Chapter 282 (1/2)
Diao Chan murmured the name, and then her red lips rose and said, ”I have never heard of this name. But why, there is a sense of familiarity. ”
Wang Xiaojian laughed and said, ”Diao Chan, it means that we are predestined.”
”This is our destiny in the last life. In our last life, we were a loving couple. In this life, we will continue the front line again. ”
Wang Xiaojian's face, squeeze out the deep feeling.
Diao Chan looked at Wang Xiaojian's appearance and was in a daze.
She didn't know any previous life, but she was moved by Wang Xiaojian's affectionate words.
”I'm sorry, Lu Xiaobu. I don't remember my last life.”
Diao Chan said, very self blame, as if did not remember his mouth ”last life”, very sorry for him.
In particular, his face, the expression of loss, so that her heart inexplicably painful, nose sour.
”It doesn't matter, Diao Chan. Flowers will bloom again, and people will meet again. You forget the past, but as long as we are together, we can start again. In my last life, we were a loving couple. In this life, I will let you fall in love with me again. ”
Wang Xiaojian holds Diao Chan's hand in both hands. He looks at Diao Chan with gentle voice.
His words moved, the earth sighed and the sky wept. However, in his eyes, but very contrary flash a smile.
Diao Chan slightly a Leng, way: ”Lu Xiaobu, so say, you are very love concubine body?”
”Of course, Diao Chan. For you, I will go up to the mountain and go down to the oil pan. I will never say goodbye
Wang Xiaojian said again, his voice was very affectionate.
Diao Chan said with a smile: ”Lu Xiaobu, I don't want you to go up to daoshan and go down to the oil pan. But will you write me a love letter? ”
Wang Xiaojian laughed and said, ”no problem, Diao Chan. How many love letters do you want me to write? ”
Diao Chan blinked a smile, beautiful fairy face, now looks like a bad little devil, said: ”I don't want you to write too much, write a letter every day, as long as you write enough love letters for me for a year. Even if you're not my real one, I'll think about you
”A year's love letter?”
Wang Xiaojian was surprised at the speech.
Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, one letter a day, is 365 letters!
The pariah has the name of patriotic poet, but he has a few catties or two, and he knows it clearly.
There is no problem for him to copy some of the 300 Tang poems and 500 Song Ci poems as love letters to Diao Chan.
But 365, you can't kill him.
In addition, he realized a problem, because Diao Chan said, ”even if you are not my true son, I will fall in love with you.”.
She said ”even if.”.
Wang Xiaojian raised his head and looked at Diao Chan's beautiful face. He found that Diao Chan was smiling.
On her face, there are charming dimples, but she looks like a little devil.
At this time, if Wang Xiaojian did not know that Diao Chan had already seen through him, he would be regarded as a fool.
Wang Xiaojian was very embarrassed. He took Diao Chan's hand and said with a smile, ”Diao Chan's wife, do you see that?”
Diao Chan snorted, his expression was very proud, and said: ”I don't remember the past life, how can you remember the previous life? But my summoner, you are very interesting. You can make up so many things
”If you make me so happy every day, I may think about you.”
She was very proud and said that as long as Wang Xiaojian made her happy every day, she would consider Wang Xiaojian.
Wang Xiaojian is a little embarrassed. It's not easy to be happy every day.
But soon, he laughed again.
Before that, Diao Chan said that there was the right man in his heart, and no one would think about it.
But now it becomes, as long as he does, he will think about it.
This shows that although he was seen through, what he said just now played a role.