"Jiajia?" When Ling Mo heard this name, his brows furrowed, this name, he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"Hello, I'm Liang Jiajia. Who are you Miss Ning? Liang Jiajia looked at Ling Mo, and his little face couldn't help but blush.

"Hello, I'm Ning'er's husband, Ling Mo!" Ling Mo held Ning Yuanlan's hand tightly and introduced himself to her.

"Ling Mo?" Liang Jiajia's face changed, "Are you Ling Mo?" ”

"Well, that Ling Mo in Lin Yuanlan's mouth." Ling Mo glanced down at Ning Yuanlan, and did not shy away from telling Liang Jiajia about his relationship with Lin Yuanlan in front of him.

"Oh, I see!" Liang Jiajia's expression was obviously a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing here?" Ning Yuanlan felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and she didn't understand why Ling Mo deliberately said this to Liang Jiajia, the latter sentence, but she didn't want everyone to continue to talk about this issue, so she turned her head to look at Zhou Jiayao.

"Jiajia came to our city to play, and it just so happened that I met her last night, so I brought her here to collect style, and there are some other classmates over there." Zhou Jiayao said and looked into the distance, where several young people gathered to chase and frolic.

"What about you? Are you here to play? Liang Jiajia looked at Ning Yuanlan, for some reason, Ning Yuanlan always felt that when she looked at herself, there was some jealousy and guilt in her eyes.

"Well, come out and relax." Ning Yuanlan nodded, "I didn't expect to meet you, you guys play, let's continue walking!" ”

"Okay." Liang Jiajia nodded.

Ling Mo also nodded at them, and then led Ning Yuanlan away.

"You knew Liang Jiajia before?" After walking away, Ning Yuanlancai asked Ling Mo.

"I can't talk about acquaintance!" Ling Mo said and turned to look at Liang Jiajia, who continued to paint in the distance, "I heard her mention it a few times, and then ......."

Ling Mo didn't say the latter words, because what happened later made her not have any good feelings for Liang Jiajia.

"Do you have a sketchbook?" The two sat down on a wooden chair, and there were not many stone chairs in the maple forest, only two in total.

"Well, what are you going to do?" Ning Yuanlan sat down next to her, "There should be more wooden chairs here." ”

"When it comes to Pei Yin and Ah Xue's wedding anniversary, there will be a third wooden chair!" Ling Mo looked up at the other wooden chair opposite.

The whole red maple forest is very wide and long, divided into two areas, after Ouyang Xue married Pei Yin the year before last, he no longer planted maple trees, but began to make wooden chairs, the two are now sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the red maple forest, the autumn wind blows, the red maple leaves fall from the trees, fluttering in the six-meter-wide aisle, there is a dreamy feeling.

"It's a good feeling!" Ning Yuanlan put his arms around Ling Mo and leaned on his shoulder, just leaning on him like this, quietly looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

"Draw me a sketch!" Ling Mo reached out and put his arm around her shoulder.

"Okay!" Ning Yuanlan nodded, took out his sketchbook from his backpack, stood up, and walked to the opposite side, "I'll go sit on the opposite side!" ”

He nodded at her, watched her trot through the red maple leaves, then sat down across from her, opened his sketchbook, took out a pencil, sharpened it with a knife, and shouted to him, "I'm drawing, don't move!" ”

He continued to nod at her, leaning back in the wooden chair in a relaxed and comfortable manner.

Ning Yuanlan smiled and began to draw his appearance in the sketchbook!