Chapter 952 - A Prophecy

Mo Lingyuan looked coldly at Duan Changyu, who was so nervous that he was flustered, hated in his heart that iron could not become steel, and said silently: Useless guy, everyone has been brought to you, what are you hiding.

If you don't take the initiative, do you expect Miss Bao'er to take the initiative?

What kind of trouble are you trying to make when you look like you have nowhere to put your hands and feet?

It's a shame on Ben Shuai's face.

Seeing Duan Changyu like this, Chu Yunyao secretly laughed at herself, and had the intention to relieve Duan Changyu from the siege, so she explained to Bao'er: "Today's Lantern Festival, there must be a lot of people on the street, so please ask Duan Gongzi to deign to drive the carriage for us." ”

Bao'er is a smart person and is good at observing words and feelings, so she sat outside the carriage: "Miss, I'll sit outside with Duan Gongzi, I haven't seen such a lively scene for a long time, you and Ye sit inside." ”

Duan Changyu was afraid that Bao'er would freeze, so he hurriedly said: "Miss Bao'er should sit in the carriage, I'll just sit outside to catch the car, it's cold outside......"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked outside the carriage by Mo Lingyuan.

Chu Yunyao put the hat on the cloak for Bao'er, "This way you won't be able to freeze." ”

When the carriage was running, Duan Changyu glanced sideways at Bao'er from time to time, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Bao'er took the initiative to speak: "Duan Gongzi, last time I went to the south, I originally planned to buy something to bring back to you as a gift, but after walking around, I didn't know what you needed, so I didn't buy it." ”

When Duan Changyu heard this, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do, he didn't even dare to look at her now, his fingers were stiffly holding the reins, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he stammered: "No, it's okay, Miss Bao'er has this heart." ”

Bao'er continued: "Last time you gave me a dresser, I haven't given you a gift in return. I wanted to sew a purse for you, but the last time I came back, I saw that the cotton shoes on your feet were cracked, so I made you a pair of shoes, I don't know if they fit or not.

When Duan Gongzi has time, come to the house to try it on. ”

Duan Changyu: "......"

Duan Changyu's heart was overjoyed: "Miss Bao'er, how did you know the size of my feet?" ”

Bao'er chuckled: "I heard Mr. Mu say that you and he often change shoes and wear, I thought that your feet are about the same size as his feet, and once I saw Mr. Mu's footprints in the snow, so I measured them with cotton thread."

If it doesn't fit, I'll make you a new pair. ”

Happiness came too suddenly.

This is probably the happiest moment in Duan Changyu's life.

Duan Changyu's swarthy face turned red, his cheeks were hot, and he stammered: "No, no, Miss Bao'er is skillful, and the cotton shoes made must fit." ”

If it doesn't fit, it has to fit.

When he was older, he wore more pairs of cotton socks, and when he was smaller, he shoved them barefoot.

......

Chu Yunyao leaned on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder, eavesdropping on the voices of Bao'er and Duan Changyu outside, and quipped: "If Duan Gongzi is really with Bao'er, I'm afraid he will really be bullied by Bao'er." ”

Mo Lingyuan stroked her black hair with his big palm, and sighed: "Duan Changyu's temperament, I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to be bullied by Bao'er, so I can only grow old alone." ”

Originally, it was just an unintentional sentence, but I never expected it to become a prophecy.

The carriage drove into the street, and the bustling crowd blocked the street.

Duan Changyu had no choice but to park the carriage on the side of the road, and the group walked in the direction of the moat......