The young man's cold and pleasant voice was light and soft.

There is a faint feeling of coaxing.

"Listen to me, okay."

Qinghui watched the two run away, and then glanced at Sheng Moyuan in front of him.

In the end, he curled his lips, his voice was soft and irritable, a little fierce, and he deliberately wanted to go against him.

"I don't listen."

The corners of Sheng Moyuan's lips hooked slightly.

Don't listen?

If you don't listen, isn't this no longer chasing it?

Sheng Moyuan thought in his heart, licked his lips, raised his eyes slightly, and looked straight at Qinghui with a pair of beautiful dark eyes.

Seeing that Qinghui was a little reluctant to pull him away, he turned around and took two steps back.

Hanging directly to the fence of the pavilion next to him, one leg stepped on the decoration in the middle of the fence, one foot swayed at will, wearing light-colored clothes, and the surrounding lights were brilliant.

Her beautiful and delicate cheeks are lined with more beautiful and moving, cold and dusty and irritable with fireworks.

Then, she raised her hand and yawned lazily.

Looks like it's calmed down.

Sheng Moyuan had the heart to look down at the lantern he was carrying.

A vivid bun lamp.

Except for the warm orange candle flame inside, which looks like a steamed bun made of yellow flour, this bun is a bit too vivid.

Sheng Moyuan looked at the bun lamp, a little speechless, and then couldn't help the smile in his eyes.

People buy lamps to give away, which is not to pick a good meaning to give.

That is, this ancestor specially picked and bought delicious food.

This kind of lantern, it is estimated that children are not willing to ask for it.

It's cute to carry cute, but it feels like a snack that only knows how to eat.

I don't know which store actually designed such a lamp.

It's really a dare to do, a dare to buy.

That's what I was thinking.

Sheng Moyuan carried the lamp in her hand and looked at the person leaning on the railing of the pavilion, which was so light that it made people wonder if she would overturn the person who passed by so directly.

Qinghui looked lazy and lazy, and his eyes were also lazy, and he took out the osmanthus cake he had just given her from his arms, and ate it in small bites.

The coffee-colored little mouse next to him also got a dividend.

also learned from Qinghui, sat on the narrow railing, held a little snack in his arms, and began to gnaw little by little.

The movements of one person and one rat are strangely synchronized.

While eating, he raised his eyes to look at him suspiciously.

Chew and chew with a slight bulge in your mouth.

"What else do you want to do?"

Qinghui chewed the sweet osmanthus cake in his mouth, licked the corners of his lips, the violent atmosphere in his heart that wanted to beat people dissipated a lot, and his lips were stained with crumbs of osmanthus cake, looking at himself with such big eyes.

Sheng Moyuan walked over with his feet raised, raised his hand and lifted the lantern in his hand, "Where did you get this from?" ”

"Bought it."

Speaking of this, Qinghui's eyes couldn't help but be on the lantern, with a little pride in his eyes, he raised his little chin slightly, and he was very complacent about buying such a special lantern.

"I searched for a long time before I saw what I liked."

Qinghui still looks like a Dao bone fairy, but his gestures and words and voice are a bit like a child.

That is, it took a little more time to find this, Qingyuan originally wanted her to go directly to the observation deck, and Sheng Moyuan should also be there.