The side face looks a little familiar.

For a while, I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

I don't know if it was because she was moving too much, or if the boy woke up on his own, lifting the corner of the blindfold to reveal an almond eye that had just woken up.

"Lin... Sister? ”

It was a teenager I met that day.

Sister Lin? When did she say her surname was Lin?

One hand rests on the bent right leg and the other rubs the eyes.

Ahn Ran-hee felt in his pocket and found that he didn't have his handkerchief with him.

As soon as I turned around, I heard the sound of "poof" landing behind me.

"I'm lost, can you take me back?"

When I heard this, I turned my head in shock.

To increase convincing, nod vigorously and point your finger at the tree.

"I couldn't find my way and slept on it for the night."

Yiling looked pitiful.

Dye-hee ignored him, turned around and kicked the shoes that were bigger than she could have imagined, dropping as she went.

I didn't see the interest in his eyes, and I looked at her small feet, which seemed to be able to be held by one hand, and they looked very good in his slippers.

was smiling proudly, and the person in front of him suddenly turned around and turned into a pitiful appearance again.

"Why did you call me Sister Lin just now?"

Does she look old?

"Hmm... I've been watching "Dream of Red Mansions" recently, and you and Lin Daiyu in it are like, sentimental and crying. You're a 25-year-old woman... You can't call you Sister Lin, right?! ”

Dream... Sentimentality... Love to cry... Old woman...

Were these words really used on her?

It's the first time I've heard someone describe her like this, covering her face.

"How do you know I'm 25?"

Dye-hee suddenly got to this very important point.

Belch... Did he accidentally say something?

"Because... Because my cousin is 25 years old and looks about the same as you. ”

Dye Hee looked incredulous and walked forward in big slippers.

"How did you get here?"

I never knew that there was such a person in Zhongli's family.

"Oh... I came to the wedding reception with my cousin last night and forgot the way back when I went for a walk..."

Stretched out his finger and pointed at a woman in a red gauze dress in the distance.

Dye-hee followed his finger and saw a fairy-like woman.

No, it is not an exaggeration to call it a celestial.

She was one of the most beautiful women Dye-hee had ever seen.

The kind that dumped her for several streets.

Looking at Il-chan's equally handsome face, Dye-hee admits that she believed it.

"Aren't you going to find your cousin?"

The red-clothed gaze directly crossed An Ranxi, because Yi Ling was much taller than her.

Worried that Red-clothed would ruin his plan, Il-chan greeted Dye-hee, stepped out of his long legs and walked back with his arms around Red-cloth's shoulders.

"Cousin, did it worry you?"

Dye-hee watched them walk away, and the relationship between their sister and brother seemed to be very good.

Dye Hee didn't know how much impact these two beautiful people coming out of the painting would have on her life.