Where does she usually laugh? If you laugh too seriously, you won't have that aura.

"Japanese women are the most gentle, okay, grinning, will scare others." Wen Leng shook his head at Yan Linsheng, correcting this guy's authoritarian cognition.

When you come here, you have to follow the local customs, and when you wear a kimono, you have to ask a Japanese woman to do it.

"Will you be gentle with me in the future?" Yan Linsheng nodded thoughtfully, looked at Wen Leng, and asked casually.

He used this girl's stubble to ridicule, but he heard a different answer.

"Yes, in the future, I will definitely be a gentle wife..."Wen Leng muttered and nodded, although the voice was very small, but Yan Linsheng heard it clearly.

In his heart, because of Wen Leng's words, flowers bloomed in an instant, he smiled with his eyes squinted, and hugged Wen Leng into his arms, "It's good that you can be my wife with peace of mind, and the rest, as long as our baby is happy." ”

Yan Linsheng's treatment of Wen Leng is almost infinitely indulgent, although he has always been disgusted by Wen Leng's troubled waters in the entertainment industry, after all, it is absolutely commonplace for Wen Leng to be bullied there.

But Wen Leng likes it, so he sends her to fulfill his dream, and he is willing to let her do what she likes, even if she spends more energy and time.

"Oops, it's numb. I'm not saying it's now..."Although Yan Linsheng's love is everywhere, Wen Leng is still easy to be shy.

Just like now, she turned her head shyly, and then pulled Yan Linsheng's arm, "You have to go, otherwise, it will be too late later." ”

Wen Leng said, and walked towards the door with small steps.

Seeing this, Yan Linsheng's brows furrowed.

"Wait." Yan Linsheng's gaze fell on Wen Leng's feet, and then opened the shoe cabinet next to the wardrobe.

"Come here." He waved his hand, and cold, fluttering small steps came to him.

I saw Yan Linsheng take out a pair of pure white shoes from the shoe cabinet, and then lowered down to change her shoes according to the coldness.

"I wear this and am comfortable."

He knew that Wen Leng's pursuit was not against harmony, but he only wanted their baby to be comfortable.

Wen Leng couldn't resist Yan Linsheng, so he could only wear small white shoes and a Japanese-style kimono and leave the hotel.

The two drove to the Su'an Palace, where there is a tourist festival, and there is a lively street meeting every Sunday night, just like today, the two just arrived on Sunday, so tonight, it is quite lively.

"Wow, that's a lot of people." As soon as Wen Leng got out of the car, he was stunned by the prosperous and lively scene in front of him.

This place is completely different from the bustle of the city, it is lively, and it is very different from the so-called swing in the bars.

In the middle of the city, there are many tourists and local stall people, noisy, although it is noisy, but Wen Liang does not feel noisy, only feels that this is a kind of life, she has long been out of touch.

Since becoming an actor, she has been different from normal, not because she deliberately alienated this life, but because of the so-called popularity, and the pathological perception of the concept of "star" by others, so that Wen Leng has no way to integrate with the world.

On the Internet, either she is praised as a heavenly winner, or there are all kinds of malicious speculations, people who hacked her for no reason, and all kinds of scandals and black materials are also endless.

"Look, why are they all wearing masks?" Wen Leng was active in the crowd, if Yan Linsheng hadn't been holding her hand tightly all the way, it is estimated that she would have run away a long time ago.

At this time, this was the case, Wen Leng saw a crowd surrounded by masks, looked at Yan Linsheng, and wondered.

Directly in front of them, there was a large queue of people, as if they were all buying a kind of ghost mask.

One after another, people wearing masks came out of the crowd, and the masks, each bright and eye-catching, were very beautiful.

"Look good, is this the Snow Maiden's mask?" Wen Leng blinked her eyes and watched a girl in blue clothes walk out of the queue, she walked over and asked.

Wen Leng has read a book about Japanese onmyoji, and it is rumored that in the first generation of Japan, there was a patron saint called the Snow Maiden, and the mask of this rainbow fox was exactly the same as in the painting.

"Yes, the Snow Lady Patron Saint, wearing it can bring good luck to people~" The woman who was questioned nodded, although the answer to the two was broken Chinese, but Wen Leng understood.

Then he looked at Yan Linsheng happily, "Yan Shao, let's buy two of them and wear them, okay?" ”

Wen Leng blinked his eyes, and his small expression was asking for Yan Linsheng's consent.

There were a lot of people, but the cold expression was in place, Yan Linsheng could only nod and compromise, "Line up together, hold it tight, don't lose it!" ”

Yan Linsheng clenched his cold hand, and then escorted her into the congested crowd.

He is tall, and most of the time, he protects her in his arms and does not get pushed by others.

"It's my turn." Finally, the two of them finished the long line, and it was Wen Leng's turn to come to the mask shelf.

