Jiang Ziyuan staggered out from behind the woods.

The sharp-edged young man at the banquet seemed to be physically exhausted because of the great effort he had exerted, and he was about to collapse.

"Didn't bother, he and I also happened to meet."

Wen Yao supported him in time and gently held Jiang Ziyuan's shoulder.

The sleeves of the boy's shirt were wide, but when he held it, he realized that it was empty.

His arms were thinner than hers.

Still too skinny.

You have to raise it more delicately.

Wen Yao was thinking about how to raise cubs, and she didn't notice at all that when she helped Jiang Ziyuan up, the little yellow flower in her hand was touched to the ground by the young man.

Jiang Ziyuan touched the flower and took a step back in a hurry.

But the more anxious it became, the more chaotic it became, and instead I stepped on it.

The round little yellow flower became crumpled and covered with dirt after the boy stepped on it.

"Ah, I'm sorry...... Sister ......" Jiang Ziyuan squatted down to pick up the flowers, carefully put them in his hands and blew them.

"I'm sorry, seeing my sister clutching tightly in her hand, it must be something very important?"

The boy apologized repeatedly, and even those who were angry again would not be willing to blame him.

What's more, Wen Yao was not angry at all.

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Ziyuan's little hand touched the soil on the petals, and Wen Yao simply brushed the flower away from his palm.

The wilting flower whirled and fell back to the ground.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a Wenxin orchid, and there are many in Changning Palace, nothing special. ”

He apologized twice, and Wen Yao also emphasized that the flower was not important twice.

Jiang Ziyuan "relieved" down: "That's good." ”

Wen Xinlan is indeed ordinary.

But in Xiliang, sending flowers is a way for young boys and girls to express their hearts.

How big is Simon's firmament?

What does he know?

Jiang Ziyuan wanted to stop him directly, but who knew that this kid would run away after giving flowers.

With this bit of courage, he dared to send flowers to Wen Yao.

The young man sneered in his heart, and glanced at Wen Xinlan on the ground.

He nodded: "My sister is also going back to the dormitory, why don't you go along?" ”

Wen Yao pondered for a moment.

The reason why she took this path was because Mrs. Huo asked her to meet here.

Bai Zhi and Bai Guo didn't follow in order to hide people's eyes.

Qingjiang Hall is also remote, Jiang Ziyuan can understand that he will take this road, who knows that Ximen Firmament will also come this way.

"I can meet you when I get lost, it's really fate......"

- Wen Yao still remembered Ximen Firmament's awkward and reluctant expression.

It's still cub cute.

Anyway, by the way, she can send the cub back to Qingjiang Hall first, and then go to Mrs. Huo's appointment.

"Okay."

Large and small dumplings naturally walk side by side on the path.

The sun had already set, and the sky was only a little bright in the afterglow.

When the young man walked forward, he stepped on Wen Xinlan as if he had unintentionally.

The poor flower was almost embedded in the ground, but no one cared.

"Sister, will you blame me for involving your mother's family?"

The young man's tone was lonely, more pitiful than the Wen Xinlan on the ground, as if he felt that Wen Yao would blame him from now on.

1695 crazy news in the Tongyou circle: Surprise! You'd never imagine what a mission object with a blackening value of 100 would look like!

Woo, it's good that 001 is back at headquarters, otherwise it wouldn't have had a chance to see it "with its own eyes".

Is this 100 really a blackening value and not a green tea value? Is this shard really only nine years old going to do this?

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"You didn't do what happened ten years ago, you just said it."

In the middle of the month, the day/night rotation in autumn is always very fast.