Nangong Ping stepped forward with a smile, dragged Xiao Yu's hand, and walked straight forward.

His hand, wide and warm, clutched the back of Xiao Yu's cool little hand, there was a kind of arrogance, a kind of undoubted.

Belch! Under our Xiao Yu's eyes, it is clear, it is just a special casual person who accompanies the chatter, what are you pulling and pulling like this!

Xiao Yu couldn't help but be in a hurry, and pulled his hand hard, thinking about trying to shake off his restraint. It's just that the more he struggles, the tighter his grip becomes.

Directly ignoring Xiao Yu's struggle, Nangong Ping still added idly:

"From the day the king made up his mind to go after you, he commanded them to get two good carriages waiting for him. One is mine, and the other is yours. This king also thought that if he was lucky enough to find you this time, it would be a great joy for all four corners. If the king can't find you this time, then the second car, the king will keep it empty, and the clothes you bought in advance will also keep them all the time. Thank goodness you still came. ”

Xiao Yu pursed her lips vigorously and did not speak.

In my heart, I just felt that it was messy, and I couldn't figure it out for a while.

Some things, if you can clearly distinguish right from wrong, then it is not a big deal.

However, when you are in the middle of it, if you don't distinguish between joy and sorrow, right and wrong, then it is really difficult.

Xiao Yu, who was holding hands and walking forward, was like this at the moment.

However, no matter how hard he couldn't sort out his thoughts, Xiao Yu was embarrassed to struggle harder, so he had to let him lead him into a magnificent and luxurious pumpkin cart.

When the curtain in the carriage was lifted, several sets of gorgeous dresses hung on the walls of the carriage.

Xiao Yu reluctantly sorted out his thoughts, and finally recognized the simplest fact now.

After talking about it for a long time, it probably means that there are so many exquisite clothes, all of which are the outfits that I must wear in the next few days, right?!

It's like the dance clothes you used to wear when you danced, or the black tights you used to wear when you were a killer.

Mmmm, we Xiao Yu have killed such strange monsters, are you afraid of wearing so many gorgeous clothes?!

No matter how beautiful the skirt is, it can't hide my sister's chic nature!

Thinking like this, Xiao Yu didn't hesitate any longer, took a set of light blue dresses that looked quite pleasing to the eye, put them on her body neatly, and then washed her face in front of the small makeup table, combed her makeup, combed her hair, and then slowly walked out.

Nangong Ping didn't know when, he had already entered the wide carriage.

It seems that he has been sitting here alone for quite some time. Under the bright pearl light, he sat there a little lonely, carrying a small wine jug, leaning against the wall of the carriage, and was boredly pouring himself a drink there.

Seeing Xiao Yu come out, his eyes trembled, and he stretched out his hand to pour wine, and suddenly paused in the air.

A line of fine wine poured out of the small pot in his hand, and fell into the cup in front of him, gradually filling until it overflowed, and the person who poured the wine was unaware of it.

Xiao Yu sighed slightly, walked over, and took the small wine jug for him:

"Lord Wang, this wine is a good wine, it smells very fragrant, but don't spoil it."

Nangong Ping came back to his senses at this time, and said with a low smile:

"Yu'er, when I saw you before, you were all preparing to dance, or you were busy practicing dancing, all of them were wearing makeup, covering up your original appearance, this king has been used to seeing beauties since he was a child, but he didn't think there was anything new. However, the first time I saw your plain makeup today, I felt delicate and elegant, and it was very eye-catching. It's rare that you have such a good martial arts root bones, but you were born with such a beautiful appearance, but the king is a little out of shape, ashamed, ashamed! ”