She glanced at the various masks on the shelves, picked a peach-colored peach blossom mask for herself, and then picked a blue mask for Yan Linsheng.

"This one is for you, Melancholy." Wen Leng walked out of the crowd and came to Yan Linsheng, then put the blue mask on his face, and commented to himself.

Yan Linsheng was a little helpless, but he was still at the mercy of Wen Leng, and finally he was clean and put on this unsterilized mask.

"I wiped it for you with a handkerchief, it's fine, it's not dirty." Wen Leng raised his eyebrows at him, knowing Yan Linsheng's concerns, he specially reminded him, then squinted his eyes and smiled, and waved the handkerchief he was carrying.

Under the orange-red light, Wen Leng's flower-like face is a little more gentle, her facial features are small and exquisite, revealing the softness of a Chinese woman, and under the backdrop of this light, it is even more feminine.

At this time, Yan Linsheng really felt the gentleness that Wen Leng said, and was also distracted by her beautiful face.

"Well, what do you think I'm doing?" Wen Leng didn't know why, and the noisy environment made her have no time to think about Yan Linsheng's thoughts about herself.

So he frowned and looked at him, only to remember that he hadn't brought his peach blossom mask yet, "It just so happens that I'm an artist, and wearing a mask is low-key and low-key." Wen Leng thought like this, secretly boasting in his heart that he was smart.

It's just that when she raised her hand, she was held down by Yan Linsheng, and then, Yan Linsheng's arms greeted her, and he reached out and directly buckled her waist.

In this kind of public, Yan Linsheng leaned towards Wen Leng, and his thin lips covered the corners of Wen Leng's lips without hesitation.

Before she could resist, she was swept away by Yan Linsheng's unique manly atmosphere.

The two kissed affectionately in the warm light, as if they had forgotten the time and the venue.

I don't know how long it took, after Wen Leng felt that her face was hurt by Yan Linsheng's face fox mask, she pushed him away.

"Oh, I'll bring it too, and I'll do as the locals do." Wen Leng pursed the corners of his lips, lowered his head while thinking about Yu Wen, and then put on his mask.

Then the two held hands and continued to shake the lively street meeting.

In the crowd of street clubs, there was always a pair of sharp eyes staring at the two of them, until the two disappeared, and he followed quickly.

The further the street goes, the more people there are.

Yan Linsheng therefore held Wen Leng's hand tightly and reminded her from time to time, but Wen Leng didn't hear it because of the noisy crowd, and he didn't pay attention to it.

"Wow, carved gourd." Wen Leng saw a lot of novelties along the way, and if he didn't see one, he had to stop and buy one, "Bring one to Ling Yu, bring one to Xiao Tao, and Qiangzi, okay?" ”

The cold hand broke free from Yan Linsheng's hand, counting the number of souvenirs.

If she promised to bring them a gift, she would have to bring it all.

Yan Linsheng looked at her speechlessly, and had some opinions about the movement of his hand that Wen Leng broke free, but seeing that the baby was so enthusiastic, he could only shake his head.

She buys it, and he pays the bill.

In the end, before the two officially met the climax of the street meeting, Yan Linsheng's hands were almost full.

However, even so, he did not forget to hold her hand tightly.

"I'll take these." After Wen Leng walked around the strange things around him, his gaze returned to Yan Linsheng's body.

Only then did I realize that I had already bought a large bag.

So he proposed, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand again, ready to share a little for him.

"At this point, I'm just going to play." Wen Leng lowered his eyes and said with some self-reproach.

"I don't need to bring so many gifts in the first place." Yan Linsheng shook his head and refused to hand over the gift bag in his hand to Wen Leng, "Girl, it's very heavy, I'll just take it." ”

In Yan Linsheng's opinion, this trip was for him to bring his baby to play, and the main purpose was of course not to bring things to those who were not important.

Although the baby is still happy, he, the accompanying person, is tired.

"Well, well, it's a bit much, so I just bought it." After listening to what Yan Linsheng said, Wen Leng fixed his eyes on these gift bags.

She just wanted to see the novelty of the little things and buy them in multiples, but she didn't want to, it was already a lot better.

"If you really like it, I'll send someone to bring it to you, all kinds of things." Yan Linsheng shook his head when he saw Wen Leng and lowered his face, and said slowly.

"I'm afraid you'll be tired, I'll take it, I can do this." Wen Leng knew that Yan Linsheng would refuse, so he deliberately took the lightweight one in his hand.

Yan Linsheng couldn't resist her, so he could only nod in the end, and then stretched out his hand, "This hand is leading." ”

That's right, there are too many people here, warm and unfamiliar, Yan Linsheng will definitely prevent her from losing it.

She is good at everything, but she has a very poor sense of direction and is easy to get lost.