Mrs. Fox is too serious!

In the evening, the red sun shone on the city wall, and the lanterns in Luo City were also lit up. When Jiang Xundao and Lan Yiyou reached the city gate, they found that many people from nearby towns were already carrying horses and carts. Carrying the goods into the city, there were many young girls dressed in new clothes holding hands and chatting softly from time to time, covering their lips and smiling. .

There were quite a lot of people entering the city. The guards guarding the city gate asked those who were behind to line up and let them in one by one.

"It seems that the Qiqiao Festival is really lively tonight." Jiang Xundao stood beside Lan Yiyou, tiptoeing curiously forward, standing in front of them was a group of young people who looked excited and smiling. little girl.

Lan Yiyou hooked the corner of her lips, and told her softly: "Don't run around for a while, did you hear me?"

"I know Miss Lan." Jiang Xundao blinked, and reached out to hold Lan Yiyou's hand: "I will follow Miss Lan every step of the way."

"What did you call me?" Lan Yiyou twitched his brows lightly, looking at Jiang Xundao with some doubts. He was usually close, but today he suddenly called a lot.

Jiang Xundao looked at her with a smile, and suddenly leaned into her ear, and said softly, "Since Miss Lan doesn't like it, I'll call you Youer."

Lan Yiyou glanced at the snickering Jiang Xundao, and the tips of his ears blushed a little from the heat, but he half-annoyed and half-angrily said, "Rude."

Jiang Xundao curled his lips, and said with a straight-faced joke, "Could it be that You'er prefers me to call you Miss Lan."

"You can call it whatever you like, maybe I can still keep your mouth shut." Lan Yiyou turned away from Jiang Xundao with a cold face, but secretly intertwined fingers while holding hands.

Ever since Lan Yiyou led her into Los Angeles, Jiang Xundao was in a good mood. She smiled and said, "I can't control the people around me, but Youer can."

Lan Yiyou looked at her with a slight frown, but there was no anger in her expression, she just wrote lightly: "If you continue to be so glib, then go in by yourself."

Jiang Xundao quickly admitted his mistake, and softly whispered in her ear: "Good boy, I was wrong."

The two are outstanding and so close, which naturally attracted a lot of attention. Standing in front of them, two delicate girls, one tall and one short, who were also holding hands, couldn't help but turn their heads when they heard their whispering. It seems.

Seeing that Jiang Xundao was still leaning on Lan Yiyou's shoulder, they looked at each other. The short little girl covered her lips and smiled softly, with a trace of anticipation and joy in her eyes.

Jiang Xundao didn't know it, but Lan Yiyou noticed that someone was paying attention. She stretched out her hand and pushed Jiang Xundao's head that was rubbing against her shoulder, and lightly reprimanded: "It's good to stand upright and sit upright when you walk. How can such frivolity become decent."

Jiang Xundao retracted his head and curled his lips, and gave her a quiet look: "If you don't rely on it now, I don't know when I will see Youer next time."

"Within ten days."

"But days are like years. If you don't see Youer for ten days, it's like not seeing you for ten years. Get closer, but Youer still blames me for being frivolous."

Lan Yiyou raised her eyebrows and looked at Jiang Xundao. Today, Jiang Xundao is much clingier than before, and his teeth are sharp and his mouth is slipping a lot. Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Xundao suddenly tugged her.

It turned out that they had already lined up to the city gate, and several guards guarding the gate spied them a few times, but they refused to let them go. Their eyes seemed to be glued to Lan Yiyou's face, and they couldn't move their eyes wide open.

Being scrutinized so unscrupulously, Lan Yiyou frowned slightly, and Jiang Xundao was even more ashamed. She stood in front of Lan Yiyou and glared at the guards displeasedly, "What are you looking at? Could it be that we can't go into the city?"

"Yes, yes, please come in, two girls." The young guard who was closer to them blushed, and quickly waved his hand to let them in.

Jiang Xundao took Lan Yiyou's hand, snorted softly and hurried in, followed by an uncle who was holding two watermelons and laughed, jokingly said: "Young man, don't the young girls who come to the city today for the Qiqiao Festival Little, it's a pity that you have to guard the city gate, so you can only look at it."

There was cheerful laughter from behind, Jiang Xundao turned his head and took a look, then took Lan Yiyou's hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Those people seem to have never seen anyone before, they stared at You'er for a long time, half of the etiquette I don't understand either."

Jiang Xundao was muttering dissatisfiedly, but suddenly there was a playful laugh in front of him.

"You're already holding this sister's arm, so don't allow her to look at her more."

Jiang Xundao raised his head and saw the two girls standing in front of them, one tall and one thin, stopped and looked back at them with a smile, and the one who spoke was the half-headed girl next to them who looked Delicate and lovely, a little girl in a pink dress.

Jiang Xundao was stunned and said nothing, but Lan Yiyou smiled and nodded to them.

Seeing that Jiang Xundao was at a loss for words, the little girl smiled, left the girl beside her, and jumped to Lan Yiyou's side, looked at Lan Yiyou with stars in her eyes, and praised: "This sister is so beautiful. Not to mention those guards, even I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

"Xiao Mo, don't be rude." The taller girl sighed helplessly when she saw her companion abandoning her to talk to Lan Yiyou, then walked over, pulled the little girl to her side, and said with an apologetic smile: "You two girls, my sister is lively and informal by nature, I hope you two girls will forgive me."

"No problem." Lan Yiyou nodded, she looked up at the two girls in front of her, a light flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Xundao was always curious about people of the same age. She looked at the two girls in front of her and asked softly, "Are you also coming from outside the city to watch the Qiqiao Festival fireworks?"

