There was silence in the tent, and after a simple and slightly embarrassed greeting, the Holy Maiden of Miao Jiang and Jiang Songhuai were silent.

The Holy Maiden of Miao Jiang quietly handed over the cake she was holding in her hand, her eyes pure.

Tsing Yi and Chang Zhong stayed silent, and Qiao Yipan didn't dare to bite the cake loudly.

"As I look forward to getting older, I am getting more and more slim."

Jiang Xianghuai slowly spoke, put the jade pendant that had just been untied from his body on the table and handed it over. "Be careful, meet and greet you."

His eyes are quick, and the figure next to him is even faster than Qiao Yipan.

Before Qiao Yipan could react, there was an extra piece of emerald jade in his arms.

The Miao Jiang Holy Maiden next to her seemed much quieter than before, she blinked and smiled, "The Central Plains people are subtle, and they are cautious in receiving gifts, but you have to accept this jade pendant." ”

Qiao Yipan accepted the gift shyly, embarrassed to say that he had originally planned to accept it.

The Holy Maiden of Miao Jiang took out a small bell from her sleeve again, and it was strange that the bell did not ring in her hand.

"Originally, I wanted to give it to Sister Wan, but now it's fate to give it to you."

The saint lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and put it on Qiao Yipan without saying anything, and the red rope pulled the yellow bell, calling her wrist slender and tender.

Qiao Yipan shook her hand slightly, and her wrist escaped from the saint's hand, and she replied softly: "My mother always mentions my sister. ”

"Poof," the saint sneered, her face deliberately cold, and she seemed to hide a lot of grievances, "I won't believe it." ”

Qiao's mother did not allow the Miaojiang Holy Daughter to get close to Qiao Yipan from the moment Qiao Yipan was born, but it was strange to say that the two had never met but heard a lot of things about each other from the mouth of the person in the middle.

Qiao Yipan always knew that Miao Jiang had a beautiful sister, and as soon as she came, her mother had less time to play with her, and her mother often prepared some of her favorite pastries for her to get.

The Holy Maiden of Miao Jiang also knew that Sister Wan, who loved her the most, gave birth to a child, pink and jade, soft and cute, and she was smart and clever, holding back her bad ideas, everything was good, but she hadn't seen it yet.

"You look like your father." Miao Jiang Holy Maiden held her head and looked at the girl and said.

The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, her heroic eyebrows and eyes became vivid and vivid, and the Holy Maiden of Miao Jiang seemed to see Sister Wan, and she seemed to see General Qiao who came to pick up her wife in the crowd.

The former, she likes the most. The latter, she least wanted to see.