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Thyme looked at Sun Daqiao. Although Sun Daqiao was at least forty-five years old at this time, he was a scholar before and still pursued his own appearance.
Today I went out to a banquet, wearing a moon-white silk shirt and a sapphire blue mandarin jacket. Her braids were neatly combed behind her back and tied with a fashionable scorpion tail hook. Her thin face was wearing foreign round sunglasses, and she was playing with her hands. The jade ring on the ring.
This outfit does not appear to be rich, but instead makes him look noble and elegant. Compared with the glossy dignitaries next to him, he stands out from the crowd and is impressive.
To be honest, if there were not these fat-headed beasts to compare with, Thyme would not necessarily be fond of him, but the situation was so coincidental that Thyme was interested in him.
"This distinguished guest doesn't look like an acquaintance. Why is he wearing sunglasses on such a happy occasion?"
Thyme wants to see who Sun Daqiao is.
Sun Daqiao knew that the popular leader wanted to take a closer look at him, so he deliberately took off his sunglasses and raised his face. This not only allowed Thyme to see him clearly, but also allowed him to see the beautiful woman in front of him.
As he took off his sunglasses, he wore a white satin eyepatch over his left eye. His remaining facial features were slim and regular, and he looked like a middle-aged scholar.
At this moment, the two people's eyes met. Sun Daqiao's eyes went blank for a moment, and there was a buzzing sound. He unconsciously recalled the Jiangnan opera he watched when he was a child:
The banging of bangs and drums, the sound of silk and bamboo, the colorful windows of the moon cave, and the beautiful scenery.
When Zhang Sheng walked up the white bridge, he saw Yingying, wearing white clothes and red lining, with spring in her pink face. Yingying stared with her eyes and saw Zhang Sheng was handsome, graceful, and extraordinary. Looking around, they looked around each other, and they bowed to each other. , and the spirit and energy feel that they have passed through the ages.
At this moment, Sun Daqiao is just like Zhang Sheng, and Thyme is just like Cui Yingying. Although they are still meeting for the first time, they are already flirting with each other.
This startling glance is like looking through the years, a glimpse of thousands of years.
The manager of the Parade Hall is an experienced lover, so he didn't know what the two of them were thinking. He waited for the banquet to be over and left Sun Daqiao behind on the grounds of seeking Feng Shui advice.
Thyme was already waiting in the private room upstairs. She couldn't help but be polite when he came in. She thanked him for speaking up and telling her to drink less.
Regardless of how much talk was said at the table, the two of them knew that they were attracted to each other. Sun Daqiao saw that Thyme's conversational style was not ordinary, and he also wanted to make a confidante. From then on, Sun Daqiao became Bai Xiang's confidante. A regular at the concert hall.
People only see true love when they get along. Thyme and Sun Daqiao have already regarded each other as confidants, and they fell in love with each other within two years.
Sun Daqiao was also generous. He did not keep an extramarital house like those high-ranking officials. Instead, he spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy out Thyme's worth. At that time, it was close to the Republic of China, and there was no longer any rule of good and bad not marrying in the world. They received the marriage certificate and became husband and wife.
Just a few months after the marriage, Thyme became pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl the following year, named Sun Hualing.
Sun Daqiao got a daughter from old age. She was like a pearl from a clam. She was so precious that she could hold it in her mouth for fear of melting or hold it in her hand for fear of flying away. Even the nanny wouldn't let her touch it. She cooked and served the girl herself. Son.
He didn't expect that he could still have a wife and children when he was almost fifty years old. This happiness of having a family quickly diluted his memory of the witch coffin disaster.
Sun Daqiao thought, if this is the way he lives his life, it would be an eye-opener for God.
Although he had forgotten the great curse he had uttered, the civet cat man from Tiesha Mountain had not forgotten it. The reason why he had not come to visit him before was because he had no children for seven or eight years after he became famous. Now that he has children, he should do whatever he wants. Keep your promise.
One day, Sun Daqiao was sleeping soundly in the bedroom with his wife and children in his arms. When he heard the vaguely whimpering cat, he was so frightened that he immediately woke up for five minutes. Then he glanced at the balcony. Under the moonlight, a huge shadow of a civet cat was walking around. The hair on my back was so frightened that I no longer felt sleepy at all.
He put on his nightgown, opened the glass door, and stepped onto the balcony.
There are few stars in the moon tonight, the cold wind is blowing on my face, and the fallen leaves of the cold sycamore trees are rustling constantly.
Under the bright moon, a civet cat, bigger than a wolfdog, was squatting on the balcony railing, with its front paws on the ground and its bright cat eyes open, its throat gurgling, and its anger was self-evident.
Meow~woo~huhuhuhu~
When the cat saw Sun Daqiao, it opened its mouth angrily and exposed its fierce fangs. Under the moonlight, the civet cat was actually more terrifying than the wolf, with its sinister and vicious eyes, as if it wanted to eat a human alive.
Fortunately, the civet cat couldn't speak. If he uttered human words again, Sun Daqiao would pee on the spot.
The civet cat glanced at him, jumped off the balcony with a sweep of its tail, and completely disappeared into the sycamore forest.
After it left, Sun Daqiao looked at the ground. Leaves and stones were piled up into a pattern, which was obviously his infant child.
Seeing this scene, Sun Daqiao's head buzzed, and his heart ached. He was blocked by the extravagant life, and he fully understood what this meant?
When he got the civet cat magic card, he personally uttered a big curse to dedicate his future children to Mr. Li Langjun.
At the beginning, he just said it casually because he was a bachelor, trying to deal with Li Langjun with empty words. After he became rich, he indulged in wealth and luxury, and completely forgot about this big curse.
Now, seeing the civet cat asking for his life, he remembered all the past events in his heart. He never thought that his unintentional words would turn into a prophecy.
Fate plays tricks on people, and things in the world are unpredictable. Sun Daqiao thought he had deceived Ye Shen'er, but who knew that Ye Shen would come to his door after all.
Thinking of the civet cat's eyes, he was so frightened that his crotch felt hot, and a trickle of yellow liquid flowed out of his pants leg.
Seriously, do I really want to dedicate my daughter to Mr. Li Lang?
