Chapter 47: Betting on whether he is really so cruel!
She stared at him pitifully with her big round eyes, full of water color and misty.
The cold fingertips slowly,
A little bit,
Gradually let go.
Duoduo breathed a long sigh of relief.
For a long time, an elusive light flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke calmly, with a hint of apology in his voice: "Where are you going? I just have nothing to do today, and I will accompany you to play. Don't make random guesses about other things."
After Duoduo heard this, he was stunned again. What kind of drama is this? Just a hard one, and then a soft one.
God, please spare her, her weak heart cannot bear such ups and downs.
She wanted to say something to show that this girl was very angry, very angry.
Before the words were spoken, he had already sat on the horse without knowing it. He felt his arms tighten, and she suddenly rose into the air, and then sat in front of him.
Duoduo's face suddenly turned bright red, and his body exuded the faint fragrance of apricot flowers, and she couldn't help but feel dazed for a while.
He spoke in her ear, "Wherever you want to go, how about I lead the way for you, my princess." His breath blew through her pores, and she felt relaxed all over her body.
Qian Duoduo felt that he was in trouble. When he was cold, this man was like ice and snow in the cold winter, but when he was enthusiastic, he was like the scorching sun in summer. He couldn't resist. It was all because he didn't have much chance to meet this kind of top-notch man, so he spent money now.
His whole body felt weak as if he was crazy.
The horse is indeed a good horse. It ran thousands of miles away in one breath and arrived at a small town. It was different from the prosperity of Yancheng. It had a strong antique flavor and it felt like it had changed from what it was a thousand years ago.
Human beings feel resentful and sad, weeping and complaining.
The large and small shops on the street are full of goods, and the hawkers' hawking sounds come and go. This is the same as in Yancheng, but the difference is that the people here are more simple.
King Lanling took the horse's reins in his hand, and the two of them walked into the town.
Duoduo was leisurely walking around and stopped at a vendor selling hairpins.
"Sir, buy a hairpin and give it to the girl you like."
"Yo - this is good!"
She picked up a hosta, which was crystal clear and well-carved. A butterfly was lifelike, its wings flickering, and its eyes were full of tears. She was really moved.
Acting was not as good as heartbeat, so I decided to buy it, but unexpectedly, I was hit hard by a wall of people.
It turned out that he didn't know she had stopped and was still moving forward.
Duoduo glared at him angrily and funnyly. Did he come out to go shopping with her?
"Master, do you still want this hosta?"
The hosta in the vendor's hand shone brightly under the sunlight, and the butterfly on the hairpin looked at her sadly as if it had come to life.
Just as he was about to take out the money, he grabbed his hand and said angrily: "When you come out with me, I will pay the money. Are you looking down on me by doing this?"
Duoduo shook her head impatiently, typical of male chauvinism, but she liked it.
When a woman goes shopping, she must have a man like this behind her to help pay the bills, so that she can look stylish.
The hawker looked at the two big men in front of him with strange eyes. Both of them were so handsome. It turned out that they were happy to get rid of their addiction. No wonder, he had seen countless people, and he could tell at a glance that the two men had an extraordinary relationship.
He took the hosta back from Duoduo's hand and said, "Sir, this thing is not suitable for you. It belongs to the girl. You men should buy another one."
Duoduo was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "What should I buy?"