Chapter 124: Cher, don't be angry with me, okay

When "Xue'er ......" coldly chased Xue'er, Xue'er was standing at the end of the street, at the mouth of an alley.

He looked at the little guy standing in place, strode over, squatted beside it, stretched out his broad hand and grabbed its little paws, and whispered: "Little guy, I was wrong, do you really not forgive me?"

Xue'er didn't move, just stood in place, staring straight at the stall in front of her with a pair of wet and misty eyes.

It was a very narrow place, almost the most remote corner of the street, and there was a small stall with all kinds of decorations on the carpet.

At a glance, on the white cloth sheet, beaded hairpins, jade pendants, and so on were neatly placed......

Xue'er's eyes were quietly looking at the corner of the cloth sheet, where there was a small and delicate piano that looked like a decorative piano and a jade flute, and the two small things were tied together by a red rope, which looked very good!

Xue'er looked at it and watched quietly, it wanted to come forward and touch it, but it didn't dare to move when it looked at the grandmother in front of the stall, so it could only stand quietly and stare at it attentively.

The feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, as if a voice was telling her that she had to get it, she had to have it!

But how did she get it? She didn't know.

The voice in her heart urged, and she was also anxious, but she couldn't think of a way, so she could only stare at it tightly, lest it run away and anxious tears would drip down.

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she really didn't know what to do.

"Cher, don't be mad at me, okay?"

Leng Ruthless found that Xue'er ignored him and spoke again.

Turning Cher's petite body over, forcing it to look at herself, Cher turned her head and looked at the stall.

"Xue'er, do you really not forgive me?" The cold and ruthless voice was filled with loss, sadness, and heartache.

Did he really do something wrong? He apologized, why didn't Cher forgive him? Why? Did he do anything to be sorry for him!

"Young man, your pet seems to like this. ”

The old lady at the stall looked at the strange scene in front of her, watching the little beast keep staring at her stall, and picked up the trinkets.

"Huh?" Ruthlessly raised his eyes to look at the old lady's hand.

A slender red thread, wearing two small and delicate wooden utensils, well, it should be said that this one looks like a piano, the other looks like a flute, one is made of wood, and the other is like jade.

"Xue'er wants this?" Leng Wuru took it and handed the trinkets in his hand to Xue'er.

Cher looked at what she wanted in front of her, cheered, her eyes narrowed into a straight line, and she stretched out her paws to get it.

Leng Ruthless clenched her fist and Xue'er fell into the air, pouting and looking at Leng Ruthless.

Leng ruthlessly turned around and handed the old lady a piece of silver, "Thank you." ”

"Looks like your little beast likes it, so give it to him. The old lady smiled slightly, she had never seen such a cute, psychic little beast.

"This can't be done!" coldly waved his hand, shoved the silver into the old lady's hand, and then scooped up Xue'er and strode out.

The old lady smiled with relief, watched the red figure disappear from her sight, and then squatted down to pack up her things, turned around and disappeared into the alley.