However, the old lady said confidently: "Yes, aren't you the maid of this young lady?"

"Whether it's in terms of appearance or temperament, you are the maid!"

"I know, you look about the same age as this lady."

"But she is a young lady and you are a maid, so your heart will be unbalanced to some extent."

"But everyone has their own destiny, you have to accept it!"

"Okay, okay, no more words."

"Hurry up and help your lady hold the hairpin."

"Don't waste your masters' time!"

The old lady's words almost made Weiyang vomit blood.

But before she spoke, Qianyin explained it seriously.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, she is not my maid, she is my neighbor and friend."

"I can just hold these hairpins myself, thank you grandma."

The old lady was stunned for a moment, but she still muttered in a low voice: "Isn't she a maid?"

"Why do I think she looks so much like a maid...?"

Weiyang wanted to get angry with the old lady.

Qianyin took the hairpin box and pulled her away directly.

"Why are you dragging me away! I want to argue with her!" Weiyang was very angry.

Qianyin advised: "Okay, don't be angry."

"She is an elderly grandmother. What did you tell her?"

"It's already difficult for her to do business, so don't quarrel with her."

"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"When you get to the next stall, just say that I am your maid."

"This way we will be even."

Wei Yang didn't expect Qianyin to say this.

She was extremely happy in her heart, but there was a troubled look on her face.

"Is this good?"

Qianyin said cheerfully: "Why is it bad? As long as you don't continue to be angry, then it's good!"

"Let's go to the next stall."

The three of them came to a small stall selling masks.

Qianyin took the initiative to hang around behind Weiyang and Jimo Yuan, like a little maid being sent around.

Wei Yang was extremely satisfied.

She smiled and picked up a mask to cover her face, then turned to ask Jimo Yuan: "Does it look good?"

Wei Yang was completely imitating the way Qian Yin bought hairpins and asked Jimo Yuan just now.

Jimo Yuan didn't look at her.

Instead, he picked a Zhu Bajie mask, turned around, and covered Qianyin's face with the mask.

"Ah? What kind of mask is it? Let me see."

Qianyin didn't pay attention just now. Leng Buding was covered with a mask and hurriedly wanted to take it off to take a look.

Jimo Yuan couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled when he saw that Zhu Bajie's mask had Qianyin's eyes.

He shook his head: "You don't need to take it off, you just wear it like this, it looks good."

"Is it really beautiful?" Qianyin looked at him suspiciously.

"Yeah." Jimo Yuan replied seriously.

Qianyin saw that he was suppressing a smile and didn't believe him.

"Weiyang." Qianyin turned around and asked, "What does my mask look like? Is it really good-looking?"

Because the mask is supported by Jimo Yuan's hands to cover Qianyin's face.

So when she turned around to face Weiyang.

Jimo Yuan also moved accordingly.

The distance between the two is very close.

Jimo Yuan's attitude was also very intimate.

This made Wei Yang, who had just taken the initiative to put on a mask and asked Jimo Yuan if he looked good, but got no response, very angry.

"It's a pig!" Weiyang exposed Jimo Yuan's little trick.

She threw her mask back on the stall and walked away first.

"Eh? Why did she leave? Didn't she say that we wanted to go to the market together?" Qianyin looked puzzled.

Her acting skills have always been superb, and no one can tell the difference.

Jimo Yuan put on the mask for Qianyin and said calmly: "Don't worry about other people."

"Didn't you just want to take me out to the market at first?"

Qianyin nodded: "What you said makes sense——"

"Eh?!"

"Wei Yang just said that this is a pig's mask!"

"Why did you help me put it on?!"

"Take it off for me quickly!"

"There are so many beautiful masks over there, but you chose a pig mask for me!"

"Jimo Yuan, you are sincere!"

Qianyin and Jimo Yuan were fighting, and Zhu Bajie's mask was taken off.

But Qianyin did not let Jimo Yuan go.

She stuffed several hairpin boxes into Jimo Yuan's arms.

Then "forcibly" put Zhu Bajie's mask on his extraordinarily handsome and evil face.

The "force" here is not really force.

After all, Jimo Yuan is the Demon Lord.

If he doesn't want to, no one can do anything to him.

So, he is actually willing to wear it.

He just pretended to struggle.

He likes to see Qianyin’s vivid expression;

He likes to make Qianyin feel that she suppresses him;

He likes to see Qianyin laughing wildly and proudly after helping him put on the mask.

The golden sunshine shines on her face and smile.

It seems that everything is dyed with the light called hope.

·

Qianyin and Jimoyuan finished browsing the small stalls.

They planned to enter a cloth shop.

Qianyin now makes a living by doing embroidery. She needs needles, threads and cloth.

She's going to buy some goods.

And at this moment, Weiyang, who had disappeared for a while, came back.

There are two candied haws in her hand.

She apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Qianyin, I was not in a good mood just now."

"So I just stayed alone for a while."

"To express my apology, I bought you a bunch of candied haws."

"You won't be angry with me, will you?"

"Can we still go shopping together?"
To be continued...