The man took the woman beside him by the hand and said, "It’s not a girlfriend, it’s a wife. We’re married."
Then the man went away with a smile in the sea breeze and waved again, "I wish you a long life together!" "
Tang Chuan raised his hand and said, "I wish you a long life together."
The voice came from afar and said, "Haha ~"
Tang Chuan didn’t speak again, but looked at Bonneville’s expression and found that she didn’t have the slightest sulk and a faint smile.
This is the spirit of people in the pale blue continent has been sublimated to another level.
Social malice is greatly reduced, and strangers’ sudden greetings are not meant to flirt and slander. People just think that the scene of handsome men and beautiful women embracing ancient buildings in the sunset is very beautiful, and they can’t help but whistle and send out their own praise and blessings.
This is a harmonious and self-consistent environment with abundant spirit. At the beginning, Bonneville was a far cry from the blue continent.
And all this is natural for Bonneville. What is the spokesperson of God? With a little guidance, her thoughts and cognition will be enlarged, and of course, because the material is rich enough.
Tang Chuan said, "It’s still hard to imagine that you did this."
Bonneville put his arm on Tang Chuan and said, "I can hardly imagine that I did this."
Shuang Yi said that she never thought that she would become like this. Both said that she never thought that she dared to take this step to Tang Chuan.
"In that case …"
Tang Chuan pushed Bonneville, "I’ll give you something back."
Bonneville asked in surprise, "What?"
Tang Chuan didn’t answer, but put his index finger on Bonneville’s lips and said, "This."
Suddenly Bonneville’s scalp was numb and taste buds suddenly bloomed like an elf dancing in the mouth.
She stuck out her tongue and Tang Chuan’s forefinger tasted it, saying, "It’s salty for a long time."
Tang Chuan once took away her taste point, and now he has given it back.
Bonneville, who has not tasted it for more than ten years, feels that everything today is full of color, not from vision but from the soul.
She said, "today is really a memorable day, even though you may dislike it later, I will remember it in my heart."
At this moment, the sunset has officially ended, and the night has come, but the streets of ancient buildings are still lit.
Tang Kawaguchi said, "Today is also very special for me. Let’s go and see if you can build a world."
Bonneville smiled and nodded and tentatively took Tang Chuan’s hand.
In a blink of an eye, they appeared in a strange street surrounded by pedestrians, but they were not surprised by the sudden appearance of this pair of men and women.
However, I still can’t help but admire the eyes. I still have to look at the face value and temperament of the two people. I can’t help but want to see more.
Two people walk in the night street and look at the dazzling array of things around them. After a long time, the fireworks gas rises in their respective hearts.
Bonneville, of course, needless to say, is the supreme ruler here. She has never been so ordinary as to walk among the common people.
The same is true of Tangchuan, who has been to too many corners of the universe and interacted with many aliens.
However, it took too long to find the blue star in my memory.
The brilliance of human nature is gradually amplified by Bonneville.
Although from other people’s eyes, he may think that Bonneville is a tool, but human nature is so shallow that a real lifeless toy may feel reluctant to part with it for a long time, let alone a real person.
People’s sex will gradually become pure and bloom in various utilitarian emotions.
Without too much rational analysis of emotional feelings, perhaps gradually human nature will prevail, and love will come into being.
The two quickly entered the state. Tang Chuan tried to integrate all rationality into her male companion role. Bonneville was led by Tang Chuan, and Tang Chuan didn’t resist. Her natural courage grew stronger and stronger.
The pontiff sometimes took Tang Chuan by the hand and went to the shops she was interested in to choose the merchants, and sometimes leaned on Tang Chuanshen and said that she had never spoken.
They went to Bonneville, a decoration shop, and found a masked civet that looked like Tang Chuanchang, so they wanted to buy it for him, but with a backhand, they found that they didn’t even have pockets in this long dress, let alone coins.
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