Xin Li hurriedly turned his head and saw his son Wen Qinghua handsome as Langyue, standing behind the girl in pink with his hands in his hands, his eyes were like thousands of peach blossoms, and the falling flowers were mixed with the spoiling that could not be dissolved. Yurong Xingxing's eyes widened, the corners of her mouth were filled with a three-point smile, and the pear vortex on the right side of her face flashed and flashed, which made Xin Li's heart furious.

Yurong stood still, no longer paying attention to the noisy crowd, and only asked Xin Li with a smile: "Who do you say is the cat?" ”

Xin Li looked innocent when he heard this, scratched his head with one hand and said, "It's indeed a cat," Seeing that Yurong's face changed slightly, he also reacted to the slight ambiguity in his words, and hurriedly turned his head and picked up the fluffy ball on the ground and held it up in front of him: "This!" ”

Most girls like fluffy things, and Yurong is no exception, when she looks at the fluffy golden ball in Xin Li's hand, she is not calm: "Ah, it's so cute, this is a cat?" As he spoke, he reached out and touched it.

Rong Yuan slowly pulled back Yurong's hand that wanted to touch the cat, and elegantly spit out a word: "Dirty." ”

Yurong looked at the lump nested in Xin Li's arms, it seemed that the hair was a little dirty when it was stained with mud, and then looked down at his slender and clean hands, and felt that what Rong Yuan said was very true, so he decisively withdrew the hand that had been stretched out halfway, and nodded approvingly at Rong Yuan: "Well, it is indeed a little dirty." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a golden figure swishing in front of me, drawing an incomparably regular parabola in the air, Yurong remained motionless, and looked down at the cat that was tightly holding his lower abdomen: "You let go." ”

The golden cat dumplings seemed to understand Yurong's words, their four paws tightened, raised their heads and stared at Yurong without shyness, and shouted twice as if provocatively: Meow, Lord Ben just won't let go, what can you do with me?

Yurong loosened his fingers, glanced at the rounded fingers of his nails, and then at the cat ball lying on his body, and raised his hands as if he had made a lot of determination and threatened: "If you don't go down, I'll throw you outside the city wall!" Mao Tuanzi was still indifferent, and Yurong had no choice but to stretch out his hand.

Rong Yuan looked at the side with a smile for a long time, and when he saw that Yurong was about to stretch out his hand, he grabbed her again, looking at Yurong's eyes looking at him inquiringly, Rong Yuan's phoenix eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the Laipi cat, and his face was light and light: "Go down." ”

The golden cat group immediately jumped down from Yurong's body, meowed twice at Rong Yuan's flattering meow, and then turned around Rong Yuan: Meow, my lord, you are so handsome, meow, my lord, you should be my lord, oh no, the owner of this cat, meow.

Yurong arched his hand towards Rong Yuan: "Rong Shizi is really gorgeous, and now even the cat is worshipping under your pomegranate pants, the little woman really admires and admires." "This person is a little better temperament, a little more talented, a little better looking, even cats listen to him like this, this world of faces······

"Rong Shizi is so handsome, and his whole body is full of interpretation of what temperament is!" The girl's aftermath has not disappeared, and now it is rising again.

"If I become the young lady next to Rong Shizi, I'm afraid I will faint happily."

Rong Yuan sighed leisurely: "Then when will Rong'er be able to fall for me?" With that, he stared straight at the jade face in front of him.

Yurong felt that Rong Yuan's frequency of teasing her was too high, so she decided to ignore this sentence, patted Rong Yuan's shoulder and diverted the topic very casually: "Hey, Rong Yuan, where are we going to choose a birthday gift?" ”

Seeing the expected reaction, the fingertips in Rong Yuan's sleeves trembled slightly, gently rubbing the fine clothes, and the angular side face was freehand: "Treasure Pavilion." "After that, the white robe moves step by step, the wind is slightly fluttering, more noble than the chivalrous chic, compared to the prince and the prince Sheng, it is very indifferent, it is really a long song with a smile.

Yurong hurriedly followed, and hurried to Rong Yuan's side, Yurong couldn't help asking, "Why don't you let others get close to you within three steps?" ”

"I don't." Rong Yuan's clothes are in the wind, and his steps do not stop.

