source pool.
Guangshu clapped his hands in the wooden house and sighed:
"This world of cultivating immortals is great. You can do whatever you want by manipulating the Qi."
Looking at his perfect masterpiece in the house, it will definitely leave a happy memory for Li Zijin and witness the day when they officially fell in love.
The first surprise was just outside the door. He carefully prepared a large bouquet of pink roses, whose flower language is pure love.
Li Zijin is also like this rose, pink and tender.
I want to ask where this rose came from? Of course he cultivated it himself in the Mustard Seed Space.
After spending two years working with Yaoling Bodhisattva, he also learned a lot about the cultivation techniques of elixirs. He used some of the grafting skills he learned in his previous life to cultivate many flowers.
Not long after he finished preparing, he saw Li Zijin flying back in a hurry.
So fast? He was secretly glad that he moved quickly enough, otherwise he might not be fully prepared.
He straightened his expression, hugged the bouquet of flowers, and went to greet her.
As soon as Li Zijin landed by the source pool, she saw Guang Shu holding a bouquet of pink flowers in his hand, and the tears still flowing in his eyes slightly blocked her sight.
Some things can't be seen clearly, right? Pink glass flower?
Just like its name, the flower language of this flower in the world of immortals and Buddhas is - farewell.
Did it turn out that he had been ready? Did you lie to me and say it was a surprise? A series of questions appeared in her mind that broke her last chance.
The tears finally flowed down uncontrollably, accompanied by uncontrollable sobs.
Guang Shu, who was standing opposite, was stunned. What was going on? He was crying like this after not seeing him for a while.
Could it be that the Queen Mother of the West discovered it and disagreed with us?
Now is not the time to think wildly. He quickly threw the rose aside and approached Li Zijin.
"What's wrong? Zijin."
At the same time, he reached out to hold her in his arms. She resisted slightly, but Guangshu was strong enough and finally held her in his arms again.
Seeing that his struggle was fruitless, Li Zijin didn't reply and buried his head completely in his arms.
The tears had no intention of stopping. After a while, Guang Shu felt that his clothes were getting soaked.
Women are really made of water, he still had time to complain at this moment.
But he also kept asking the reason why Li Zijin was crying:
"What happened? Zijin. Don't just cry and say nothing.
No matter how difficult the problem is, there is a solution. As long as we work together, we can definitely do it easily.
Could it be that your master doesn't agree with us being together? I'll go talk to her in person!
…”
Guang Shu felt like he was drying up his saliva, but Li Zijin still had no intention of replying.
After a while, her crying finally started to stop. Guangshu guessed that maybe her tears had dried up...
"Guangshu, do you love me?"
When a girl asks this question, she's not waiting for your answer, just kiss her directly.
Guang Shu gently raised her chin, stared straight at her lips, and kissed her.
She no longer showed any intention of resisting, but instead cooperated with him.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Li Zijin's mood finally calmed down for the time being. He opened his eyes and looked into Guang Shu's eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched and he finally asked:
"My master said that you are the acting Buddha, that is, the future Buddha.
Will you no longer want me in the future... Wuwu..."
As he spoke, he lowered his head again, and even started crying again.
It turned out that this was what he was worried about, and Guang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, I don't blame him for deliberately concealing it. After all, his mission is to be carried out in secret, and there is no benefit in conveying it to others at will.
Originally, he was planning to talk to the Saint in detail tonight. After all, there shouldn't be too much to hide between them.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly learned about this matter while grabbing something. Now that things have come to this, he decided to speak out now:
"Zijin, do you think I will draw a clear line with you just because of my identity?"
While speaking, he raised her head slightly, and the two met their eyes again.
"But, your identity is not something you can abandon just when you want to."
Somewhat angrily, he lightly tapped the saint's head:
“Fool, just because I can’t do it now, doesn’t mean I can’t do it in the future.
If you want to separate us, your master, the Queen Mother of the West, cannot do it, and neither can I, Tathagata! Even if the sky falls, I can still withstand it! "
Li Zijin covered his forehead in pain, but after hearing Guang Shu's sincere words, his tears turned into laughter.
But then he remembered something again, pointed to the bouquet of flowers that fell at his feet and asked:
"Then what does this bouquet of pink glass flowers mean? Don't you want to say goodbye to me?"
Guangshu was very confused:
"What pink glass flower?" Looking down her finger, it turned out to be the rose he had just thrown on the ground.
Pick it up and put it on the saint's face to let her take a closer look:
"This is not a pink glass flower, it is a pink rose that I cultivated myself. Do you want to know what its flower language is?"
Only then did Li Zijin realize that he was so impatient just now that his eyesight was dazzled.
But she couldn't blame her, after all, the rose and the pink glass flower were very similar.
She was also curious about the meaning of such a beautiful flower:
"what is it?"
"Kiss me and I'll tell you." Seeing Li Zijin's mood improve, he couldn't help but feel bad again.
"Then I don't want to know." Obviously she has not been able to become more proactive in this matter.
"No, just a kiss on the face is fine." Guang Shu refused.
Li Zijin wanted to give in. After all, she was really curious, so she raised her face slightly and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
"I don't feel it. Try it again."
Guang Shu was not satisfied yet, but saw Li Zijin raising his hand as if he was about to hit him. He stopped as soon as he was ready, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him:
"Enough is enough."
"Zijin, the flower language of this flower represents the first pure love, and this is how we witness our love!"
The affectionate words came from his mouth, extremely sincere. In fact, it's not like he was lying. After all, if the relationship is confirmed, Li Zijin is indeed the first.
At least for the saint, this is indeed her first love. She was probably the last one. Guang Shu's few simple words of love were enough to seduce her so much that she couldn't even find her.
If one could see Li Zijin's heart, most of it would be Guang Shu, and the other half would be her master, leaving only a little space for herself.
After hearing Guangshu's explanation, she wanted to reach out and take the beautiful bouquet, but Guangshu took it away instead.
Before she could ask, she saw him taking out a brand new bouquet of roses, which were more colorful than before.
After all, the bouquet of flowers just fell to the ground for a while, and Guangshu didn't want to give her such a bouquet.
