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Chapter 26 ...It's all about acting

"Uh... Mother is really there. She actually took a photo from a year ago. This person always wants to change himself to please himself, right?" Ling Xing smiled dryly, scratching the back of his head unconsciously, almost making all the fakes she had worn.

"But I still think this short look is more suitable." Yuan Zhiru temporarily accepted this statement, but he still expressed his little emotions.

The first crisis seemed to be resolved like this, and it seemed to be quite relaxing...

"Oh hehe, if you like my short look, I can cut it off in two days." Ling Xing felt that his words were so witty! Anyway, it was fake. Wouldn't it be better to return to the original appearance at that time. I feel that this will give you another wave of favorability and lay a good foundation for the first condition proposed by my mother.

We must continue to work hard and never slacken!

"Zhiru," Ling Xing quietly grabbed Yuan Zhiru's little hand. She could feel a noticeable tremor, but then she returned to calm and let Ling Xing hold it like this. But I have to say that Yuan Zhiru's hand was cold, very soft, and very comfortable to hold.

What are you thinking! You can't walk away from a normal lady...

"Huh?" Yuan Zhiru also felt a little turbulent. Apart from his mother, it was the first time he had been led by someone else in this age. And this person was his fiancé appointed by his mother...

"Why are you so nervous? I can't eat you again." Ling Xing smiled. She felt the panic just now, even though she was well concealed by calm behind.

"nothing......"

Don't do this anymore. Your expression has been betrayed. You are so good at it. Girl! Ling Xing looked at Yuan Zhiru's rosy face that was well maintained, but he didn't expose it. He just thought it was so cute!

"Where does Zhiru want to go?"

"It's okay, I'll follow Xing." Yuan Zhiru calmed down and whispered. A little less than Ling Xing's retreat, Yuan Zhiru was always looking towards Ling Xing's direction, with Ling Xing's complete side face in his vision.

How to say it? Yuan Zhiru thinks that Ling Xing's face is a pleasing type. The more carefully and carefully you look at it, the more you can feel the charm, although he prefers Ling Xing's short appearance in the photos.

The book always says that when you are moved, you will always feel like a deer bumping into you. The feeling Yuan Zhiru doesn’t know what it is, but he really feels that his mother is doing so well for him to find a fiancé!

"How can that be done? Does Zhiru really have no place to go especially? The facilities here in Rongle Plaza are still very comprehensive..."

"It's all said you'll make a decision."

"Oh, okay..." Ling Xing saw that Yuan Zhiru was so determined, he would no longer force him, but isn't this good for him? In this way, time will be better controlled, and it will be more convenient for him to escape.

"Then let's go to the tourist pedestrian street there first." Ling Xing instantly determined a direction. She had been studying the maps and calculation routes with Ye Zidie last night with her. Since the decision is in her own hands, how could she not make good use of it?

After walking through two sidewalks and climbing the twenty-stop steps, Ling Xing realized that this place is a little different from what I checked yesterday? Above the steps is a golden plaque, supported by wooden columns with a diameter of more than half a meter on both sides, forming a door-like structure. Through the plaque, there are tall buildings on both sides, and there are also many multi-storey shops in the middle. Vermilion red street lights are neatly arranged in two rows like straight soldiers.

It should be no other way...

But now, the shops on both sides are still open normally, but there are a row of trolleys with parasols in front of the doors on both sides, and there are shouts, cooking, and laughter from the crowd everywhere...

The smoke in the air was filled with the aroma of various foods. Although there was a large abortion, the cleanliness of the ground was still well maintained. A child who looked four or five years old was about to throw his useless bamboo sticks onto the ground, but was immediately stopped by his parents who were standing beside him. His little face reluctantly walked to the trash can and tiptoed to put the garbage in.

“Global Food Festival?”

Ling Xing recited the big words on the inflatable balloon at the front of his body.

'Although I didn't expect there would be such an event today, it looked particularly good. Zhiru, do you want to try something?" Ling Xing suddenly felt that something seemed to be missing in his hand...

"Zhiru?" Ling Xing turned around and appeared empty. Yuan Zhiru had already let go of her hand and didn't know where to go. No wonder why she felt that her hand had become empty.

"Is this a long-lost unique skill in the world moving instantly?" Ling Xing was black. But Yuan Zhiru's clothes were so distinctive. Soon, Ling Xing saw Yuan Zhiru who was staring affectionately at a stall through the crowd and dripping a box of octopus takoyaki to the customer in front of the cart.

"Want to eat this?"

"Yeah!" Yuan Zhiru almost threw her whole body on the cooking utensils, but she just stood there gracefully and nodded gently. "It smells so good, but I don't know what this is."

"You haven't even eaten takoyaki..." Ling Xing felt a little incredible, and he hadn't seen it before?

Even if I have never seen it before, shouldn't the sign on the trolley be written? Ling Xing looked up and said, "Okay, as if he hadn't said it... In order to match the theme of this global gathering, the roof of the trolley was written in Fusang text...

"No, it turns out it is called takoyaki. Such delicious food should be very expensive, right?"

You're thinking too much... Ling Xing remembers that when he ate it, he seemed to be a portion of Wusoft Sister Coin?

"Zhiru, what do you eat at home?" Ling Xing now wants to know the answer to this question, "Have you eaten any snacks?"

"There are still snacks, let me think about it," Yuan Zhiru pointed his chin with his fingers, and thought for a while, "Ah! The fennel beans made by my mother are very delicious!" Yuan Zhiru suddenly thought, clasped his hands together, and said happily.
Chapter completed!
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