Chapter 98: Rain falls, rouge tears fall, pear blossoms play with begonias (22)

Author: melon crisp

Chapter 98: Rain falls, rouge tears fall, pear blossoms play with begonias (22)

Luo Qian didn't dare to speak after hearing this.

She really didn't know about this and she never said anything like this. She didn't know what the young prince meant, so she leaned against him quietly, smelling the fragrance of Canaan and trying to relax herself.

Xiao He raised his eyebrows and sighed in a pretentious manner: "You're not even willing to part with this little gift, are you?"

Mr. Wang arrived immediately: "Yes, of course!"

He didn't stay long, chatted for a few common words, and left quickly.

If he doesn't leave, Xiao He will soon have his heart and soul ripped out of him!

After Mr. Wang left, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

Xiao He looked at the old man's embarrassed back, silently raised the corners of his lips, glanced at the girl in his arms and raised his eyebrows: "You are still not coming down, do you plan to stay with me until the New Year?"

Luo Qian immediately got off him, looked at the playful smile on his face, and instantly blushed.

He is so bad, always bullying her and making fun of her!

Xiao He didn't say anything. He stood up and patted the folds on his robe. He was wearing a bright red dress, which made him look evil and flamboyant: "Let's go, I'll take you out to play."

Luo Qian was pulled up by his wrist, and her small hand was wrapped in the boy's warmth. She suddenly felt that the young prince was really a good person.

Maybe he is a good husband...

When Luo Qian thought about how he had said that she was his future princess... she didn't know if Xiao He was trying to prevaricate the old man, but he was really getting close to her just now.

Could it be true?

Luo Qian was looking forward to it, it would be great if she could really be with him in the future... Thinking of this, her cheeks couldn't help but blush, and the pink was more beautiful than rouge.

After sitting for a long time, I got off the carriage.

When getting off the bus, Luo Qian felt a little dizzy after sitting for too long. When she got off, her feet staggered and she almost fell off.

The young man stretched out his hand to catch the girl who was about to fall, and the wind blew his clothes flying, attracting the attention of people on the roadside.

As soon as those people saw it was the young prince, they were really afraid that he would come up with a bad idea and smash their things, so they all pulled their cars and ran away.

Luo Qian's face was shy: "Thank you so much, young prince."

"Be careful next time."

Luo Qian nodded.

Following him, we walked into the majestic building. There were also three luxurious gold-gilded characters on the plaque, "Wanchun Tower", and the red sand in the sky created a special atmosphere that was hard to describe.

A graceful woman wearing a beautiful blue mansa floated in front of her. Luo Qian looked at her. The woman's eyes were lifted up, and she was as gorgeous as a fox.

Luo Qian looked at Xiao He hesitantly, stretched out her hand and shook his sleeve: "Little prince, where is this place?"

The woman's voice was crisp and clear, which was pleasant to hear. It was different from those who deliberately pinched their throats and were delicate and artificial.

Xiao He smiled without letting anyone notice the playfulness in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I'm a little nervous..."

Luo Qian didn't know what was going on, she just felt that this place was too fragrant. There were all kinds of scents when she came in. She couldn't tell them apart and was a little confused.

I don't know what's going on, but I feel a little panicked in my heart. The panic comes from the woman who just walked past, and the fragrance around...

The ordinary-looking woman with heavy makeup came over and waved to Xiao He with the Mansha hanging on her shoulders, "Hey, it's a coincidence, little prince, that you came in. Miss Liu Yan just passed by and was about to dance on stage~"

Listening to the man's last pinching sound, which was a bit unpleasant, Luo Qian nervously grabbed Xiao He's finger: "Little prince..."

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to watch someone sing." Xiao He patted the back of her hand comfortingly and asked her to sit down on the chair.

"You wait here now. Don't run around. Just sit here. I'll call my friends over."

Luo Qian nodded obediently and sat at the table obediently. There were some exquisite and beautiful refreshments on the table.

"It's Miss Liu Yan——!"

