"Little Joy ......"

Jin Ruting looked at the woman in the pink dress in the crowded crowd with picturesque eyebrows, under the bright sunshine, the green jade hairpin in her hair was exceptionally crystal clear, and the swaying silver tassels reflected a dazzling light, making her look noble but unassuming, giving people a sense of beauty and refinement, not stained with dust.

He stopped only a few steps away from her, and did not dare to go forward rashly, he was afraid that it was just a dream, a dream that he had been longing for a long time, and when he got closer, the dream would wake up, and his little joy would hide from him again.

"Xiao Yue......" he murmured her name, as if he was drunk and unconscious, and his expression was dazed and obsessed.

Shen Zhiyue's heart was mixed, but his face was still unwavering, but the left hand behind his back was trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't even hold the bamboo stick with the sugar man inserted.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and everyone else curiously focused their eyes on them and whispered to each other.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, talking nonsense, Shen Zhiyue was very uncomfortable, and was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure rushing towards him, and before everyone could react, the comer had happily thrown into the arms of the man with a dazed expression.

"Brother Ruting, you didn't go back last night, I'm worried about death. Jiang Lan hugged Jin Ruting tightly, for fear that as soon as he let go, he would be snatched away by others, and her tone seemed to be resentful, with a hint of coquettishness.

Jin Ruting woke up like a dream, and subconsciously wanted to push her away, but she was not big, but her strength was not small, and she didn't care how many people around her were staring at them, and she refused to let go of him when she said anything, but hugged him tighter and tighter, rubbing her little face on his chest, and complaining about his no.

"Don't make a fuss. He lowered his voice and reprimanded, and looked up again, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the beautiful woman in the dream was still standing there looking at him quietly, her expression indifferent without a trace of emotion, but it was really there.

His eyes lit up, it turned out that it was not a dream, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but in an instant he felt an unusually cold gaze shooting straight at him, although there was no obvious malice, but it made him very uncomfortable.

He took the opportunity to look over, and was facing a pair of deep and sharp eyes like a cold pool, the owner of those eyes was none other than Jiang Chengfeng, the young marshal of the Jiang family army who everyone in Jiangcheng wanted to cling to.

Seeing this person, he suddenly remembered the messages related to him, among which ...... No, it can't be, he looked at the woman he had dreamed of again, his eyes full of disbelief.

Jiang Lan finally realized that something was wrong with him, reluctantly withdrew from his arms, followed his gaze, and when she saw Shen Zhiyue's flower-like face, she "chuckled" in her heart, and said hello to her and Jiang Chengfeng in a sour tone, "Cousin, cousin, you are also there." ”

Her "cousin-in-law" made Jin Ruting fall into an ice cave, and the chill of the bones instantly hit his whole body, just when he was almost out of control, he was not worried that he would go back alone, and Han Yiming, who also came over, immediately played a round and said: "What a coincidence, it is fate to be able to meet Jiang Shaoshuai in this busy street, it is fate, it happens to be noon, why don't you let Han do the east, please have a light meal?" (To be continued.) )>