Qinglan grabbed her hand and said anxiously: "Tilt, where have you been for so long, we are all looking for you, do you know how worried I am." Also, what is this you're wearing? Go, I'll take you back, has anyone treated you badly? How do you lose weight like this......" As he spoke, he pulled her in the opposite direction.

She followed behind this person unhurriedly, but she was a little happy in her heart, no one had ever said such a long word to her, but I don't know, who is this leaning?

However, he was going to be disappointed, because she was not a dump.

"You, it's ......" his voice hadn't opened his mouth for a long time, and his voice was stiff as if he had just learned to speak. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a hearty girl, "Brother Qing, the meal hasn't been finished yet, why did you suddenly fly." ”

When she heard the voice, she saw a woman in green clothes, combing the girl's hair bun, with a soft smile on her delicate face. Xu saw her, and she sighed: "Huh~, Brother Qing, who is this?" ”

The man in white didn't pay attention to the girl, but just led her to continue walking, and her heart warmed.

Xu was ignored, and the girl, whose face was a little stiff, stood in place for a while, then trotted to follow, walking with her not far away, and looking sideways at her from time to time.

"Brother Qing, where are you going?"

Qinglan paused, turned around and frowned: "I have found the person I am looking for, so your kindness should be repaid, you can go." After speaking, he turned around and walked forward with a girl with a wooden face who had been in an inexplicable state.

Mo Lianlian's footsteps did not stop, and she was still unhurried.

After walking for a short time, Qinglan turned around, her brows as if she could kill a fly, "Is it what I said, you don't understand, or ......"

"You're looking for her?" Mo Lianlian pointed to Mo Xiaomo, who was standing behind Qing Lan in plain coarse cloth clothes.

Qinglan nodded, which was a response.

"Hehe, she looks so ugly, she doesn't deserve Brother Qing at all!" Mo Lianlian put down the hand pointing at the girl, and her tone was a little raised.

"Ugly? The leaning face ...... "Qing Lan turned to look at the girl beside her, under the forehead hair lifted by the breeze, the red spots were very terrifying on her face, he was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he was taken out by her, "You are, you are, who is it?" "How could she be like this, she shouldn't be......

Mo Xiaomo tightened his sleeves, took two steps back, and tightened the long sword in his hand. In the warm spring breeze, the rock sugar gourd in her hand had already melted, and the sticky feeling made her a little uncomfortable, she didn't know what was uncomfortable, but she should go back.

She frowned, and took out a piece of gold from her bosom, because the stall owner who sold sugar gourds was very happy when he saw this. Her warm hand made her feel extremely comfortable, and as a thank you, Mo Xiaomo stuffed the gold into the hand of the man in white, raised his eyes to look at him again, and turned to leave.

The wind gently lifted the long hair covering her face, the sun hit her face, she shivered warmly, she pulled her spicy face, evoked a smile, and it was only a moment before it dispersed.

Everything is the way of the clouds: the red face is not withered and the flowers are free, a leaf of Bodhi and a leaf of Ai......

And after Qinglan came back to her senses, in addition to the new green grass and the tender yellow weeping willows, where was the figure of the girl. He looked down at the gold in his hand,

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