Daoist, I am married

The lights were dimmed, and the streets were bustling with children's voices, jokes, shouting and singing.The aroma of delicious food hooked the passing tourists even after eating, they were still hungry and couldn't move their legs.

"I want one of these." The child with his head up looked at Cancan Hong licking his lips with a circle of candied haws with a transparent sugar coating, and held a copper plate in his raised little hand.

Holding a whole rack full of candied haws, Jin Ze spat out the hawthorn seeds in his mouth, took the copper plate from the child, picked a bunch of the most unpalatable ones, and stuffed them into his hands.

Looking at the shriveled candied haws in his hand, the boy shrunk his mouth, squeezed his eyes, opened his eyes again, they were already full of tears, and opened his mouth: "Mom!"

Jin Ze looked at the crying doll in front of him and panicked: "Why are you crying? No, you..." He said in his heart that I bought the whole string with dozens of times more money than you, and I will give you a copper coin A string is already very good, but she still cries to him, what is the reason for it!

But what the boy wanted was the most popular and biggest string, and the contrast with the string in his hand was too great. His young heart couldn't accept it, and he was so wronged that he opened his mouth and cried.

Jin Ze's head hurt from his crying, and he fainted from his crying even if he was not drunk. He pointed at him and shouted: "Shut up!"

The boy wiped away his tears and cried even more fiercely.

"You..." Jin Ze was very angry.

"what happened?"

"Bullying children?"

"Such a big person, really..."

Attracted by the cries, passers-by pointed at the fierce-looking Jin Ze.

Jin Ze couldn't argue, so he simply threw the candied haws in his hand, let it go, anyway, he has plenty of money, so he can buy it again.

"Hey, who is this..."

The people who were hit by the whole candied haws murmured in dissatisfaction, and more and more people pointed at Jin Ze.

Jin Ze looked at the people around him, one turned into two, and two turned into four. If he couldn't see clearly, he didn't look at them. He would settle accounts with them after he bought new candied haws and ate his fill!

He squeezed out the crowd with frivolous steps, looked left and right in the street, the most important thing was to fill his stomach first.

A burst of fragrance came, he followed the smell, and a touch of bright yellow came into his eyes.

"Miss Xu." He staggered in front of the other party, exhaling alcohol.

"What are you doing?" The little maid stood in front of him with her hips crossed.

"Don't do anything." Jin Ze shook his fingers, poked the little maid to the side, pulled off the bandaged veil with the other hand, stared at the startled person behind and said, "I just want to say thank you to Miss Xu, Give me something by the way."

The bright yellow handkerchief was thrown up, and when it fell, the person in front of her was gone. Miss Xu could no longer maintain her calm face, and stomped her feet angrily.

In front of the small stall on the other side, Jin Ze pointed at the crowd of snacks, then hugged his arms full of food with satisfaction, smiling all over his face.

"Thank you boss." He took the money bag to pay, and then stuffed the money bag back into his arms.

Turning around, a pair of slender hands flickered behind him, and the golden money bag was hooked on the fingertips and brought out, passing by the dangling Jinze.

"Which one should we eat first?" Kanazawa muttered, and burped reeking of alcohol by the way.

The proud figure behind him tossed the purse in his hand, before the corner of his mouth curved down, a strong hand grabbed his wrist.

He looked up and met a sharp gaze.

The golden money bag arced across the night sky and fell into a slender hand.

Here, Jin Ze finally decided to take a bite of spicy skewers first, and was just about to give it to his mouth with joy, when a white shadow flashed, and the golden money bag returned to its original owner.

"That's right." Jin Ze nodded, and followed the flow of people to continue looking for what he liked.

Lively cheers came, and there seemed to be some wonderful play ahead.

"Let's go, let's go." He muttered and squeezed into the crowd, and after a few steps, he was slapped by an old woman with a force of four or two.

"What does such a big boy squeeze with a group of old mothers? Do you know how to respect the elderly?" The old woman's teeth were shining brightly, and the smell of cigarettes rushed into her face with her mouth. The strong smell of smoke was unbearable immediately.

After a few strides, he reached the corner of the roadside, and with a "vomit", he vomited out everything he ate and drank that night.

"Ugh...cough cough cough!" Jin Ze stood up with the support of the wall, and then he dug his body, only to remember that he didn't have the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him, and the previous handkerchief had already returned to its original owner.

He wiped his face and spit, and tugged at the corner of his clothes, thinking that he could just wipe it off a few times with his eyes closed, since he always had to change his clothes when he got home.

"Brother." A crisp and clear child's voice rang in my ears, "Here is this for you."

Jin Ze looked up, and it was one of the children who was holding a piece of square cloth to juggle just now, and now he was holding a snow-white handkerchief to him.

It was really uncomfortable in his mouth, Jin Ze took it without thinking much, and before he had time to say thank you, the kid ran away laughing.

Jinze was puzzled, looked at the handkerchief in his hand, it was pure white, without a trace of pattern, smelled it, and a fresh fragrance hit him, and the bright yellow handkerchief also had a fragrance, is it different?

Before he could draw any conclusions, his mind became dizzy and he almost hit the wall.

A white figure leaned over at the right time, caught the unsteady figure, and reached out to catch the falling white handkerchief, carefully wiping the corner of the man's mouth in his arms.

