Chapter 683: Son God assists

Huanhuan liked the acrobatic performances at the lantern festival very much, and was very surprised when she saw someone spewing out a fire, pointing at that person and asking, "Ah Niang, Ah Niang, is he a Yu clan?"

Jiang Xiaocha, "No, it's an ordinary person." ”

"Why do ordinary people breathe fire?"

I can't breathe fire, so why do ordinary people breathe fire?

Jiang Xiaocha's face was expressionless, "Because he took a mouthful of wine, and when it sprayed on the fire, it burst into flames, baby, let's read more books in the future." ”

Read more books, watch less TV series, and add a little common sense.

"Hey, it's not fun at all. His mouth was disgusted, but he looked at the fire in surprise.

At this lantern festival, there will be a variety of acrobatics performed by the supernatural, which is the most presumptuous day of the year, and they can use their abilities at will to entertain the public.

At the lantern fair, there are many tricks.

On the big stage, all kinds of performances are very good-looking, Huanhuan took a mask and gave it to Jiang Xiaocha, "A-Niang, give!"

The mother and son also followed the crowd and put on masks.

As a star, I can't ask for it.

Many celebrities also like to come to the Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival, put on masks, play at will, go shopping at will, and no longer have to worry about magnesium lights or paparazzi, it is one of their few free nights.

Putting on the mask, the two played more presumptuous, Huanhuan saw several beauties of mixed blood, performing demagoguery, creating illusions, one of the girls didn't know what they saw, tears rained down, hugging the beauty clan and saying thanks, maybe it was to see their lost relatives, or lover, looking happy and embarrassed.

In the Lantern Festival, there is also a small tradition, which is left over from the Flower God Festival, there is a stall selling roses at the entrance of the Cultural Street, and there are also some grandmothers selling roses on the whole street.

Holding roses and giving them to your loved ones is also a theme of the Lantern Festival.

Jiang Xiaocha saw a lot of couples holding hands and holding roses in their hands.

There were several couples, perhaps during the ambiguous period, who sent the flowers sent by the boys, blushing and being very excited, clasping their hands tightly together, Jiang Xiaocha, "The dog food is so full." ”

"Can you eat dog food?" asked Huanhuan.

Jiang Xiaocha, "Yes!"

Huanhuan was inexplicable, Jiang Xiaocha couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't continue to tease his son, suddenly, a rose was sent to him, Jiang Xiaocha looked at the man in black holding a rose in front of him.

The black robe, with a silver mask, although it is an ancient costume, it is a neat short hair, Jiang Xiaocha looked at the hairstyle a little familiar, and then glanced at the figure.

Youth, good waist.

At first glance, the waist with excellent flexibility.

It must be a dancing superb waist, too.

"I'm sorry, I'm pollen allergic. Jiang Xiaocha said with a smile, putting on the attitude of her scumbag refusing suitors, arrogant and powerless.

Huanhuan, "......"

Such a miserable daddy, he was disgusted so thoroughly.

"It's ugly. Jiang Xiaocha said.

Sheng Jing silently took back his roses, Jiang Xiaocha snorted coldly, and continued to walk around with Huanhuan, Jiang Xiaocha asked, "Huanhuan, that's your father, right?"

"Oh......" Huanhuan said, "Yes." ”

Jiang Xiaocha, "Tsk, stalking ghosts, it's really annoying." ”

"Auntie, do you really have pollen allergies?"

"No, I love roses. ”

Huanhuan held up the roses, "Come, I'll pick it up for you." ”

Jiang Xiaocha, "......"