, and always swaggered through the market with that headband.

The two of them walked and played all the way, and when they ate all the food in their hands, they just arrived at the Yuelao Temple.

There is a huge ancient tree at the entrance of Yuelao Temple, and it takes a few people to surround it. There was a peach forest all around, and the small wooden signs on the branches were blown by the wind and collided with each other, making a nice sound.

"Eh? Isn't that pretty?"

Tang Xinrou just got out of the peach grove. She looked at the petite girl and pulled the man beside her to the Yuelao Temple. She couldn't help being curious and took a second look.

"perhaps--"

An Feiran rolled his eyes and held her hand without a trace.

"Didn't you just say you were going to have a drink? Let's go."

Tang Xinrou gave him a sideways glance, but did not shake it off.

She followed An Feiran and turned to look in the direction just now. The two familiar figures had disappeared from the crowd.

Tang Xinrou sighed, "Can love really change people so much? The thing on Mr. Huo's head just now..."

But it doesn't fit anyone's design at all!

An Feiran nodded, smiling like a little white rabbit.

"If you want to see it, I can wear it for you too. Tang Tang, do you want it?"

Tang Xinrou's face was hot, her eyes flickered, and she was a little moved.

But he said stubbornly: "So childish, I don't want it!"

"That's what--"

"Hey!"

Tang Xinrou glared at him angrily, and was dragged by An Feiran as he walked through the crowd.

Yuelao Temple is the most popular attraction on Luohua Island. Whether singles or couples, they will come here for a walk.

Even if you don't seek marriage, it's good to see the scenery and the peach blossom forest.

Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque lined up quietly, and when they passed the merit box, they also stuffed some change into it.

"Brother, do you believe this?"

Song Yaoyao stood very close to Huo Yunque. She quietly covered her mouth and talked to Huo Yunque in a low voice.

"Trust it." Huo Yunque raised his eyelids.

"What do you mean by letter? That's unbelief?" Song Yaoyao pouted and stared at him.

The girl's eyes were bright, and her eyelashes cast a light shadow on the bridge of her nose. Flickering flickering, like the twinkling of stars.

"Believe is believing, or not believing is not believing, brother, your answer is very perfunctory~"

She complained numbly, most girls like to be more sincere in this regard.

Huo Yunque raised his eyes to look forward, and took her a few steps forward. The voice is low and sweet, gentle and calm.

"How do you say it?" He paused, then lowered his eyes, "Before I met you, I didn't believe it. After I met you, I believed—"

Believe in fate, believe in destiny.

But Huo Yunque believed in himself more.

"Oh my brother, you really..."

Song Yaoyao covered her cheeks and glanced at him shyly, "How many messy books are you reading..."

she muttered softly.

Fortunately, the number of tourists on this island is not very large, and the queue in front is not long. Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque waited in line for another ten minutes, and finally it was their turn.

Ask for a lottery, and the people in the Yuelao Temple will give them a red string.

If you have a wooden sign, you have to go outside the temple to buy it.

Song Yaoyao folded her hands together, abandoned her distracting thoughts, and closed her eyes to pray.

She didn't notice that the man beside her was not praying, she turned her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of her figure.

A minute later, Song Yaoyao opened his eyes and immediately turned to look at Huo Yunque.

"Brother, what are you asking for?"

The staff next to her was embarrassed to tell her that the gentleman next to her, who seemed to be easy to mess with, didn't ask for anything.