In front of Qian Nawei, Mi Yun was very nervous.

He was actually very afraid, afraid that the beautiful, charming, noble and elegant girl in front of him would refuse, refuse to communicate with him, refuse to talk to him.

The two were in two completely opposite classes, one heavenly and the other earthly.

Qian Nawei has lived in the Wuhun Hall since she was a child, what she wants, there are countless money and resources, compared to ordinary people, it is a noble black swan flying in the sky, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

And Mi Yun's family situation is similar to Tang San's family, he was born in a poor village, and with the martial soul given by the dragon god, he finished junior high school, and then came to Shrek.

Ten gold soul coins a month is his only income.

Usually Mi Yun eats most of his own corn martial spirits, and he doesn't dare to buy fried rice outside, let alone the morning tea that Qian Nawei often drinks.

Qiannawei's clothes are set a day, and each set is extremely noble, all of which are precious and splendid.

And the clothes on Mi Yun's body, there are two sets of washes, which are exactly the same as Qian Nawei's guess, they have been worn for many years, and the old ones are not presentable, they are a little better than tattered patches.

Two people, really not people of the same world.

If he is more sensible, Mi Yun should stay as far away as possible from people like Qian Nawei, and the upper class and the lower class will never have any contact.

Even the people of the lower class give their all, in the eyes of the people of the upper class, they are all gray and not worth mentioning.

In the end, licking the dog to the end is left with nothing, and will never get a trace of mercy from the upper classes.

However, Mi Yun can't be rational.

He really likes Qiannawei, likes her voice and smile, and likes her noble and elegant, intellectual and warm temperament.

Although the exchange is likely to be poured cold water, Mi Yun knows that if he does not take the first step, there will never be any chance.

Fortunately, Qian Nawei is not an iceberg beauty like Zhu Zhuqing.

She smiled, and her attitude was neither salty nor cold, neither hot nor cold.

"Hello, my name is Qiannawei."

"You...... Hello. Mi Yun's face was a little hot and red, and she unconsciously turned to the side again.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head sharply and spoke incoherently and babblingly.

"Navi, you...... You're really ...... today. True...... It's so beautiful, this dress ...... Very...... Perfect for you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Yun lowered his head nervously, stuffed his hands in front of him, and felt some smoke on his head.

What am I talking about!

Mi Yun slapped himself in the mouth, unable to tell whether he was nervous or afraid.

He cautiously moved his gaze upwards to observe Qiannawei's face.

Opposite Mi Yun, Qian Nawei smiled softly.

For the praise of others, Qian Nawei has always been very happy to accept, even if the person who praises herself does not look down on it at all.

She lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, bowed her knees slightly, and bowed.

"Thank you."

With that, she turned gracefully away.

Mi Yun was like a treasure, and her face was full of excitement and happiness.

For Mi Yun now, Qian Nawei can make him extremely satisfied and happy all day long just by smiling back.

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In front of the playground, Mo Shengnan, who was wearing a white wrapper, walked in front of the tall Dai Mubai in the surprised eyes of everyone.

She stared at the man in front of her with provocative eyes, put her hands on her waist, and said domineeringly: "Yo, are you Dai Mubai?" What do you think? Do you dare to fight with my mother? ”

Dai Mubai frowned.