"With Jin Peng here, I don't need to make a move." Qin Jian only wanted to know what was going on with that anklet now.

"The stall owner is Jin Peng?" Jiu Ling's eyes widened in surprise.

Qin Jian didn't answer Jiu Ling again, but the answer was already clear.

Jiu Ling stared at Jin Peng deadly, but no matter how much he stared, he couldn't see any traces of disfigurement.

I haven't heard that werewolves have the ability to change faces.

It's either a change of face, or a change of face.

But when did Jin Peng's disguise technique be good enough to hide from his eyes?

An Yin put on the anklet, turned around and left.

Jin Peng shouted, "Hey, you haven't given me any money yet." ”

An Yin glanced back at Jin Peng, "You have eaten so many of my braised pig's trotters, I want you an anklet, and you are embarrassed to ask me for money." You don't want to eat my cooking in the future, just ask for money - Jin Peng! ”

Jin Peng looked at An Yin and smiled, "How did you recognize it?" ”

An Yinjing looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him, walked over, lifted one of his trouser legs, and pointed to Jin Peng's foot and neck.

Jin Peng looked down at the socks on his feet, dumbfounded.

He lived in the East Pavilion, and his clothes were naturally washed in the East Pavilion.

An Yin was afraid that he and Qin Jian's socks would be washed and mixed, so he made a mark on the mouth of all his socks.

When he kicked someone, his trouser leg shrunk up, revealing the cuff of his sock.

Although the mark on the mouth of the socks is not obvious, An Yin is used to seeing it, so he can naturally recognize it at a glance.

Jin Peng scratched his head and smirked, this girl is too fine.

An Yin leaned over to see the change on Jin Peng's face.

Jin Peng was wearing a mask, and on a hot day, he was so hot that he panicked, and when he was exposed, he didn't pretend to do so, and tore off the mask on his face.

The same youthful face, but this face is shockingly handsome, these eyes are as beautiful as amber, it is her familiar face - Jin Peng!

Originally, he was used to seeing his face, but looking at it now, An Yin's heart swelled with an indescribable taste, and his eyes were slightly moist.

Why is this anklet in his hand, will he be the boy?

The boy in her memory was five or six years old, and he should be four or five years older than her, while Jin Peng was only three years older than her.

However, in the illusion of memory, it is not clear that five or six years old is just a feeling, and it may not be correct.

Jin Peng said that his family was all dead......

An Yin's heart was blocked.

Will it be to die in that chase?

There are too many memories lost, coupled with an unhappy childhood, thinking about that dream, An Yin looked at Jin Peng, and suddenly looked like a lost child, after wandering alone for a long time, he suddenly saw his relatives, happy but sad.

She had too many questions to ask, but this was not the place to speak, she didn't do anything, just stood there and looked at Jin Peng.

Jin Peng was a little uncomfortable by An Yin, and smiled stupidly, "That ......"

He wanted to say that the anklet was not his.

An Yin intercepted what he was about to say, "I'll go to you when I'm done." ”

She had to find all the medicines she could find on the black market before the night market ended, and she didn't have time to grind.

"Okay, you can call me then."

"Okay." An Yin smiled at him, "When I'm done, I'll judge you well." ”

"Oh." Jin Peng thought to himself, just go to Rong Xun first and let Rong Xun solve this matter by himself.

An Yin turned around, and suddenly there was a heart-piercing pain in his knee again.

Jin Peng saw An Yin suddenly stop, standing there motionless, his face changed, and he hurriedly reached out to help her, "An Yin, what's wrong with you?" ”