Startled, he hugged Yang Xiaomian, who ran over, and stared dangerously at the initiator San'er.

Seeing her sitting on the beans, her face was bloody, her hair was messy, and she was so embarrassed.

Surprised is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, hugging Yang Xiaomian and striding towards San'er, standing in front of the beans and looking down at her.

"Who are you, why do you want to kill the little white wolf!"

"Humph!" San'er stood up, shook his body, and limped out of the bean field.

She stood on the flat ground and exhaled, brushing the messy hair on her head, and looked up at the dark shock.

pouted disdainfully, and looked at Yang Xiaomian in his arms with both hands on his chest: "I am her master, she not only broke things, but also scratched my face!" ”

San'er pointed to his bleeding face and tilted his head to look at him, glaring at him with anger in his eyes: "Why do you say I want to kill her?" Because this little white wolf is so hateful! ”

"Your pet? When did the little white wolf become your pet! Shocked and surprised, anger rose in his heart, the little white wolf is obviously the prince's pet, when did he become this girl's pet!

This girl is so unreasonable, not to mention stealing other people's pets, she even shouts her pets without shame!

"Shut up! The little white wolf is not your pet! Suddenly screamed, and the frightened San'er shrank his neck and stepped back.

Stepping on the beans and slipping a little, "Ah! She screamed and shook her body and slammed into the beans.

The pain in her back was terrible, and her heart was hot, and she shook her shoulders and stood up with her hands on the ground.

Looking up at the dark shock, he didn't have any sympathy, and his eyes were full of indifference.

San'er shrunk his shoulders, seeing such a cold-hearted person for the first time, the Taoist priest was curious about his identity.

"Who are you, and why are you holding on to my pet?" Her tone softened a lot, and she looked at Yang Xiaomian who was honestly in his arms, and her heart chuckled.

This little white wolf can't be this man's pet, he's so ugly! Don't deserve such a beautiful little fox!

San'er has a covetous heart, and I feel that I am not worthy of this little fox, and the little fox's hair is white all over, and the man's face is black and black, how do you look at it and how it doesn't match!

"I'll give you the money, and you sell me this little white wolf." San'er was too lazy to speak, raised his chin and pulled out the golden hairpin on his head and put it in front of him.

squinted at him and smiled proudly, waiting for him to take over the golden hairpin, this golden hairpin is worth a lot of money, and I was distressed for a while, and I was scolded by my mother for a while!

She looked at it in shock, thinking that he would continue, who knows, after raising her hand for a long time, the person in front of her was motionless.

The eyes that regarded money as dung surprised San'er for a moment.

"Don't you want it? Would you rather have this little white wolf than the golden hairpin in my hand? Do you know how much silver this golden hairpin is worth, and how many such wolves are enough? ”

"Yes." Stunned, he skimmed the golden hairpin that emitted golden light, and turned around and walked back without being angry or smiling.

This woman is so funny, the little white wolf is the prince's pet, she dares to snatch the pet with the prince, and she is impatient!

He didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of woman, and walked back with Yang Xiaomian in his arms to find the prince.

The prince searched worriedly for an afternoon, and finally found the little white wolf, and he just wanted to tell the prince the news quickly.

"Stop!" San'er clenched the hairpin and hurriedly ran over and grabbed the startled arm.

"You left the little white wolf behind, she smashed our jade pillow, and also grabbed my face, just let her go, what should I do!"

"Smashed the jade pillow?" Surprised, he looked down at Yang Xiaomian's hairy head.

It's a little strange, how many things did the little white wolf go through in this afternoon, and why did he still smash other people's jade pillows?

He hesitantly hugged Yang Xiaomian tightly, and turned his head to look at San'er, who was still angry.

"How much is your jade pillow worth?"

"What do you mean?" San'er squinted and looked up and down, he was wearing a plain gray robe, and the fabric looked very ordinary.

It's not like people who can afford to pay for jade pillows.

"Humph!" San'er clasped his hands on his chest and looked him up and down with slanted eyes.

The heart says you can afford the jade pillow? Just look at what you're wearing, I'm afraid you can't even afford the corners of the jade pillow.

"How much money can you have, do you know how much silver my jade pillow is worth?" San'er sneered, and saw that he didn't speak.

Thinking he should regret it.

Spread out her hand in front of him, the golden hairpin was across the palm of her hand, and she smiled and looked surprised: "We have a fair deal, this hairpin is given to you, you give me the little white wolf." To tell the truth, I am willing to spend such a big price on this little white wolf because I look good-looking. ”

"Buy?" looked at her in surprise, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the prince walking in the distance.

My heart is happy, the prince is here, if this little girl continues to be so arrogant, it is estimated that she will be unlucky!

Turning his head to look at Yang Xiaomian, who raised his chin in his arms, he reminded with a shocked smile.

"Girl, what is yours is yours, not your thing, I advise you not to force it."

"What did you say?" San'er looked at him inexplicably, listening in a fog.

"Surprised." Ao Lan, who came over, saw that he was standing with a girl.

Something strange.

I can't go to find the little girl, why did you run here? And with such a nondescript woman?

"Childe." Turning around in shock, Yang Xiaomian in his arms just faced him.

