"Hey, where are you going?" Yang Xiaomian looked at the flowing black hair on his back as he walked.

His hair was black and shiny, and it was draped vertically on his thin back shoulders, and he looked not so thin from the back, but his shoulders were slightly raised, and he looked a little old.

Yang Xiaomian sighed in her heart, what kind of illness did he have, causing a young person to become as sick as he is now.

Compared to his brother Olan Shuqing, he seems to be much older.

"Let's go." Ao Lan came to the shoe shop with a slight affection, and kept pulling Yang Xiaomian in.

Yang Xiaomian walked in and looked back and forth at the shoes around her, most of them were embroidered shoes, and the coarse cloth shoes worn by men, and there were very few delicate cloth boots.

Probably because there are ordinary people below, there are not many good shoes.

"Show me this." Ao Lan Weiqing is holding a pair of white cloth boots in his hand, and the fur ears on the cloth boots are playful and cute.

"What size shoes do you wear?" Ao Lan asked with affection as he looked at the white cloth boots in his hand.

"I'm ......" Yang Xiaomian moved her feet, and she really didn't know how big shoes to wear.

The pestle didn't speak for a long time, embarrassed to say, and couldn't speak, the heart said that such a big person, I don't know how big shoes I wear, is it a little too stupid!

She swallowed her saliva and squirmed her lips for a long time without spitting out a word.

Ao Lan looked at her squirming and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't know what size shoes I wear." Yang Xiaomian endured it for a long time, bowed her head and said.

Hearing the low weak laughter in front of her, her face turned red, red to the base of her neck, and quietly raised her eyes to look at Ao Lan who was talking to the shopkeeper, her head was buzzing, and she didn't hear what he said clearly, and saw the shopkeeper bring a cloth ruler.

Squatting beside him and measuring the length and width of his feet with a cloth ruler, Yang Xiaomian couldn't help but move his little feet.

Still a little embarrassed, I watched the shopkeeper stand up and walk over with a white cloth boot.

"Childe, this girl is suitable for wearing these shoes, this kind of shoes are the best to wear, and they are particularly beautiful to wear on the feet, and the price is not very expensive-"

"Here you go." Ao Lan Weiqing immediately interrupted the shopkeeper's tirade, put a piece of silver on the cabinet next to him, pulled Yang Xiaomian to the side of the bench, and looked at her with both hands on her shoulders.

"You sit down first, and I'll put it on for you."

"No, I can wear it myself." Yang Xiaomian grabbed Ao Lan's comfortable hand and took a step back, her face flushed slightly.

Ao Lan Weiqing is okay, but some are too close, and some are too hot to stand it.

She sat on a small bench, her head bowed and her shoes were put on her feet.

The set was in a hurry, and the shoes were worn incorrectly.

Yang Xiaomian: "......"

She hurriedly took off her shoes, and at this time a pair of hands were covered on her hands, a little rough and some dry, and the hot Yang Xiaomian's heart jumped, and she retracted her hand like an electric shock.

Looking up at Ao Lan's slightly gloomy and somewhat warm eyes, her breath jumped.

Ignore his yellow, withered face.

"You ......"

"I'll help you." Ao Lan squatted slightly, holding her leg with one hand, and holding the boots on her feet with the other hand, she gently retreated, and retreated easily.

Yang Xiaomian looked at his lowered eyebrows blankly, and clearly saw that the pair of long rows of eyelashes were jet black.

His calf was numb when he held it, Yang Xiaomian held his breath and looked at him seriously......

Time passed slowly, and Yang Xiaomian's head was buzzing.

"Alright." Ao Lan put both shoes on her feet, looked up, and met her eyes in a daze.

was also stunned for a moment, those eyes were as blue as the sea, and Ao Lan was slammed into his heart when he saw it.

"Hmm." He silently withdrew his gaze, exhaled deeply, and coughed against the corner of his lips.

I was a little moved by her look.

The pale lips curled and looked at her: "Alright, get up." ”

He stretched out his hand slowly, and his slightly yellowed fingers were straight and powerful under Yang Xiaomian's eyelids.

Yang Xiaomian looked at his palm blankly, and after a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and put it in his palm.

As he stood up, his shoes were warm, and his feet were warm.

Her heart swirled, and she turned her head to quietly look at Ao Lan's slightly affectionate side face, the angular features and cheekbones were highlighted, and she could even see the collapsed cheeks on his cheeks.

"You ......" Yang Xiaomian opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything in the back words, and she couldn't say it.

After holding it for a long time, he swallowed it back into his stomach, and he walked out with his hand.

Walking on the road, Yang Xiaomian's heart went up and down, and quietly turned her head to look at Ao Lan who was walking beside her.

He was a little hunched and walked slowly with one hand behind his back.

He still seemed to be tired, his eyes narrowed from time to time, and his body exuded a sickly weakness.

"Thank you." Yang Xiaomian said a few words.

Ao Lan, who listened to it, laughed slightly, and said as he walked: "It's not a big deal, if you are short of things in the future, you can come to me." ”

"Hmm." Yang Xiaomian nodded lightly, she really didn't want to trouble him in her heart, after all, he was like this, no matter how she looked at it, she was also a person who was not lightly ill, and she felt a deep sense of guilt for troublesome such a person.

If you feel that you are free of illness and disaster, you should not trouble a seriously ill patient like him.

silently accompanied Ao Lan to the front of the mansion.

