"Zongzheng, come here quickly." Chong Yu turned back and shouted with a smile at Zongzheng.

The bright smile on a woman's delicate face is very eye-catching. A man can't refuse her.

Zongzheng stepped towards her and asked, "do you want me to weave a wreath for you?"

The pet's face turned red, as if he had been guessed. He was embarrassed and said, "can you?"

The corner of the Pope's lips slightly stirred up and said happily, "of course."

Holding the beautiful flowers and vines, the pet got up and said, "let's find a place to sit down and help me make one. No, I want many wreaths."

Zongzheng followed her to a meadow full of flowers, and they sat down.

The pet put the rattan and all kinds of flowers between them and said, "make it up quickly."

"OK." Zong Zhengchong drowned with a smile. His bony fingers picked up a flower vine and said, "I'll measure it for you first."

Pet Yu obediently bowed his head and asked him to measure the flowers and vines on his head. For a moment, the Pope took the flowers and vines and said, "wait a minute, you can make them up soon."

"HMM." Chong Yu held his chin with both hands and looked at his beautiful side face with bright eyes.

The man looks very handsome when he is serious, especially when he works for her. He is really beautiful and charming.

After a while, the patriarchal government woven a crown like wreath. The simple wreath was elegant and beautiful because of its exquisite workmanship.

"Honey, come here and I'll put it on for you."

With a smile on her delicate eyebrows and eyes, she put her head close to her. The man held a wreath in his hand and put it on for her like a coronation.

The delicate wreath on her head added a bit of smart beauty to her.

"How is it? Does it look good?" she asked with a smile.

Zongzheng took her hand and put it on his chest and said, "do you feel it? My heart is accelerating for you."

A faint crimson appeared on the pet's face. Her white and red cheeks were particularly attractive. She bit her red lips and said, "you are really more and more talkative."

She drew her hand back and said, "don't say that to other women in the future, or I'll kill you."

Zongzheng smiled and said, "honey, I only have you in my eyes. I will only tell you so."

Pet Yu gave him a look: "you know."

She picked up another flower vine and said, "let's compare. Who will weave more flower vines?"

"Good." Zongzheng readily agreed.

The breeze blew across the green grass, and the wild flowers dotted in it swayed gently. The figures of the two people sitting together were intertwined together, which made them feel quiet and good in years.

Dusk came quietly, and the setting sun dyed the horizon red.

"Zong Zheng, do you really like me?" the pet looked at him and asked.

"Honey, why do you suddenly ask? Of course I like you." Zongzheng said solemnly.

The pet's lips drew a faint arc and said, "can you die for me? I want to get the divine staff. No one will argue with me until you die."

"Are you going to kill me?" Zongzheng stood up with a gloomy face and looked at her coldly. "Can you even kill your lover for the divine staff?"

The pet got up gracefully and said gently, "didn't you say you love me? Since you love me, of course you can die for me, how can you accompany me to hell if you don't die?"

Zongzheng seemed to be shocked by her words. His face was very ugly and said, "you disgusting woman, fortunately, I didn't really fall in love with you."