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The courtyard door of Nan's house was opened, and Nan Xiang walked out, she was wearing a plain dress today, with a pure white lace placket and cuffs, and a pale cyan skirt hooked with Nan Xiang's favorite daffodil. The hair was slightly curled, and the hair was occasionally blown on her face by the naughty spring breeze, Nan Qian frowned a little unhappily, and the tears in the corners of her eyes made this action look pitiful. The spring breeze became more and more naughty, and her hair was a little messy, and Nan Qian put on the Breton hat with the gauze in her hand. The tulle hid half of her small face, and her spring-like eyes and willowy eyebrows were hidden. The hazy beauty of holding the pipa and half-covering the face.

In the early morning, smoke rose from the streets and alleys, and Nan Qian walked a little boredly in the alley, and the windbreaker Pan Canmiao held in his hand was wet with some fog and dew that had not yet dispersed. This is a walk she has to take every day, whether it is to see the boatman at the dock, to listen to the sound of reading aloud at the entrance of the school, or to go to the vegetable market to buy food.

Nan Xiang couldn't guess Pan Canmiao, although Pan Canmiao said that she had a little bit of Nan Qian, she couldn't see through her, just like the smoke was obviously in front of her, but she couldn't catch it, and she was about to catch it, and it was blown away by the wind.

"Why haven't you seen Sanshui yet!" Going around and around deliberately to meet the rickshaw driver Sanshui's Nan Xiang, some of them kicked the bluestone under the sandals, and the stones were kicked and rolled on the stone road.

Pan Canmiao, the Sanshui brother of Nanxiang, two streets away, was running wildly with a rickshaw, drinking too much wine at night and getting up late.

"It's not easy for Pan Ye!" Shadow and Kuroko sat in the tea restaurant eating morning tea, looking at the back of Pan Canmiao pulling a rickshaw outside the restaurant.

"It's not easy for Pan Ye!" Across the street, subordinate B and subordinate A in the department store looked at Pan Canmiao, who was outside the window, and also made the same exclamation.

Nan Xiang lowered his head and kicked Brother Sanshui, who didn't know how many stones were waiting for him, and suddenly Nan Xiang straightened his waist and looked at the scenery by the lake with his bag elegantly.

"Sister Nanqian is taking a walk again!" Pan Canmiao panted and stopped the rickshaw to Nan Xiang in a broken dialect to say hello to her.

Nan Qian looked at Sanshui, who was sweating profusely and his hair was messy, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat with an elegant demeanor. This action made Pan Canmiao feel that running three streets was nothing, even if he was pulling a rickshaw and chasing Nanqian for ten streets, he was willing.

The smoke waves are floating, the lake is flowing, the feelings are surging, there is a swan frog secretly hiding in the lotus leaf by the lotus leaf to watch it, and the pedestrian's evaluation of Nanxiang and the rickshaw driver should be the same. The toad wants to eat swan meat, and the people at the bottom are all contrasted. When the elegant Nan Xiang or Nan Xiang stood with Pan Canmiao, either the sparrow turned into a phoenix, or the toad wanted to eat swan meat.

"Thank you, thank you!" The temperament is not false even if it is a ragged beggar, Pan Canmiao secretly used an accent to make Nan Xiang happy, he knew that Nan Qian had no self-confidence, or why would he become a coachman and chase her and tie her back directly to be a daughter-in-law.

"Busy sports cars today?" Hmph, no matter how busy the sports car is, it can't leave me aside! Nan Qian stomped his foot in his heart and continued the second half of the sentence.

Pan Canmiao nodded and waved her hand to let Nan Xiang get on the rickshaw, and Nan Xiang helped her skirt to get on the rickshaw elegantly.

"Where are you going today?" Pan Canmiao pulled into the car and turned around to talk to Nan Xiang.

Nan Qian was about to open his mouth and say to Brother Sanshui casually, but when he saw that he was still holding Pan Canmiao's windbreaker in his hand, he frowned, looked at the windbreaker and was annoyed, and scolded Pan Canmiao ten thousand times in his heart.

"Pan-style manor." Nan Xiang's red lips rose slightly, and she felt that she should still send this dress back to others, so as not to harass herself at night. Pan Canmiao is very good, but how did he climb his identity? It's better to live a down-to-earth life with his Sanshui brother. Thinking in her heart, Nan Qian took off her hat and smiled at Pan Canmiao.

Hearing that she was going to her own house, Pan Canmiao felt inexplicably empty, what did she do when she came to her house? I didn't ask her to come! Pan Canmiao looked at Nan Xiang, who was smiling brightly at herself, and couldn't help but let out a laugh, and this laughter naturally spread in Nan Xiang's ears without any disguise.

Nan Qian was slightly stunned when he heard this laughter, why is it a little familiar, Brother Sanshui's voice is not like this! Nan Xiang's eyes were full of doubts.

Pan Canmiao, who showed his horse's feet, was so weak that his hands holding the rickshaw were a little sweaty, and the hands holding knives and guns were about to disarm and surrender just because of the eyes of the beauty.

