Video Sandu

Chapter 30

Feeling his gradual change, Xu Qiao's brows and eyes were full of smiles, and she was not the only one who was working hard between them.

This made her feel very happy.

"And..." Xu Qiao lowered her head, her face was a little red, and she hesitated to speak, which made Gu Che a little anxious.

"...Didn't you say that Auntie wanted to see me that day, you can take me there someday when you have time."

Gu Che's eyes froze for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. He pressed Xu Qiao, obviously a little excited, "You mean you agree?"

"Well," Xu Qiao still lowered her head. He had already met her parents, so it would be unfair if she didn't go.

Because of her rejection last time, Gu Che was obviously a little frustrated. Coupled with her ups and downs these days, this man has less and less confidence in her.

Unable to bear to watch him cautiously all day long, Xu Qiao decided to give him a reassurance first.

She has gone to meet his parents. Does this always make him feel at ease?What's more, Xu Qiao really decided to spend his life with him.

"But let me declare first that I won't get married early." At least not within the next two years, she didn't want to hook up with married women so early.

"Okay," Gu Che readily agreed, "You have the final say."

Afterwards, he slowly moved closer to Xu Qiao, and said somewhat ambiguously, "Gu Che listens to my wife for everything..."

The warm breath spread on her cheeks, Xu Qiao's face became slightly hot, and she pushed away the unruly man with some unease.

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"Master, please take this mirror back, I don't need it."

She always had messy dreams when this thing stayed with her, and she didn't want to dream about those scenes anymore.

On the moss of the temple, Xu Qiao spoke with an extremely firm tone to the old man wearing a Zen robe.

"The benefactor is sure you want me to take it back?"

The Zen master was not angry, but just asked Xu Qiao with a smile.

"Benefactor, the master sent this mirror to you. It must be because you have a predestined relationship with it. I don't know why you shirk it?"

Because Xu Qiao's tone was not very friendly, the little master next to the old Zen master was a little annoyed.

"Speak quietly," the old monk shook his head, signaling to those around him that there was no need to speak.

"This mirror can pass through the past and the present. The benefactor is eager to return it. Are you afraid of something?"

The "benefactor" in the Zen master's mouth flashed her eyes, but she recovered quickly. She forced the bronze mirror into the hand of the young master beside her, turned around and left immediately.

"The benefactor returns this thing now, will he not regret it?

Can you confirm that the one you choose at this moment is the destined lover? "

The old monk's voice sounded from behind. Although it was low and hoarse, it was sonorous and powerful, and every word struck Xu Qiao.

Clutching her clothes tightly, after a while, Xu Qiao turned around and smiled at the questioner, with her usual self-confidence and calmness in her smile, "No matter what the consequences are, I will never regret it."

In this life, she wanted to trust him again.

Back then, even though Chen Ajiao died of illness in a lonely palace, she never regretted her previous decision, and now, she is still infatuated.

Besides, Gu Che is not Liu Che.At least, he didn't look like that figure who left firmly... gone forever.

"The benefactor is making a bet with his life?" The old monk smiled helplessly.

"Yes!" Xu Qiao nodded seriously.She is betting, betting with her own happiness.

"He won't blame me!"

It was clearly something that no one knew about, yet she said it firmly.

Her eyes seemed to be too firm, the old monk didn't say anything, just put his hands together, "Amitabha..."

The little monk at the side also saluted.

Following their example, Xu Qiao clasped his hands together, nodded slightly and left the temple.

"Master, why don't you just let her see what's in the mirror?"

The little monk was puzzled, but the master wanted to tell her, why not use the most direct method?

"Amitabha," the old monk still clasped his hands together, looking at the person who was far away, "Perhaps, she already knew about it."

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