Ming Yulong was looked at by his eyes, his heart was full of guilt, he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he lowered his head and wanted to pinch himself.

At that time, she was really in a hurry, so she stuffed it to Sima Xiang.

God knows how reluctant she is, and hesitates for a long time.

At that time, I really didn't expect that there would be such earth-shaking changes in the future.

Emotional matters are very delicate.

Just like her and Rong Yi, they originally thought it was an unclimbable Mount Everest, but when they mustered up the courage to take a step, they found that all that had been blocking the front was a layer of window paper.

With a gentle kiss, he turned the mountains into flattens, and the end of the world became a hand.

Those worries and worries were no longer grounds for her refusal.

But, that handkerchief!

Ming Yulong turned his head and walked towards the middle of Xingyue Square, "No, I'm going to find Sima Xiang to get it back!" ”

Rong Yi looked at her with a smile, "What you gave to others, or in public, and now you go to ask for it back, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed?" ”

"No matter how embarrassing you are, you have to come back!" Ming Yulong looked resolute, "That's my thing, I gave it to people with a hot brain before, and now I have found a mistake, even if it is ridiculed by people, I have to come back!" ”

Rong Yi sighed sadly, "Even if you go and want to come back, the fact that you sent it away will not change." ”

Ming Yulong scratched her head, she really didn't do it right, but she did it all, and there was no time machine to save it, she looked at Rong Yi with a pitiful wink at her index finger,

"I was wrong."

Rong Yi raised his head to show the perfect sad angle at a forty-five degree angle, "I heard that the things that people are destined for are all embroidered by women themselves, if only Long'er could give me one." ”

Although Zhilu Dao was obviously "robbing while the fire was on", Ming Yulong felt guilty in his heart, and after glancing at him, he muttered:

"It's nothing to embroider, but what I'm best at is nailing buttons, don't dislike it if you don't embroider well."

"It's Long'er who is so smart, she will definitely embroider it." Rong Yifeng's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes revealed a gentle smile.

He said so, and he had nothing to say, Ming Yulong only hoped that the difficulty he wanted would not be too high.

"I'll send you one, where do you want to embroider?"

"It's good to embroider here." Rong Yi looked at her, a smile spread out at the corner of his pale lips, and spread his palms towards her.

Palm? It's bloody.

Ming Yulong still felt a little strange, and saw a ball of arches drilled out under his smooth wide robe.

First the plush little head, then the round body, the yellow hair clasp crawled out, holding a pure white magnolia flower on the two front paws, and the big fluffy tail was dedicated to Rong Yi.

Ming Yulong's eyes lit up, and his hand quickly snatched it from under its claws, and said in surprise: "Isn't this your magnolia flower?" How in the buckle claw? ”

"Meow!" Buckle the bright claws, dead woman, don't you want this magnolia flower? Why are you robbing me again!

Rong Yi touched the back of the fried kitten, and smoothed the hair a little bit, "Then you have to ask about the buckle." ”

"Meow!" Buckle squinted at Ming Yulong with disdain.

This is the master's thing, how can it be given to others casually?

When the master "taught" the dead woman well, it came out and took away the handkerchief!