Before he met Ye Qingwan, Ji Wushuang didn't know what love at first sight was, but now Fang sighed.

He had never had a girl who could make him care so much, and this kind of care probably liked it.

"Miss Mo, you look so good when you smile."

Ji Wushuang looked at Ye Qingwan, hehe smirked, his eyes were shining.

The curvature of the corners of Ye Qingwan's mouth froze, and she regained her indifference.

In the crowd, she couldn't find the figure of the man.

One glance in the crowd, she already recognized him.

"Miss Mo, what are you looking for? Can you tell me and I'll help you find it? ”

Ji Wushuang looked at Ye Qingwan's posture, and seemed to be looking for someone all the time.

Ye Qingwan only asked, "Why don't you see the people from the Shaking Light Palace?" ”

"They must be well-dressed when they come out, so naturally they are unrecognizable."

If it is usual, they are naturally wearing the same clothes, but today is the Hundred Flowers Festival, and everyone wants to find the person they like or confess to the person they like.

"Miss Mo, what is the matter with you looking for the people from the Shaking Light Palace?"

Ji Wushuang wanted to talk to Ye Qingwan, so the question always broke the casserole and asked to the end.

Because, he knew that if he didn't speak, Ye Qingwan was really a word, and I wouldn't agree with her.

Ye Qingwan ignored him, turned around and continued to walk forward, one after another, someone sent flowers to Ye Qingwan.

are all handsome-looking men with jade trees in the wind, which makes Ji Wushuang vinegar.

However, Ye Qingwan simply ignored those people, and didn't ask for a single flower.

Ji Wushuang's heart was slightly balanced, and he stepped forward and asked Ye Qingxuan: "Miss Mo, you don't like them?" ”

Ye Qingwan glanced at Ji Wushuang, and that look seemed to say: Are you an idiot?

"Why should I like them? Who are they? ”

"Would you like to take my flowers, then?"

Ye Qingwan lowered his head, looked at the words in his hand, and twisted his eyebrows slightly, "Why?" ”

Ji Wushuang was a little sluggish, "Don't you know what it means for someone to send you flowers?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Ji Wushuang bit his lip, a little entangled in how to speak.

"Huh?"

"That's it, sending flowers means that person likes you."

Ye Qingwan's breath was sluggish, and he sent flowers, which means that person likes you?

The scene where Jiang Wumian had just given flowers to a woman suddenly appeared in his mind.

The hand hanging by his side tightened slightly, and the light under his eyes suddenly dimmed.

What is she angry about?

Ye Qingwan took a deep breath and forcibly pressed the touch in her heart.

"Miss Mo? What happened to you? ”

Ji Wushuang asked cautiously.

"It's okay, I'll go back first."

Ye Qingwan suddenly lost interest, turned around and left.

Ji Wushuang didn't understand what was wrong with her for a while, so he could only hurriedly follow.

"Miss Mo......"

"Don't follow me."

Ye Qingwan glared at him with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Ji Wushuang was startled, and subconsciously stopped, with a trace of fear in his heart.

Ye Qingwan was absent-minded, her mind was a mess, and she was rarely swayed by emotions.

After walking a few steps, he saw a familiar figure in the afterglow.

He was pulled by a woman, shuttling through the crowd, he was extremely beautiful, and from time to time the eyes of young girls fell on him, but because of the woman beside him, no one dared to go up.

The woman smiled happily, the sun was shining, not like her, and her temperament was changeable.

At this moment, Ye Qingwan's heart suddenly calmed down.