Those hundred and eighty or something are like clouds that let the wind blow away them.

"Really?" Rong Yi looked up at the faint little crescent moon and the endless darkness on the ink-colored sky, smiled slightly, and hugged Ming Yulong in his arms,

"My life and ideals are all about how to become Long'er's insider, since Long'er wants to talk, we might as well change the location and have an in-depth discussion?"

Is this person too good at stitches and needles, and will not let go of any opportunity to tease her?

And this pit was dug by herself, she dug one after another, and the one who jumped into it the most was herself, what a failure!

Ming Yulong glared at him, "As a prince of the palace, shouldn't your life and ideals make the palace more magnificent and shocking at home and abroad?" ”

Rong Yi sighed regretfully, his eyes were full of regret, "I used to be like this, but since I had Long'er, my life ideals have changed." ”

Childe, is it a bit of a good idea?

How can you take a woman as your life's ideal?

Although I think so, my heart is very sweet, which woman doesn't want to occupy the most important position in her lover's heart.

Even if it's a love story, it's just as moving.

She was sweet in her heart, and on the surface she tried her best to endure it, pretending not to care, and when she heard a voice coming from in front of her, she gently slapped him,

"Let go of me, openly molesting the folk girl on the road, if others see it, wouldn't it damage my reputation!"

"It's okay, I'll see it when I see it, so that I can marry Long'er back better." Although he said this, Rong Yi still let go of his hand.

Ming Yulong knew that he had always been a measured person, and when to do something, he had a ruler in his heart, and if the two exposed their relationship too early, they would have the upper hand in terms of affection and etiquette, which would not be conducive to dealing with it in the future.

Coming out of the forest, there is a small street not far away, and there are not many people setting up stalls, and there are not many people coming. Most of them are some old people, maybe they picked out items today, and they didn't occupy a place, so they can only put them here to earn a little pocket money.

Due to Rong Yi's special habits and his identity, such a small street is more suitable for the two of them to visit.

Ming Yulong's purpose is very clear, and the places where his eyes stay are all stalls selling rouge gouache.

Rong Yi saw that every time she stopped in front of a vendor, she had to take someone's lip grease and smell it, then wrinkled her little eyebrows and put it down, and finally sniffed a lip grease that didn't look very inconspicuous on the outside, but instead asked the vendor with a smile how much it was, raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Are you picking the scent of lipstick?"

"It's not." Ming Yulong thought that he was a big man and didn't know the secrets of the skin care products used by women in the Dao Dao, so she took the box of lip balm and shook it in front of his eyes, "It doesn't matter the fragrance of the lip balm, the main thing is the ingredients inside." When I smelled it just now, the smell of lead was very strong, and if I ate this, it would not be good for my health. ”

Rong Yi took the lip grease and sniffed it from her, "This one has a faint rose fragrance." ”

"Well, this one is very fresh when you smell it, it is made by extracting spices from roses, absorbing the flavor of spices with hot wine, and boiling with butter, which is pure and natural."

When I used to study, there was a classmate in the dormitory who was handmade by hand, and many things were made by himself.