"I've been practicing your words here lately, which is Mandarin!" Pan Canmiao said inarticulately.

The crappy accent made Nan Qian laugh out loud and immediately forgot what happened just now, seeing Nan Xiang forget what happened just now, Pan Canmiao was both happy and speechless, why is her little daughter-in-law so stupid!

"Sister Xiang smiles and looks good!" Pan Canmiao controlled herself, turned her head away, stopped looking at Nan Qian, and began to concentrate on pulling the car.

Nan Qian smiled, sat in the rickshaw, and played with a small jade pendant in his hand. Pan Canmiao pulled the car quickly, feeling that one day he would become the first person to pull a rickshaw in Furong City, and the rickshaw driver was walking like flying, and there was only one Pan Canmiao.

"What's the situation?" The shadow and sunspot who were riding bicycles in the back watched their Pan Ye pull the rickshaw and run towards the manor.

"Pan Ye finally can't help but occupy Nan's sister-in-law!" Kuroko ate buns and hugged the shadow waist in the back seat.

"I don't know." The shadow is talking and riding the bike fast! A wicked smile appeared on his face that Kuroko couldn't see.

Kuroko was startled and screamed and hugged the shadow's waist tightly, the shadow laughed loudly, and Kuroko reached out and pinched his waist.

Pan Canmiao, who was pulling the rickshaw bitterly, watched his subordinates flirting behind him, and pulled the rickshaw fast with envy and hatred, eager to fly, and childishly left his subordinates behind.

"You, you slow down Brother Sanshui, I'm not in a hurry to pay attention to my feet." Nan Qian was startled and opened his mouth with some reproach.

Pan Canmiao nodded, her heart was beautiful, her little daughter-in-law really felt sorry for herself. Lifting her feet, Pan Canmiao remembered what her subordinates said last night, turned her head and glanced at Nan Qian's feet, who were not wearing high heels today.

Nan Xiang, who was suddenly stared at, was a little embarrassed, and her unpowdered face turned red without rouge. Pan Canmiao also felt that it was not appropriate to stare at other people's feet all the time, so she quickly withdrew her eyes.

"I'm just curious why the girl didn't wear high heels!" Pan Canmiao stammered.

"My feet hurt, they're all blistered!" Nan Qian is a little aggrieved, and his feet are still a little sore now.

Pan Canmiao nodded and quickly pulled the rickshaw, wanting to quickly change her little daughter-in-law's shoes and apply medicine.

Pan Canmiao stopped the car at the gate of the manor, Nan Xiang opened the purse and wanted to give him money, Pan Canmiao shook her head and pulled the rickshaw and ran.

He had already received a notice from the shadow of the sunspot, and his subordinate B who was standing at the door glanced at the back of his Pan Ye leaving, and sighed, The speed of the car is getting faster and faster.

"Find your Pan Ye!" Nan Qian opened his mouth coldly and spoke to his subordinate B.

Subordinate B opened the door and invited Nan Xiang in, Nan Xiang moved his feet and walked slowly, complaining in his heart. I have money and nowhere to spend to live in such a big house, and I have to walk for so long. Nan Qian scolded Pan Canmiao again in her heart, and her annoyed brows were tightly wrinkled.

Nan Qian was still slowly entering the manor, and Pan Canmiao had already left the rickshaw and ran to the back door of his manor, and quickly climbed over the wall to the back of the manor, and then picked up the ladder of the courtyard wall and climbed the window to his bedroom.

Pan Canmiao gasped and hurriedly took off her torn clothes, went to take a shower, then changed into a suit, and got a sassy hairstyle, and after spraying perfume, Pan Canmiao finally sat on the bed tired and panted.

After pouring a few sips of herbal tea, Pan Canmiao swept the medicine and high heels in front of her bedside and went downstairs in a hurry. "Pan....", "Beauty...", Pan Canmiao, who hurriedly went downstairs, looked at Nan Qian, and the two of them spoke at the same time.

"Why is the beauty here?" Pan Canmiao calmly put the medicine and shoe box on the table and sat on the sofa.

The manor is too big, the road is too long, and Nan Qian, who has walked for a long time, has a very painful foot and a fire in his heart, looking at Pan Canmiao, who is holding Erlang's legs improperly, and does not give him a good face. "Return the clothes!" Nan Qian threw the windbreaker on Pan Canmiao, and turned around to leave.

"Beauty, don't go!" Pan Canmiao stood up and grabbed Nan Qian's arm.

"Are you okay?" Nan Xiang pulled his arm out of Pan Canmiao's hand.

Pan Canmiao didn't smile angrily and took her hand again, held her tightly, and pulled Nan Qian to the sofa and sat down.

"You've got a foot injury!" Pan Canmiao took down the medicine on the table, took out a box of ointment and poured it on his hand, and then gently lifted one of Nan Xiang's feet to apply the ointment.

This action came too suddenly, and Nan Qian was a little at a loss. "You, how do you know my feet."