"Master, where have you been? Don't be angry," Jinxiang Shen Dantian shouted sincerely on the street, not noticing that at a corner not far away, a white figure carefully carried his young master on his back, and several ups and downs disappeared in the Deep in the night.

"Don't hit me, don't let anyone touch me, it's all over, don't let anyone care about me..." Jin Ze lay on his comfortable shoulder and gritted his teeth at the person under him, wanting to punch and kick.

But the back was a bit too firm, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't shake it a bit, and he could only see the increasingly familiar road ahead in the dim night, which was the direction back to the White Mansion.

Well, it's time to go home.As he thought about it, he slowly closed his eyelids.

Hearing the breathing of the man on the shoulders slow down, the man in white moved even more slowly, until he stopped in front of a high-rise courtyard. At this time, there was a movement at the main entrance, and the white shadow flickered, and had already entered the courtyard.

At this moment, the small courtyard was still pitch-black, accompanied by a faint moonlight, and a door made a slight sound. Jin Ze was carefully supported and lay down on his own bed.

His throat was burning and uncomfortable, and Jinze kicked his legs in various discomforts: "Water, Yinzi, hurry up."

There was a trace of coldness on the edge of his mouth, he opened his mouth to take a few sips, gulped it in his mouth, and raised his chin to signal that he was about to vomit.

Then his back was lifted, Jin Ze stood up with this force and spit out water, then a teacup was handed to his mouth, he took a few more sips and swallowed it, then waved his hand to show that it was all right.

Then he felt that a thin blanket was covering his body, and he wrapped it comfortably around his body, but he felt uncomfortable.

He stretched his legs and spread them on the bed: "Yinzi, change clothes."

The person in front of the bed didn't move for a long time, just when Jin Ze frowned and wanted to start cursing again, the person in front of the bed finally moved.

The shoes were carefully ripped off, then the coat.

In Jinze's impression, Yinzi had never been so careful with him before, did he finally know how to be afraid?It's useless. When he wakes up, he will be served by torture.

No, it's so wrong.Jin Ze suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand on his waist: "Who are you?"

Yinzi has never been afraid of him, let alone Jinxiang, neither of them will change their temperament so drastically because of a trivial matter.

In the darkness, the figure in front of the bed could not be seen clearly, but the movement also stopped.

The only perception is the wrist in his hand, which is not thin but slippery.

"Who the hell are you?" Jin Ze asked with his tongue out, and at the same time, his hands became more vigorous, "Speak, you, give me a squeak!"

Why ignore him?Anyone can piss him off, can it work, why are they all here to piss him off?Is his young master of the Jin family so easy to provoke?

The person in front of the bed watched the person on the bed start to play drunk, pointing at him for a while and cursing, shaking his hand almost breaking him.A soft sigh sounded beside the bed, and at the same time, a glowing red line appeared between the wrist that Kanazawa was holding onto.

Then the person on the bed seemed to have been enchanted, and obediently lay down, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover it. When the quilt was pulled until only a pair of black eyes were exposed, he put his hand inside.

"It's finished." Jin Ze asked for praise.

The person next to the bed let out a chuckle, and seemed to respond slightly, with a deep and confusing voice.

"Sleep." Jin Ze was soothed by the laughter, his head didn't hurt, his mouth didn't make trouble anymore, he yawned and closed his eyes.

But why did he sleep?He seemed to have something to do and didn't think of anything. Jin Ze couldn't support his heavy brain and fell asleep.

In a daze, it seemed that his face was wiped with a hot towel, and he couldn't remember what happened after that.

When Jinxiang came home with crying snot and tears and a handful of money, when he saw the fluorescent lights in the Jinze courtyard, the two rushed in the door in a hurry, and saw his young master lying on the bed sleeping Zhengxiang.

This oolong seemed to be over like this. When Jin Ze discovered something was wrong, it was at Miss Xu and Prince Wang's wedding.

Prince Wang embraced the beauty as he wished, and when he visited the hall, he couldn't see his eyes from his smile. Jin Ze stared at the bride in a happy dress, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

For this Ms. Xu, the initial impression is beauty, different from ordinary rouge fans, with a three-point arrogance that cannot be offended, a three-point demeanor of a lady from a family and a three-point femininity of a woman, and the last point is her. Superior beauty.

People are eye-catching beauties, and that's all.

Looking at it now, maybe there is only a bit of regret that I can't ask for.The biggest regret is that I haven't had time to thank her properly.

He took out the snow-white handkerchief, and stopped the bride who was returning to the room halfway.

"You!" The little girl from back then has become a dowry girl, and when she saw Jin Ze, her face was full of vigilance, and those who didn't know thought that he was going to snatch the marriage.

Kanazawa took out the handkerchief, but the facts were quite different from what he had imagined.

"No?"

"My lady doesn't need such a plain color, it's okay, we have to go back to the room, Young Master Jin."

Seeing the two walking away, Jin Ze was stunned, the handkerchief in his hand had been washed and had no smell, everything after being drunk that day seemed to have become a dream.

Is this true or false, false or real?Is it the anti-alcoholic drug that I transformed into after being drunk, or the real snail girl?All this is unknown.

It's just that in the depths of the dream, Kanazawa dreamed of this "snail girl" many times. Although she couldn't know her name, let's treat it as a unique little pleasure in the dream.