Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

449 Chapter 449, Love Day
Seeing that Gu Xiuran was doing the same as usual, Nan Jin breathed a sigh of relief, then peeked up at Gu Xiuran, seeing that he was concentrating on helping her tidy up her clothes, and there was no strange reaction, Nan Jin was greatly relieved in one breath.

"Next time, sit tighter. If I push you, you'll fall down. It's too easy to push." ​​Nan Jin, who was not timid, regained her arrogance and arrogance.

Gu Xiuran's hands that helped Nan Jin tidy up his clothes paused. Even though he didn't raise his eyes, he could still imagine how arrogant Nan Jin was at the moment. Thinking about it, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and immediately suppressed it. , and responded seriously, "Okay."

Nan Jin didn't expect Gu Xiuran to respond so obediently, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he pressed down and stood up, "That's all for now, I'm going back to catch up on sleep, it's the first time When I came to Fuzhou once, I went shopping in the streets at night and listened to gossip. Let’s go to a restaurant on the street for dinner, and you can rest too."

Saying that, Nan Jin shook her sleeves and left from the study.

"Okay." Gu Xiuran sat there without getting up, looked at Nan Jin's leaving back and responded. At this moment, he could no longer conceal the surging emotion in his heart, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

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In Youzhou, Nan Jin and Gu Xiuran were household names, almost everyone knew them.

But it's different in Fuzhou. It can be said that no one knows them. When they saw them, they thought they saw two good-looking young masters.

Gu Xiuran was relatively cold, and with his black clothes, he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with, and his whole body exuded the aura that no strangers should enter.

Nan Jin was different, she was also dressed in black, but she had a gentle face, with a bit of femininity, and she looked like that kind of good-tempered.

So when the two were walking on the street, there were charming women on both sides of the road throwing handkerchiefs and sachets into Nan Jin's arms.

Before they had time to go shopping in the street, a lot of handkerchiefs and sachets were smashed. Nan Jin was stunned by the smashing, while Gu Xiuran had a black face.

"What is this for?" Nan Jin turned around and asked Gu Xiuran with a handkerchief and a sachet in his hand.

"Oh, my little brother is from another place." Someone on the side was already sore, "If you don't understand the rules, don't come out and run around, bad marriage."

The girls all threw the handkerchief sachets to Nan Jin, and they lost them.

"Today is our local love day in Fuzhou. If the girls are interested in someone, they can throw handkerchiefs and sachets to the man. If the man is interested, he can bring things to the woman's house to propose marriage. Of course, the man can also give the jade pendant and fan. Give it to the girl you like, if the girl accepts it, she agrees, if she doesn't accept it, she rejects it."

This is an explanation from a well-meaning person. After all, Fuzhou has a port, and it is normal for people from other places to come and go. This happens to Nan Jin every year.

After Nan Jin heard this, she let go of her hands. She originally thought that since she was also a woman, it would not be good to embarrass those women, but she couldn't accept it.

As soon as Nan Jin let go, the sachets and handkerchiefs fell on the ground, and there was a series of lamentations all around, all of which came from women.

There were also bursts of excitement, which came from those women who didn't throw them away. They felt that Nan Jin didn't like these women, so they had hope.

So much so that just as Nan Jin lost the sachet and handkerchief in his hand, another round of handkerchiefs and sachets fell over.

This time, Nan Jin was not calm anymore, she reached out and grabbed Gu Xiuran's hand and ran, looking at the dark alley while running, when she saw a dark alley, she grabbed Gu Xiuran and rushed in without stopping. He stopped until he reached the end of a dead end and had nowhere to go before he stopped.

(End of this chapter)