Luo Ling couldn't react for a moment, and let Yuwen Haoyu hold his hand and walk out of the inn.
Yuwen Haoyu's temperature came from his hands, and he could even feel the thin cocoons he grew from practicing martial arts. Such intimacy made Luo Ling feel a moment of trance.
In addition to the inn, there was a crowd of people coming and going, and there were carriages passing by from time to time.
Yuwen Haoyu carefully protected Luo Ling in front of him, holding her firmly with one hand and protecting her side with the other hand in case she was pushed by pedestrians or was traveling.
The carriage hit.
Luo Ling locked her body tightly and hid in Yuwen Haoyu's arms.
When I looked up, I saw Yuwen Haoyu behind me with a cautious look, and a feeling of being protected and cherished arises naturally. I feel very warm in my heart.
"What's wrong?" Perhaps feeling Luo Ling's gaze in his arms, Yuwen Haoyu lowered his head and asked.
"No... nothing..." Luo Ling withdrew his gaze, stopped looking at him, turned to look at the surrounding scenery.
The street is very spacious, and Luo Ling is about five feet tall. The road is bustling with people of all kinds running back and forth. From time to time, there are hawkers carrying goods on their bodies to come forward to promote their own things.
There are various stalls on both sides, dazzling and dazzling.
Luo Ling looked at everything in front of him curiously. For a person from the 21st century, all this was novel. Luo Ling was like a newborn, with her eyes wide open and she looked at everything in front of her.
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Yuwen Haoyu looked at Luo Ling's surprised look, and she was so funny. These are ordinary things that can arouse her so much interest. It's better to say that she doesn't know, but it's really too easy.
Satisfied.
Luo Ling didn't have time to observe what Yuwen Haoyu was thinking. She now focused on these amazing things. These are all antiques. If she brought them back to the modern era, she would definitely be able to
Make a considerable fortune.
Thinking of it, my eyes were already filled with a glimmer of wealth, as if the pile of things in front of me were full of golden bills.
Luo Ling couldn't help but drool. Don't blame her for loving money. At this time, anyone doesn't love money. If you have money, you don't need to kill people and don't have to touch the dirty bright red blood.
Thinking of everything he suffered in his previous life, Luo Ling's heart was full of heavy weight. Too many things were pressing on his appreciation, and he felt breathless.
Yuwen Haoyu looked at Luo Ling curiously and was surprised, but his excited face suddenly turned into pain, sadness, and even regret.
Yuwen Haoyu asked worriedly: "Ling'er, what's wrong?" Yuwen Haoyu didn't know what Luo Ling was thinking, but just felt the ups and downs in her heart.
Luo Ling was immersed in his memories and couldn't extricate himself, so he didn't hear Yuwen Haoyu's call.
"Ling'er, Ling'er..." Yuwen Haoyu exchanged several words in succession, and before he could report, he turned over Luo Ling's body and let her face him.
At this time, Luo Ling woke up and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I should be asking you this. What were you thinking just now? So serious." Yuwen Haoyu looked at her suspiciously.
Luo Ling realized that she might have been distracted just now, but she didn't want to say anything more to him.