In the end, the legend is getting quieter and quieter, and in the last few words, you can only see the shape of your mouth and not hear the sound.

The memory of Junlan in Liang Meng's mind was finally forcibly erased by Yun Xuchen.

As he said: Any bit of luck I have could make me lose her forever.

After Liang Meng fully recovered, he expressed serious dissatisfaction that he was actually lying down by a cold.

Although his brain is not good, his physical fitness is very good.

I didn't think about a cold, but I fainted and fell into a coma for several days.

Liang Meng pouted and shook his head and said: Sure enough, the flowers in the greenhouse are not resistant!

This pampered hall master has been in office for a long time, and his physical functions have deteriorated.

In this regard, in addition to the confused silence, the legend is grinning and silly.

After his body recovered, Yunmengtang did not have any guests come to the door for several days. Liang Meng exerted a powerful self-conjecture: it must be the intimate child who wants to let himself recuperate for a few days.

But what's the matter with this cloud that has been missing for several days?

Ask the legend, the legend only has a pair of innocent eyes looking at you, more puzzled than you.

couldn't pry open the legend's mouth, so Liang Meng simply stopped asking. She doesn't have to work, she's happy.

Eat and sleep every day, and eat when you wake up.

If you're really bored, you'll go out for a walk.

But since she knew that Shui Niang had stolen her spiritual power, she didn't smile at her much.

Every time I walked in front of the tofu stall, and the water lady, I was limited to nodding and smirking again.

But he would never stop to say anything more to her.

In the past few days when Yun Xuchen was away, Shui Niang had to go to Yunmengtang to find him every day.

I will go there in the same costume every time. It's a pity that Yun Xuchen is not there, and Shui Niang always comes and returns with excitement.

In the past few days, Liang Meng saw Xiangsan when he was wandering.

He is still selling fish.

But business was bleak.

Some stopped to look at the fish in the bucket, then at the smiling trumpet-like Shozo, shook their heads and left.

Some of them didn't even pay attention to Xiangsan's warm greetings when they passed by the fish stalls.

Every now and then, the black trumpet flower on Xiangsan's face shrank. Crumpled.

The little head drooped. Pathetic.

But when a customer passes by, he will smile like a blooming trumpet flower.

Liang Meng stood in the distance and watched quietly. I know in my heart that it will take some time for Xiangsan to win the hearts and minds of the people.

In the past few days when he has nothing to do, Liang Meng has been going to the most is to give up.

It's not because he likes to drink tea there, but because Liang Meng likes the pillow book that he gave up.

That child always likes to put a young and boyish face on his face. Pretend to be arrogant and indifferent. Ignore your love.

But if you really don't look at him anymore, don't pay attention to him. His smart golden eyes will look at you cautiously and secretly.

But when your eyes swept over, he hurriedly picked up his cold fan and ignored people.

Liang Meng really likes this cute child. I always like to tease him when I have nothing to do.

And every time I have to make him laugh, I don't stop.

So much so that now when the pillow book saw Liang Meng from afar, he immediately fled without a trace.

Liang Meng didn't care about this. You sat on the seat by the window and slowly sipped the tea one by one.

She was sure that it wouldn't be long before the pillow would hide not far from the window and peek at her.

His round eyes were full of questions, 'Why didn't you come out to find me?'

Every time this happens, Liang Meng can't control the corners of his mouth that rise.

This kid is so fun!

Even Aunt Hong was very puzzled: for so long, she had never seen a pillow book so special to anyone.