You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 313 Happy
Hearing what Nian Xia Yue said was getting more and more outrageous, Wen Qinger hurriedly lifted the curtain, and reprimanded Nian Xia pretending to be annoyed: "Nian Xia, don't be rude!"

Nian Xia shrinks her neck, shuts her mouth quickly, and does not forget to stare at Zhuyun when her eyes sweep over Zhuyun, causing Zhuyun to flinch again.

It felt like there was a chasm between the two of them in just a short section of the car shaft. Ying Yu looked at Zhuyun who was almost half of his body outside the car, and laughed secretly for a while.

Nianxia is not alone in making mistakes, Ying Yu hurriedly said a few words to Zhuyun, instead of looking at Zhuyun's resentful eyes, holding Wen Qing'er's little hand, flamboyantly raised Zhuyun Raising his eyebrows, he put down the curtain.

The ten fingers of the two were tightly clasped together, the previous restraint was swept away, and these ten fingers never wanted to be separated again.

In less than half an hour, Zhuyun randomly found a crowded street and stopped.

Wen Qing'er got out of the car and vaguely saw that this was Yinghu Street where she and Ying Yu first met.

Looking up, you can see the small storefront with the signboard of Wangji Soup Shop. After a baptism of fire, the small square is very different from before.

It used to be rented exclusively for acrobatics, but now it is fenced into a square cubicle.

The lattice room is not big, about two feet in length and width, and sells some miscellaneous gadgets, which are very interesting to look at.

"Why did you come here?" Ying Yu chose this place, but Wen Qing'er was very surprised.

I thought that with Ying Yu's calm temperament, he would definitely not like this kind of noisy place, but the reality in front of him was just the opposite. In Wen Qing'er's perception, there was nothing more lively than Yinghu Street in the entire capital.

"I just want Qingqing to take me around." Ying Yu looked at the end of the street from afar, not knowing how to blend into this bustling street corner.

"Don't look at Ayu as a native of the capital, but after all these years, I don't know what to eat and what to do in the capital. Qingqing has to show me around."

Seeing Ying Yu's overwhelmed expression, Wen Qing'er felt distressed for a while, and quickly squeezed Ying Yu's palm, and said with a smile: "Then A Yu has brought the right person, if you want to talk about the understanding of eating and playing, there is no one else. People know more than Qinger!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Qing'er felt that something was wrong. This was exactly the same as what the dude said. Afraid that Ying Yu would think too much, Wen Qing'er hurriedly pulled Ying Yu into the crowd, leaving Ying Yu with no time to think about it. something else.

Just two steps away, Wen Qinger stuffed a bunch of red candied haws into Ying Yu's hands.

"Try it!"

Facing Wen Qing'er's expectant gaze, Ying Yu took a small bite. The weather is not cold enough now, the sugar skin on the surface of the candied haws has become sticky and soft, and even the hawthorn wrapped inside is soaked in sweetness.

I don't know if it's because of the person in front of me or what, Ying Yu ate a few in a row, but he didn't feel tired of his mouth.

Relying on the fact that no one knew her on the street, Wen Qing'er gradually became bolder, hooking Ying Yu's finger and running away.

Ying Yu looked down at Wen Qing'er's smiling face, the wide cuffs covered the interlocking fingertips of the two of them, hidden in the tide of people coming and going, unnoticed, unexpectedly gave birth to some secret happiness.

The two of them looked at the clay figurine for a while, and then at the bargaining and bickering in front of the store. Wen Qinger bought as they walked, and after walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Ying Yu had already tasted a dozen snacks.

Ying Yu was holding her arms in her arms, but she was still reluctant to let go of Wen Qing'er with the other hand, and finally there was no room for her fingers to take out her purse to pay for the money.

(End of this chapter)