"It's not short, you don't need to wear high heels!" Pan Canmiao didn't answer Nan Xiang's question, she lowered her head and concentrated on medicating Nan Xiang's feet, and gave her a gentle massage while taking the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Pan Canmiao put the newly bought low-heeled high heels on Nan Xiang's feet, these comfortable and fitting high heels are expensive enough to buy ten pairs of Nan Xiang's shoes.

"Eat people's mouths are short, and take people's hands short." Nan Qian retracted her feet, Pan Canmiao didn't speak, grabbed her feet back with a slight force, and put on her high heels.

"I'll give you as much as I want." Nan Qian opened the purse and wanted to give Pan Canmiao money.

Pan Canmiao, who knew that Nan Qian would be like this, smiled and quoted a price that she couldn't give herself money for selling the house.

"I don't want it so expensive!" Nan Xiang withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"Beauty, take my heart." Pan Canmiao and Nan Qian are scoundrels.

Nan Xiang shook his head, put on his sandals, carried his bag, and turned around to leave, Pan Canmiao grabbed Nan Xiang back reluctantly.

"Pan Ye, where did I tell you not to look at it!" Pan Canmiao was a little dissatisfied, why did Nan Xiang smile at herself when she was a rickshaw driver, why did Pan Canmiao have a cold nose and a cold face towards herself.

Pan Canmiao grabbed Nan Qian back to the sofa, propped her arms on the sofa and imprisoned her under herself.

"I have a sweetheart!" Nan Xiang, who was surrounded by Pan Canmiao's males, was a little nervous and said this.

"Who is it?" Pan Canmiao asked Nan Qian with a smile.

"Li Gouleft!" The nervous Nan Qian casually said a name.

Pan Canmiao, who didn't hear Brother Sanshui's answer, darkened her face and was a little sad at the same time, her little daughter-in-law likes the old man with a child next door to their house!?

"Say it again!" Pan Canmiao's tone was a little colder.

"Don't look like you're going to kill!" Nan Xiang and Pan Canmiao roared.

"I'll beat whoever you like!" Pan Canmiao and Nan Qian shouted at each other.

Nan Qian's heart trembled, he didn't think about it with intelligence, fortunately he didn't say Brother Sanshui's name just now, if he said it, wouldn't it affect him!

"Bullying people, it's amazing to ask for money!" Nan Qian was yelled at a little aggrieved.

"I, I'm sorry I'm in a bit of a hurry." Pan Canmiao involuntarily lowered her voice, not seeing her little daughter-in-law a little aggrieved and unhappy.

Nan Xiang snorted and pushed Pan Canmiao away forcefully, picked up the bag and left, Pan Canmiao looked at Nan Xiang's back in frustration.

"Why don't you eat before you leave?" Pan Canmiao spoke to Nan Qian in a low voice, with a strong sense of prayer in her voice.

Hearing Pan Canmiao's voice talking to him, Nan Xiang was inexplicably a little lost in his heart, Pan Canmiao said to himself that he was really good, but what about the rich kid himself, if he gave him hope, he would hurt him again. What's more, Pan Canmiao may just like the name and appearance of Nan Xiang. Nan Xiang gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward. "I actually like Pan Canmiao a little! What about Brother Sanshui? What a bad guy you are! Nan Qian thought about a bunch of messy questions in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and her eyes became more and more red and hot.

"What's wrong with you, beauty?" Pan Canmiao, who sensed that Nan Qian was wrong, stepped forward to look at her.

"I can't do it with you!" Nan Xiang sniffed, ignoring the pain in his feet, and quickly opened the door and left.

Pan Canmiao stood at the door and shook her head with a wry smile, how could her little daughter-in-law be... I'm also stupid, I confessed directly just now, telling Nan Qian that I like her, and I'm Sanshui who knows her secret.

"Alas!" Pan Canmiao sighed and stood on the steps at the door, watching Nan Qian walk out of his manor step by step.

"Master, you are going to prepare to confess directly to your sister-in-law tomorrow!" Shadow and Kuroko walked over and talked to Pan Canmiao.

"Confession! Pan Ye, I'm not afraid of the king of heaven, and I'm afraid of chasing a daughter-in-law! Pan Canmiao slapped her thigh and stood up.

"Ahh Pan Canmiao forgot about the pillar behind her, and hit her head hard.

"Pan Ye!" Shadow and Kuroko were startled and went to help Pan Canmiao, who was a little unsteady.

"Master, it's okay!" Pan Canmiao's eyes flashed with gold stars and touched her red forehead.

"Master, I'm paying attention!" Kuroko, who had a lot of ghost ideas, looked at Pan Canmiao and Shadow.

"What?" Pan Canmiao and Shadow looked at Kuroko suspiciously.

"We told Nan Xiang that you hit your head and lost your memory, and then bit and said that you are his man, we begged Nan Xiang to let him take care of you today, and then you have a close and long time together. Even if you don't fall in love for a long time, you can have a showdown with him and confess! Kuroko said in one breath.

The three of them exchanged a look.