Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 443 Chapter 440 Two: Are You Looking Old?
The warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms was empty, and Li Yang was inexplicably disappointed.

Listening to Song Qiu's chatter, he hurriedly suppressed his irritability and looked forward, seeing that although the crowd was crowded, he didn't hear anyone being stepped on or anything, so he said, "Don't worry, It’s definitely all right, let’s follow the river and look for them ahead.”

The street is still crowded, and there are very few people on the trail next to the river behind a row of stalls. Swimming up the river is a special experience.

Not long after walking forward, the servants of the town hall came to maintain order. Soon, the crowded flow of people was effectively controlled, and gradually returned to the previous bustle.

Those who go forward go forward, those who go back go back, and for a while, they can't see the two of them.

Song Qiu and Li Yang went back to the street, walking forward while walking.

I didn't hear that anyone was injured or had an accident or something, maybe the two of them squeezed to the front, and they were going back to look for them at the moment.

In the crowd, a seven or eight-year-old girl carried a flower basket back and forth to sell the flowers in the flower basket.

This season, I can't tell what kind of flower it is, I just look at it and look closely.

Song Qiu took a second look, and the little girl knew how to do business, so she immediately leaned forward, blushing, and said to Li Yang, "Uncle, buy a flower for pretty sister!"

Uncle?

Li Yang frowned.

Song Qiu laughed out loud.

The little girl felt puzzled, but she couldn't figure out why, so she just sent the flowers in her hand forward again, her smile widened, "Look, uncle, this flower is more suitable for this sister, she is beautiful, Buy her a flower!"

Well, my sister is beautiful.

Li Yang looked at Song Qiu beside him, and for the time being put aside the "uncle" sound, he gave the little girl some money and took the red flower.

Another one was sold, the little girl was overjoyed, she jumped out with good words without money.

Li Yang frowned even more when he heard this, and couldn't help but said, "Why am I an uncle?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, her neck was sore, and she looked at the dark, tall and strong man opposite, who was as old as her father, what if he wasn't an uncle?
She didn't speak, but Li Yang understood her expression, and seeing Song Qiu next to him trying to cover his mouth to keep from laughing, he was full of depression.

My grandfather is only sixteen, why is he an uncle?
Aqiu is the elder sister, he is the uncle, not bad for seniority?

Just as he was about to explain, the little girl had already slipped away.

He turned his head to look at Song Qiu, handed over the flowers in his hand, and said quietly, "Ah Qiu, do I look old?"

Song Qiu: ... Is she telling the truth or is she telling the truth?
Why don't you answer?
But looking at the faces of the people around him who must have an answer, it took a long time before he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Huh? You don't look old! It's just a little dark, and you look so tall and strong, That little sister didn't see you clearly, so she yelled casually, don't take it to heart!"

Don't hit the young people's face.

"Aqiu, you said that you like black, and black is healthier." Li Yang muttered in a low voice, looked at Song Qiu several times, turned his head to see the small stall next to him, and hurriedly strode over.

He grabbed a small bronze mirror on the stall and held it in front of him, staring into the mirror with wide eyes.

Well, the face is still the same, without a beard, why is he an uncle?

The stall owner was about to greet a customer with a smile when he saw a customer coming, but when he saw the strong brother looking at a bronze mirror like a little girl, he didn't know how to greet him.

Li Yang looked at it for a long time but couldn't see how old he was, so he asked the stall owner, "Am I old?"

The stall owner was taken aback, "I'm sick!"

It's a big holiday, he hasn't completed a single business yet, and met such a lunatic.

He snatched back the bronze mirror and waved people away, not wanting to say more.

Li Yang: ...

Seeing this, Song Qiu from behind hurried up to pull Li Yang away, "Let's go find Lihua and the others, it's been a while, and they can't find us, so they're in a hurry!"

Depressed Li Yang had no choice but to suppress his depression, and followed to find someone.

Not long after, they ran into two pear blossoms who were looking for them from behind.

As soon as the hatchbacks met, they both heaved a sigh of relief seeing that both parties were fine, and continued to visit the Lantern Festival with a smile.

After the Lantern Festival, there is another highlight, which is the fireworks.

There are dignified people in the town. Every year during the Lantern Festival, fireworks are set off, and the sky is full of blooms, not to mention how beautiful they are.

When the fireworks started to go off, Song Qiu and the others walked back to the teahouse to watch the fireworks upstairs, where the view was better and the beauty of the fireworks could be appreciated more.

The fireworks of various houses are competing to set off, and it is less than half, and the night is already deep.

The old Deng and the old Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, they kept yawning, and the young Shi Dan'er was hugged by Miao, and fell asleep for a long time.

The group left the teahouse and went back to Osmanthus Alley to sleep.

The second-entry house is very spacious, the three rooms in the main room alone are enough for the three of them, they have always slept with Ah Ling, and tonight they sleep alone, with a bed that rolls as they want.

Obviously dozed off, but Song Qiu couldn't fall asleep after lying down for a long time.

As soon as I close my eyes, I can't consciously think of the scene of the lantern festival, that warm embrace, that warm breath.

With a broad chest or something, it feels safe.

She recalled the throbbing at that time, shook her head hastily, wrapped herself in the pillow and rolled back and forth several times before she calmed down.

It must be that she hasn't been in love for too long in her previous life and hasn't had close contact with boys. It's just a hug. Why is she flustered?

That's a brat, ten years younger than her previous life!
Old cows eat tender grass or something, tsk tsk tsk.

White shirt, bookish, gentle, these are the criteria for her to choose a mate.

Song Qiu tried hard to get the feeling of hugging out of his mind, he took a deep breath, and his heart slowly calmed down.

But suddenly, I remembered the little flower girl's uncle, and Li Yang looked at her aggrievedly, and asked her, "Aqiu, do I look old?"

That voice seemed to be coming to me again.

Song Qiu's whole body trembled, and he couldn't help rolling around with his pillow in his arms.

After a while, he stopped and burst out laughing.

"Old, you really look old. Who told you that your face is so rough after being blown by the cold wind?"

In the same second-entry house corresponding to the beginning and end of this house, Li Yang was lying on the bed, let alone being unable to sleep.

He stretched out his hand back and forth to touch his face, and the touch of his hand reminded him of Ah Qiu's white and tender face.

Suddenly, he vaguely understood something.

After baking the cakes for most of the night, he turned over and got up just after dawn, and the others hadn't woken up yet.

He went out lightly, and went to the street outside, where most of the shops were not open yet.

He walked back and forth several times before he finally caught a shop selling makeup and powder and opened it, and hurried in.

A quarter of an hour later, the shopkeeper held silver in his hand, looked at the tall figure leaving, and couldn't help laughing: "Who said that only women love beauty? Look at this tall and thick man, he also knows how to buy facial fat to nourish his noodles. "

　Poor skin plus black or something, it really looks old

　　
　
(End of this chapter)