Yang Xiaomian looked up at the "Weiwang Mansion" written on the door, and her heart moved.

It turns out that he has a name here, Wei Wangfu, I didn't pay much attention to it when the little white wolf came last time, and I knew that the palace had a name after a closer look.

"This is my home, Xiaomian, come to me if you have nothing to do in the future, and it's okay if I'm idle at home." Ao Lan's voice became weaker and weaker, he coughed twice while holding his chest, raised his head and exhaled and looked at him with a smile.

"Few people like my sick body, but I always hope that someone can come to see me, Xiaomian, you must come to see me, I'm quite lonely."

"Hmm." Yang Xiaomian nodded lightly, looking at Ao Lan who turned around and walked back, her back was thin and thin, as if she would fall when the wind blew.

As he walked farther and farther, his back slowly disappearing from his eyes, and the door slowly closed.

Yang Xiaomian retracted his gaze, sympathizing with Ao Lanwei in his heart, he didn't know what disease he had, but it should be quite serious.

"Hey! How can a good young man get sick? ”

Yang Xiaomian was depressed, turned around and walked back slowly.

Seeing the white boots on her feet, she smiled, Ao Lan Weiqing is not bad, but I don't know why I want to kill Ao Lan Shuqing?

Her smile slowly froze, but she forgot about it, and Ao Lan fell off the cliff comfortably, as if it was because of Ao Lan's slight affection.

It's a pity that they are obviously brothers, but they hurt them secretly.

"These people don't know what they're thinking, what's so good about fighting for power?" Yang Xiaomian muttered, swaying forward slowly with cat steps.

"I've finally caught you!"

With a smug shout in front of him, Yang Xiaomian raised his head and saw San'er holding a lantern in front of him.

Her face was flushed, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, as if she looked at herself as a wicked person.

Yang Xiaomian smiled, looked at her with her hands behind her back and smiled: "San'er, what are you always doing with me?" ”

"You're embarrassed to say it! I want you to fulfill our promise right now! San'er gritted his teeth word by word, poking Yang Xiaomian's chest in the air.

Yang Xiaomian not only didn't get angry but smiled, with shallow dimples on her lips, and looked at her with a mischievous wink: "San'er, I told you, I'm not losing, now please get out of the way immediately, if you don't get out of the way, I'll compare with you." ”

She smiled slyly, hooked her fingers, looked at San'er who came over slowly, and said with a smile: "It's a big night now, you don't have the upper hand, I have the upper hand." ”

"Huh?" San'er was confused.

For this short period of confusion, Yang Xiaomian slapped the lantern.

The rattling lantern fell to the ground, the candle flame devoured the lantern skin little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the big lantern burned to ashes.

It was pitch black all around, and San'er opened his eyes wide to look at Yang Xiaomian opposite, but he could only see a vague figure.

"Now that I have the upper hand, if you can hit me, you have the ability!" Yang Xiaomian looked comfortable, hooked her lips and laughed crisply.

The angry San'er waved his hand and punched, and Yang Xiaomian held the fist she hit and turned it hard.

"Ahh San'er screamed in horror as her arm was twisted, and she screamed in pain.

Yang Xiaomian smiled, didn't want to be embarrassed anymore, let go of his hand and stepped back, and said leisurely.

"San'er, I'm not going to fight you, I'm leaving."

She strode forward, looking up at the bright stars in the sky, wondering.

Ao Lan Shuqing didn't know if she went back, and that Bailijuan, the injuries on her body should have been healed, but ......

Yang Xiaomian pouted, her slender fingertips gently groped her lips and muttered: "It's hard to become a human, you still have to clean up Bailijuan, only if you avenge the wolf cloud, can you really become a human, tonight Bailijuan deliberately made this one, so that I was misunderstood, and now that I have become a human, I have to win back a game." ”

Squinting her blue eyes, Yang Xiaomian's eyelashes flickered, and the corners of her mouth raised a sly arc.

strode forward, and heard the screams of the three children behind me: "You stop me!" ”

Yang Xiaomian moved her ears, and continued to walk without stopping, speechless to her in her heart.

She is really persistent enough, and she hasn't given up after following her for so long!

I really convinced her!

Stopped, and looked at San'er who was chasing after him.

"San'er, what do you want to do?"

"You and I despise guessing lantern riddles and losing the competition, not only do we not admit defeat, but we also make a set of nonsense and perfunctory past, don't think I'm a fool so easy to fool!" San'er tried to look at Yang Xiaomian in the night with a sharp voice, felt a little cold on her shoulders, shook her shoulders and lifted the collar of Luo Sha that fell on her arm, raised her chin and said to Yang Xiaomian with her charming face.

"Since you want to follow me, then follow me, but ...... See if you can keep up, too! ”

Yang Xiaomian smiled deliberately provocatively, turned around and ran forward, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Stop!" San'er was so angry that he used his light skills to fly in the air and chase after her.

Yang Xiaomian in front knew that San'er's kung fu was powerful, she deliberately slowed down, thinking that San'er could catch up, so she rushed forward quickly.

Running straight to the nearby pharmacy, Bai Lijuan was bitten by herself, so she couldn't leave her for half a step.

If Bai Lijuan wants to keep Ao Lan Shuqing, she can only keep him by pretending to be seriously injured.