Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

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In the middle of the night, with the help of Li Lianhua, the eaves of Qin Changsheng's hall were finally embroidered. It was made of red, orange, yellow and brown embroidery cloths, embroidered with colorful embroidery threads, and had strange patterns on it.

Skull, bow and arrow, long sword, round flower, sharp sword, dead fish eyes, necklace, long sword, tablet, stick, white snake, long banner.

Li Lianhua had never seen anyone embroider these patterns on the eaves of a hall. Each item was connected by petal patterns, which looked bizarre and gorgeous.

The young man stood on a stool and placed the long eaves on the beam, gesturing, "Is this it?"

Qin Changsheng put his hands on his hips and looked up, looking left and right as he directed, "A little to the left, then a little below, so that it's symmetrical."

Li Lianhua adjusted it as instructed, tilted her head and asked, "Is this it?"

Qin Changsheng: "It seems to be better to move upwards."

Li Lianhua patiently moved up a little bit.

"Ok?"

Qin Changsheng pondered for a moment and said, "Well... I see..."

Li Lianhua heard her tone and knew that she was going to make more trouble. She sighed softly, casually hung the eaves up, jumped down neatly, stood beside her and looked up at the same angle.

It's definitely not symmetrical...

It seems to be moving a little further to the left...

After Li Lianhua adjusted herself, she jumped off the bench and patted the dust on the beam. Before she could catch her breath, Qin Changsheng lifted the wooden curtain and came out of his room, holding a box in his arms, which he placed on the table with a loud thud.

When the small box was opened, it contained some cut-out images of gods and messengers, each of which looked solemn and dignified, with a majestic Buddha face.

However, most of the statues are female.

Qin Changsheng took out the jar of glue from the box and opened it. He casually picked up a brush that Li Lianhua rarely used on her desk, dipped it in some glue and smeared it all over the back of the paper-cut. After finishing, he twisted the unpainted part of the paper and said, "Hey, what are you standing there for? Go stick it on the window."

Li Lianhua curled her lips and said, "You can order people around."

After finishing the decorations once more, the two of them rested at the entrance, admiring the moon. Li Lianhua looked at the interior, and the small building suddenly shifted from a simple style to a warm one... not entirely warm, because the eaves of Qin Changsheng Hall were mostly made of warm-toned fabrics, and the window paper was red, more like a wedding custom from a remote tribe.

He leaned against the door frame, smiling frivolously, and couldn't help but tease as usual: "Are you pretending to marry me?"

Qin Changsheng sat on the steps, looking back up at him with a tender gaze. "I've already thought of marrying you thousands of times, so why should I bother with worldly rules? If you want to perform this ritual with me once, it's not impossible."

Li Lianhua has made remarkable progress these days. Facing Qin Changsheng's acting skills, she is also immune. She looks at her affectionately and says, "To have such a wife, I must have been a great man in my past life. I also want to return the favor, Madam. However, regarding the financial aspect... I find it difficult to bring myself to ask. May I ask, Madam?"

Qin Changsheng opened his mouth in surprise: "Wow, the pretty boy is so self-righteous?"

Li Lianhua smiled: "Yeah? So?"

The young man had a tall and straight figure, fair complexion and red lips, and his eyebrows were raised in a smile. His dark and deep eyes reflected the cold moonlight, and there seemed to be a sharp edge hidden in his eyes. He really looked like a pretty boy.

It was a pity that the one who appreciated his beauty was Qin Changsheng. She rolled her eyes without any hesitation and said, "No money."

After these words were spoken, the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became clear.

"I don't have any money either. Get up and have some rest." Li Lianhua looked at the sky, stretched out a hand to her, and said in a low voice: "Do you want me to help you get up?"

This seems like a question, but the answer is yes.

Qin Changsheng turned his eyes to look at the hands that were stretched out to him, curled his lips and smiled silently.

After a while, he naturally placed his hand in Li Lianhua's palm.

The hand I held was large, with a few calluses on the palm, slender and delicate, like jade, though a little too cold...

But the folded hands just soothed the coldness.

Li Lianhua took her hand and pulled her up without much effort. He couldn't help but think that her hand seemed much warmer than his.

But this moment of warmth was fleeting, and it seemed that it did not leave much feeling in the palm of my hand. For a moment, I felt a sense of loss and some indescribable irritation.

Just holding hands...

Maybe the weather is really getting colder.