The girl named Xiao Mo is really lively, she looked at Jiang Xun with a casual smile and said, "Fireworks are so beautiful. We heard that the Yuelao Temple in Luocheng is blessed, so we came here to ask for a lottery." , she asked again: "From your accent, you probably aren't from Los Angeles either."

"Yeah." Jiang Xundao nodded, she turned her head to look at Lan Yiyou, seeing her expression as usual, she felt relieved and said, "We are foreigners, we happened to pass by, and we heard that the Qiqiao Festival is lively today, so we came to see it." look."

Xiao Mo clapped his hands when he heard the words, and smiled joyfully: "Since that's the case, then let's go together. I really like this sister's appearance. If I can get to know her, I will be lucky to meet you."

"This..." Jiang Xundao hesitated and turned to look at Lan Yiyou. She originally wanted to be alone with Lan Yiyou today, but she didn't expect to meet such a lively girl halfway and wanted to be with them. She felt a little dissatisfied Reluctant, it can be seen that the girl is eager to refuse, so she intends to see Lan Yiyou's opinion.

But when Lan Yiyou opened her mouth, she curled her lips and lowered her head.

Lan Yiyou readily agreed, she looked at the two girls and said softly: "Since that's the case, it's good to go together."

Jiang Xundao followed Lan Yiyou silently with his face drooping, and he didn't know when he let go of Lan Yiyou's hand.

The taller girl saw that Jiang Xundao was a little unhappy, but since Xiao Mo spoke up and Lan Yiyou agreed, she naturally couldn't say anything more, just looked at the people who kept chattering around Lan Yiyou Sister shook her head helplessly.

Xiao Mo told the truth, since Lan Yiyou agreed to go with her, she has been talking to Lan Yiyou beside her, and Jiang Xundao was pushed aside by her.

Although Lan Yiyou was not enthusiastic, she was not indifferent either. She asked and answered Xiao Mo softly and walked forward.

Jiang Xundao was a few steps behind. She kept staring quietly at Lan Yiyou who was standing side by side with Xiao Mo in front of her. She wished she could poke a hole in Lan Yiyou's back with her eyes, but Lan Yiyou didn't seem to notice that behind her at all. That resentful gaze never even looked back.

"Miss Lan, do you know that in this life, I have seen two women who are as beautiful as heavenly celestial beings, one is you, and the other is my teacher... a sister in my family."

"Oh? Hearing what Miss Mo said, I really want to meet your sister."

"If there is an opportunity in the future, I would naturally recommend it."

Jiang Xundao walked slower and slower, and his eyes became more and more resentful. Today's such a good opportunity happened to be the Qiqiao Festival, and she should have been alone with her senior sister.

The tall girl deliberately slowed down at some point until she stood shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Xundao, she asked with a smile, "I don't know the girl's name?"

"Oh, I...my name is Jiang, and my name is Xundao." Jiang Xundao was taken aback. She looked up at the girl beside her, and sighed in her heart. This girl is really tall and slender, with a fair face and delicate features. There is always a slight smile on his face, and a bookish air about him, which makes people can't help but put down their guard.

"My name is Qingluo."

Qing Yao saw Jiang Xun Dao being robbed and felt displeased, so she deliberately slowed down to talk to her.

Jiang Xundao asked curiously, "Is that little Mo girl the younger sister of Qing girl?" If they were real sisters, then the two people's personalities are very different, one is quiet and gentle, and the other is active and informal.

"That's not true. Although Xiao Mo and I grew up together and are called sisters, we are not blood relatives." Qing Yao shook her head. She looked at Xiao Mo who was bouncing around not far in front of her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up. A soft smile.

The darker the day, the more people there are on the road, and the vendors selling snacks and gadgets on the street are all yelling, as if they want to have a higher voice than anyone else.

Jiang Xundao accidentally caught a glimpse of a vendor selling bracelets with an inconspicuous black stone strung together by a red thread, so he walked over and asked.

"Girl, don't look at this stone as inconspicuous. It's a leftover stone from when Yuelao Temple carved the image of Yuelao. Look at the center of this stone. There is a red line. This is the marriage line left by Yuelao. As long as you wear this red string, you will have good luck and find a good husband."

Jiang Xundao took a bunch of them and looked at them. There was really a thin red silk thread in the unremarkable black stone. She smiled lightly, but she didn't believe it, but she still asked with a smile, "Is there really such an effect?"

The vendor opened his mouth cleverly, and peddled the goods with Jiang Xundao with a smile: "Naturally, it will work. If it doesn't work, the girl will take it back, and I will return the money to the girl."

Jiang Xundao originally just wanted to ask, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the hawker, so he was too embarrassed to leave empty-handed, so he bought two strings of red rope.

Qing Yao had been standing aside and watching her, seeing that she had bought it, she was lucky enough to take out the silver and bought two strings, and paid for Jiang Xun Dao.

Jiang Xundao declined for a while, but Qingluo refused to accept the money she handed over, so she had no choice but to give up, but turned her head to look at Qingluo's eyes tenderly at the red rope in her hand, and couldn't help asking: " Does Miss Qing have someone she likes?"

Qing Yao was taken aback, but she wasn't shy, she just asked softly: "Why do you ask like that?"

"Otherwise, why are you just like me? If you bought two strings, Miss Qing must be buying them as a gift." Jiang Xundao took the lead in putting the red string on his hand, and looked around. It wasn't ugly, but it was not ugly. conspicuous.

"At that time, whoever likes it, I will give it away." Qingluo smiled and did not admit it, but just put away the red rope.