Ao Lan's eyes lit up, swept away the previous gloom, and a pleasant smile appeared on his face.

"Little girl, where did you go, you want to kill me!" He stretched out his hand to hug Yang Xiaomian.

"Woo." Yang Xiaomian wagged her tail and fell into Ao Lan's comfortable and broad arms.

His head rubbed the clothes on his chest back and forth, and his heart became more and more steady.

It's still comfortable to follow Ao Lan, and I really miss him for an afternoon.

"Woo." Her tail wagged and her eyes closed and rubbed against his chest with a look of enjoyment.

The Ao Lan Shu evoked the gentleness of the thin lips and smiled, and involuntarily hugged the plush body in his arms.

"Little girl, you can't run around in the future, I'm scared to death, I'm worried about you all afternoon, thinking that you are missing or captured by someone." He was worried and nagging, pinching Yang Xiaomian's hairy face with his fingers, and said as if punishing,

"If you want to run around again, I'll really let you bite your tail and spin ten times!"

"Woo." Yang Xiaomian smiled, his mouth was pulled by him to reveal the wind, and the glass beads hanging on the outside of his mouth flickered, piercing Ao Lan's comfortable eyes.

"Glass beads?" Ao Lan was slightly stunned, pinched the glass beads exposed at the corners of her mouth, and turned to look at her smooth neck.

"This glass bead is tied to a dead knot, how did you open it?" Ao Lan comfortably put the glass beads on the palm of his hand and looked at the slightly curved knots.

There were no bite marks or scratches, and it was obvious that someone had untied them.

His face immediately turned cold, and he turned his head like frost to look at him.

Shocked immediately bowed his head: "When I found the little white wolf, the little white wolf and this girl had an unpleasant quarrel. ”

"Hmm." San'er was dumbfounded, looking at Ao Lan's cold face stupidly, muttering to himself.

"It's me."

She was dizzy, she didn't know what to say, and looked at Ollan's comfortable face dumbfoundedly.

Seeing such a good-looking man for the first time, San'er was so excited that he didn't know why.

This person is so good-looking, there are still such good-looking people in this world!

"Huh?" Ao Lan squinted his eyes and looked at San'er with an unkind gaze.

Seeing that she looked at herself like a fool, her face was dissatisfied, she frowned, hugged Yang Xiaomian tightly and turned to leave.

The handsome guy was gone, San'er blinked, and his blood-dripping face became sluggish and dazed.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Ao Lan Shu who was walking away.

"Sir! Eldest brother! Friend ......" she shouted in panic, raised her foot to chase after her, and was blocked by her arms stretched out.

"Girl, my son-in-law is not something that everyone can see." The sarcasm in and out of the shocking words, stopped San'er with an expressionless face.

His words were heard by Yang Xiaomian, who was shrunk in Ao Lanshu's feelings, and nodded with satisfaction.

It's not bad to be surprised by this person, not to be seduced by women, not to be confused by women, no matter what kind of women you see, you won't treat them gently.

She looked up at Ao Lan's comfortable smooth neck, and the well-defined jaw, and faintly saw his round earlobes, Yang Xiaomian's eyes were hot, and her heart was pounding.

Little paws patted his chest and puffed out their mouths to look at him dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, what kind of expression do you have, why don't I look happy at all?"

Of course I'm not happy, you look so wicked, and you're remembered by women!

Yang Xiaomian was jealous, and his paws patted his chest over and over again, and the tips of his claws outlined the dark yellow lines on his clothes.

Ao Lan looked at the threads exposed on his clothes, and his face was as black as carbon at the bottom of a pot.

Holding her plush back with one hand, and flicking the other hand on her head, looking at Yang Xiaomian who was squinting in fright, he couldn't help but say.

"You're naughty again, look at how you got my clothes!"

"Woo." Yang Xiaomian's eyes opened a slit, looked at Ao Lan's angry but still gentle face, and called him softly twice.

The little paws hooked the threads hanging from his chest, and moved their ears to look at him flatteringly.

That obedient appearance made Ao Lan sigh comfortably, and the anger in his heart dissipated at once.

I touched her head, it was fluffy, and I couldn't get angry in my warm heart.

"Okay, I don't blame you, let's go, take you back."

Ao Lan hugged Yang Xiaomian comfortably, holding her ass with both hands, like a child.

Yang Xiaomian sat on his hand, facing his chest, and his heart was pounding.

This posture is so ambiguous, it's not the same as before, facing him like this, although you can't look at his face, but it's not bad to face your chest.

"Woo." Yang Xiaomian's voice swayed, and she was hugged by Ao Lan comfortably, and the corners of her mouth grinned.

"After I go back, I'll have someone put on the glass beads and lock them around your neck to see who can untie them."

Ao Lan Shuqing pointed his finger on Yang Xiaomian's forehead, smiling and doting.

The boundless voice made Yang Xiaomian's heart warm, and he screamed "woo", and lay forward on his strong chest.

The hairy face pressed against his chest, and his pounding heart was heard.

It's powerful, it's so rhythmic!

Yang Xiaomian looked intoxicated, and in the eyes of passers-by, she was just sleeping in her master's arms.

However, her fluffy white little body, coupled with Ao Lan's fairy-like handsome face, has a 100% return rate on the road, which is really envious of others.