Yurong was stunned, shook his head and looked at the void of more than a meter around him, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to refute, he heard Rong Yuan say: "It's that they refuse to walk within three steps of me." ”

The man in front of him was still tall and long, dressed in white, with a slight smile and a slight smile, but Yurong heard a deep loneliness from these words. The height is unbearable, thinking of the aura of a genius girl on her head in the 21st century, and then looking at the national male god of Nanchu in front of her, Yurong can't help but feel a strong sense of pity for the master from her heart. Yes, Xin Li was also by his side, and the South Gate Jing Shuoyu Prince also casually approached him within three steps, and he was nothing special. It's just that she is silent when others scream for him, and she sees him as a person who is as good as herself when others see him as a god.

"Rong Yuan, I understand your loneliness." Yu Rong sighed lowly. The pressure of not being able to step off the altar in one blow and win in the face of so many halos is a kind of loneliness insulated from the dazzling glory of defeat, because you have to be accustomed to success, because everyone thinks you can do it easily.

Hearing this, Rong Yuan stopped, glanced back, the pink-clothed girl in front of him had distant eyes, her palm-sized goose egg face was glowing with a faint luster like clotted jade, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her lips were like tooth shells, and her calm eyes contained a trace of Ren Er's self-reliant tenacity.

At this moment, he was even more determined in his mind, his liking for her, where is there no reason, this is fate, obviously it is not a posture of alluring the country and the city, not so bright and delicate, but he stopped in his heart at a glance, as if everything was logical, as if, she was born to be a rib of his Rongyuan.

Pedestrians came and went on the street, but the two of them only saw each other's eyes in the endless stream, and after looking at each other for a long time, Yurong touched his stomach and said with a smile: "Rong Yuan, let's eat something first, you must be hungry." ”

Rong Yuan took in Yurong's small movements, stepped forward and touched Yurong's stomach: "Well, I'm indeed hungry." ”

Yurong blushed suddenly, and when he was about to take away someone's shameless salty pig hand, the extremely slender salty pig hand had already been slowly put back.

"Where are we going to eat? Are you going back to the palace? Yurong looked up and asked.

"Just find a store." Rong Yuan walked slowly and replied in a low voice, his eyes full of smiles.

Yurong walked behind Rong Yuan, and when she heard this, she was stunned, can this cleanliness habit accept eating out? Catching up with Rong Yuan, he asked, "Aren't you, do you have a habit of cleanliness?" ”

Hearing the cautious tone of the man behind him, Rong Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Cleanliness? ”

Yurong raised her hand and patted her head: "Ah, that's what we say there." ”

Rong Yuan quickly clasped Yurong's hand, held it in his hand and said with a heartfelt voice: "It's better to hold you, I'm not smart in the first place, and I still knock my head." ”

Yurong was stunned for a moment, and the palm held by Rong Yuan immediately sweated, and he struggled slightly, but he didn't succeed, and he earned it again······ So a certain girl fell into a dead cycle of not being able to break free and earn again.

Rong Yuan squinted, and his eyes were bent into crescent moons: "Go on, you haven't said what cleanliness is." ”

Yurong's attention was successfully diverted: "Cleanliness is to like cleanliness too much, and it turns out to be a disease." Such people may have psychological problems. For example, you can't tolerate a trace of dust on your clothes, and ah, the cat just now is clearly not dirty, and you still look disgusted. ”

The slender fingers touched the palm of the little hand he was holding, and he noticed that Yurong's palms were sweaty, and Rong Yuan smiled even more: "Probably no one will walk around in dirty clothes, I look disgusted because I don't like cats." ”

A golden arc swished through Rong Yuan and landed on Yurong's skirt again, Yurong took the opportunity to pull out his hand and pick up the cat, touched the cat's head and said: "Haha, this cat has been following us all the time, so fond of pounce, you can call pounce." ”

There was still the fiery temperature of Yurong's palm in his hand, Rong Yuan looked at the golden cat group in front of him, his face turned black successfully, and Rong Shizi, who was as high as the sun in the clouds, stretched out a hand, pinched a cat with great disgust and threw it to Xin Li, who had been trying to reduce his sense of existence. Xin Li caught the flutter steadily, wanting to cry without tears.

Yurong saw Rong Yuan's appearance, and hurriedly said, "Okay, Rong Jieji, let's go to dinner quickly." ”