Thinking of this, the man''s eyes darkened again.


    "Xiuli... You can only be wronged for a while!"


    Ouyang Lian murmured. After taking a deep breath, he calmed down and stopped his impulsive mood.


    And stopped following, turned and left.


    Even the dark guard sent by beixiuli to report to himself, he tried to hide.


    ……


    At that time, beixiuli was anxious and distressed.


    The two women in front of me wanted to show her the way and take her to Fengxiang building.


    But before they started business, the two guys were attracted by the excitement around them, and the pace slowed down gradually.


    Even from time to time, I stopped in front of those snack stalls to enjoy them, laughing and playing as if there were no one else


    She completely regarded her Princess Beihu as a decoration!


    In this side box, beixiuli was still in disorder and angry. Before long, Xiang Xing stopped again.


    "Sister Hualing, Xinger still wants to buy a steamed stuffed bun..."


    The little guy gently pulled Feng Lan''s sleeve and wiped the saliva while staring at the big steamed stuffed bun stall with fresh meat.


    Obviously, I won''t move until the steamed bun is steamed.


    As for Feng LAN, at the moment when she just opened her mouth, she had taken out the copper plate with a smile and paid the boss of the steamed stuffed bun stall.


    Seeing this, beixiuli''s powder fists are creaking. Where can I resist it.


    "... don''t deceive people too much!"


    She bit her silver teeth and whispered. She could no longer control her anger and rushed directly at them.


    But at this time, I saw that the little girl didn''t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. At the moment when she was about to approach, she suddenly turned back.


    The big sugar gourd in her hand, half eaten, just wandered in front of beixiuli. 135 Chinese


    Looking at the sticky sugar silk, it seemed that it was about to touch her precious dress. Beixiuli was shocked.


    But I can''t stop my steps


    Fortunately, the little thing found her and couldn''t help saying "Oh!" With a loud cry, he subconsciously threw the sugar gourd in his hand.


    Later, she ran into her arms as if she had no time to dodge.


    "Er!..."


    Beixiuli was hit by this and almost didn''t spit out a mouthful of old blood.


    Does this kid have iron head skill!


    However, Xiang Xing did not pay attention to her "injury". After a few times, he quickly stepped back and squatted down.


    "My sugar gourd..."


    The little guy looked at the string of candied haws that had been broken into several pieces on the ground. His small mouth collapsed and his small nose smoked.


    It''s like crying in another second.


    "... this girl, can you have dessert when you walk?"


    Feng LAN squatted down painfully and held the little fool in a trance. At the same time, she stared at the beautiful north with resentment in her peach blossom eyes.


    "I..."


    Beixiuli subconsciously wants to defend herself.


    But I can''t say anything. The stem is in place.


    In any case, she did rush up all of a sudden. Too many excuses can''t do any good.


    ——However, if this little thing doesn''t suddenly turn around, it won''t break her sugar gourd, won''t it!


    How can we put all the blame on ourselves!


    "Good, sister Xinger, don''t be sad. Sister will buy you a new sugar gourd. You wait here for a while."