"Miss Liu Yan——!"

There was a commotion below, screams, and the sound of a man whistling.

Luo Qian was startled by the sudden shout and started to cough, choking on a mouthful of water as if frightened.

There was a man behind who noticed this slightly obtrusive woman, came over and handed him a glass of water and patted her on the back.

Luo Qian thought it was the young prince who was back, so she didn't think much about it. She immediately drank warm water and her coughing subsided: "Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Luo Qian heard something was wrong in the voice and looked up to see a strange man with his chubby palm touching her.

Luo Qian was so frightened that she screamed: "Who are you!"

He accidentally fell off the stool.

Fang Zhengxian looked at the woman strangely, scratched his head, showed a smile that he thought was charming, and stretched out his hand to pull her up.

Luo Qian thought that the fat man in front of her was smiling so obscenely, her face turned pale, and she sat on the ground and kept retreating: "Don't come over here!"

What's going on with this girl, and what's the point of that expression that looks like she's about to cry?

Why can't a handsome and handsome man like me be seen?

Fang Zhengxian looked at her doubtfully: "Girl, isn't the ground cold? How about I pull you up?"

Fang Zhengxian considers himself a very compassionate person. When he went upstairs just now, he saw this beauty who was out of tune with her surroundings. She choked on the water and kindly came to help her. Her expression of being abused was very annoying.

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Little Fatty was furious. Normally, all the beauties he had on hand would come up to him and ask for help, but with her, it was no longer helpful.

He sighed and stretched out his hand to pull her up.

Luo Qian was pulled up from the ground by Fang Zhengxian, her eyes were red with fright, her voice was trembling and she was crying: "What are you doing here?"

What am I here for?

"What are you here for?" Fang Zhengxian's eyes widened: "Of course you are here to watch Miss Liu Yan dance?!"

This little lady doesn’t know where this place is, so how did she get here?

That's not what Luo Qian asked at all. What she asked was why Fang Zhengxian came towards her. However, she looked at this fat man and had no good feelings in her heart, always thinking that he was a bad person.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao He's voice is very discernible

Luo Qian heard his voice and thought he was saying that she would walk over immediately. As she walked, her tears fell down like broken beads.

Xiao He stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears: "Why are you crying?"

"Little prince, you are finally back..."

When Luo Qian finally saw Xiao He, she couldn't stop feeling aggrieved. Her voice was soft and crying, which made people feel heartbroken.

Fang Zhengxian, who was standing nearby, looked confused.

Why did this girl cry just because she was told to cry?

Xiao He stretched out his hand to pull out a chair and sat on it. Luo Qian was held in his arms, a small ball nestled like a fluffy hamster. He reached out and touched her head, with a smile in his voice.

When Fang Zhengxian saw Duan Youwen approaching, he immediately waved and whispered to him.

Duan Youwen scalded the cup, poured a glass of water, and made the tea as smoothly and gracefully as ever.

Xiao He looked at Luo Qian, who had red eyes from crying in his arms.

Her almond eyes are as round as walnuts. She looks very fresh like Xiaojiabiyu, and she is lovable when she cries.

Suddenly, I remembered that that time I was in this same place, but downstairs, with tiny tears hanging from the young man's eyelashes.

The eyes are as clear as water, like an ink painting with charm and connotation.

It makes people watch it for a long time, and it seems that every time they watch it, they have a different experience.

Xiao He felt a little irritated when he thought of Song Ci's cold attitude and how she could never let go of her guard against him.

Duan Youwen could see the depression on Xiao He's face at a glance. Although he didn't know who he was looking at, it was definitely not towards the little girl in his arms.

Pouring a cup of tea and placing it in front of Xiao He, the corners of his lips curled up: "Little prince, would you like to have a taste?"

I saved my money and bought a cover for Wenwen. The cover shows a little beauty, which is very nice, hahahaha.

Thank you very much for liking Wenwen. I love you so much! So I’m here to knock on the little broken bowl again and ask for your votes~
Chapter completed!