"Hello, my name is Yuan Zhiru. I am Xing's fiancée."

In the stall, Yuan Zhiru stood a little behind Ling Xing and introduced himself in a low voice. He was too introverted, especially in front of unfamiliar people. He spoke in a low voice and stuttered a little, and he didn't know where to put his hands. Later, he could only pull his clothes and his little face turned red.

It’s a pity that because An Xiaoxi and An Xiaoqian’s stands blocked the view of the group of occupants outside the stall, they did not see Yuan Zhiru’s cute side, which is a pity.

"Wow, so cute!" An Xiaoqian's eyes shone, and she rushed up and began to ravage Yuan Zhiru's face frantically. Of course, her strength was still very gentle... But this also made Yuan Zhiru like a frightened little rabbit, with her eyes flustered. She could say something before, but now she is completely silent.

[Ling Xingjiang, you are a girl in the golden house! Why didn’t you tell me that you have a fiancée?] An Xiaoxi threw a helpless look at Ling Xing.

I really don’t know how popular this member of my community is. So many people are eager to Ling Xing, regardless of gender, sister or fiancée... they are almost the Holy Grail War!

[I only found out recently... I blame me?]

[Isn’t your fiancée Zidie Jiang? (Smile)]

[That was just a temporary solution. You didn’t know it at that time! (Indifferent face)]

......

Ling Xing and An Xiaoxi's eyes collided with each other, sparks filled with love.

"Husband..." Yuan Zhiru couldn't bear the destruction of An Xiaoqian, and his expression seemed very pitiful, calling Ling Xingdao weakly.

"That... can you stop? Zhiru is a little overwhelmed." Ling Xing said to An Xiaoqian with a wry smile. Seeing Yuan Zhiru's current powerless look really a bit damaged. He was just rubbed his face, he had to say that his physique is really delicate...

So, let yourself save him! After all, this is one of the conditions determined with your mother. But why do you always feel that your manly strength is increasing inexplicably when facing Yuan Zhiru? This seems contrary to your original intention at the beginning...

Ling Xing felt that he seemed to have something amazing.

Originally, it was very strange that a girl had a fiancée, and the fiancée was still a man!

"Okay," An Xiaoqian stopped her actions with unfulfilled expression, her expression was full of recklessness. Ahhhh, so cute, I didn't want to stop at all! "But by the way, Ling Xing, you are very spoiled by your fiancée." An Xiaoqian's lips raised slightly, looking very curious, "Does you say you like him? He is your true love?"

"What are you saying?" Ling Xing's face became rosy this time, so how could he speak like this in front of others?

Especially when she saw Yuan Zhiru's hopeful and bright eyes, Ling Xing felt that she was not as good as she was. In a hurry, she said such an ambiguous sentence, but fortunately, the ending was not too bad. Although Yuan Zhiru's expression was a little dim, there was no sign of sadness.

"Sister..." An Xiaoxi pulled An Xiaoxi's sleeve.

"Oh oh, I'm sorry Xiao Xiaoxi, after all, this is your home court now." An Xiaoqian smiled and stepped aside, starting to deal with some tourists' acquaintances, because some people had already recognized her as Yu Feng Bomo, the eighteenth-ranked painter ranking. She didn't expect that she could see this great god at a newcomer stall. How could such a good opportunity be missed?

So, An Xiaoqian also surrounded her, most of whom were going to sign, asking An Xiaoqian about her new work, and of course she also suggested that she was very rich and wanted to talk to An Xiaoqian at night at a nearby hotel... Such people had long been beaten and dragged away by the angry A, B, C and D people around her.

This is their own death. In fact, the order in the venue is quite good.

"I'm sorry, my sister has caused you trouble." An Xiaoxi sighed and apologized to Yuan Zhiru.

My sister is not in control, so what she can do is to do after-care for An Xiaoqian, such as soothe Yuan Zhiru's emotions.

"It's okay." The redness on Yuan Zhiru's cheeks had not completely faded, but he still forgave An Xiaoqian's actions towards him. It was just a little trouble. She was not the only one who wanted to [beep-] his thoughts because of his cuteness...

"But please stop doing such rude behavior again!" Yuan Zhiru emphasized very seriously.

"I definitely won't!" An Xiaoxi promised.

"This is almost the same." Yuan Zhiru turned his head proudly. His anger just now had not completely disappeared!

An Xiaoxi: "..."

It’s really better to see it at first sight than to hear it. The young master from the original source actually looked like this. An Xiaoxi sighed in his heart, what’s wrong with the young masters now? One after another, all of them are cute boys... What’s more, when dressed up, they are all beautiful women of the beauty of the country, and how can the light emitted like the bright moon be comparable to that of his own firefly candle?

Is this so toxic?

An Xiaoxi was deeply hit.

"President, are you..." Ling Xing saw An Xiaoxi stunned, and hurriedly reached out to shake her eyes, his tone full of worry. Why did this suddenly become like this?

"It's okay, I'm fine." An Xiaoxi calmed down and said subtly. No matter how much they said, they couldn't have children! When An Xiaoxi thought about this, she was a little bit more balanced. Yes, she still had an advantage! She thought so.

"Ling Xingjiang, you should have had enough rest? Hurry up and continue working, this is the last time." An Xiaoxi finally started to talk about the important matters. She wasted a lot of time just now.

"Since that's the case, I won't disturb my husband. Go and do your business." Yuan Zhiru also said tactfully. He slowly retreated behind Ling Xing and stared at Ling Xing affectionately, looking like "I'm very well-behaved, I'm here to silently support my husband."

"Zhiru, the more you do this, the more I feel a little sorry for you." Ling Xing smiled bitterly.

"Xing, there is nothing, this is my duty." Yuan Zhiru looked serious and had inexplicable persistence in this regard.

"That's how..." Ling Xing couldn't say anything more. Yuan Zhiru had completely replaced himself into his identity, and what about himself? With a utilitarian purpose... She suddenly felt a little ashamed.
Chapter completed!