Yu Liu secretly glanced at Feng Yao from time to time and noticed that her mood seemed not to be so bad anymore, so she felt relieved.
Although the town is small, it is very prosperous. It is surrounded by small buildings of two or three floors and some shops. The vendors on the street are shouting loudly. Some sell rouge, gouache, and jewelry, but Feng Yao doesn't seem to be interested in them.
After taking a look at it, he continued to the next house. Xi'er, however, fell in love with several pieces of jewelry. Yu Liu was in a good mood and threw her a piece of silver and asked her to buy whatever she liked. Xi'er was very happy and soon it was
I bought a lot of gadgets and snacks.
"Madam and Master, please try it. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is quite delicious." Xi'er held up the snack and handed it to the two of them like a treasure. Fengyao looked at it, picked up a small piece, tasted it, and nodded.
Said: "It's not bad, sweet but not greasy."
What hasn't Yu Liu eaten in the palace? But when Feng Yao nodded and said it was delicious, he also took a piece and put it in his mouth to eat, "It's really good."
Feng Yao ignored him and continued walking as if he didn't exist.
Yu Liu suddenly held Feng Yao's cold little hand, looking as if nothing had happened and it was natural.
While eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Xi'er poked Song Yuan next to her with her elbow, lowered her voice and said with a smile: "Did you see that, the young master just held my wife's hand?"
Song Yuan glanced at her, and there was no reaction on his cool and cold face. He just said lightly: "The mouth is full of dim sum scum."
"Ah? Really?" Xi'er was stunned for a moment, then stuck out his tongue and licked all the snacks at the corner of his mouth. Song Yuan's face turned red and he quickly turned his head away.
"Let go!" Feng Yao turned to glare at Yu Liu and said fiercely: "Don't push yourself too far!"
Yu Liu smiled slightly, quite like a gentle young man, "No, I'm holding my wife's hand, no one can care about it."
"Who is your wife?" Feng Yao was angry, why did this man act like a scoundrel after leaving Li City?
"You and I are married, and you have to drink Henu wine on the wedding night. If you don't call me a lady, then what do you call a lady? It only counts after the wedding?" After Yu Liu finished speaking, he looked away from Feng Yao, who was still looking at her.
Not out of bust.
Feng Yao's face turned slightly red and he shouted: "What are you looking at!"
Yu Liu leaned over and said, "Look at me, madam!"
"You're obscene!" Feng Yao slapped Yu Liu's face and pushed her away. Her flushed and shy look made Yu Liu want to move, and the feeling of kissing during the day came to mind.
Xi'er, who thought she was quiet, exclaimed excitedly from behind: "Madam just acted coquettishly to the young master..."
Song Yuan still didn't respond, but Feng Yao, who heard the sound, turned around and glared at Xi'er fiercely. This little girl didn't know what she was excited about.
Xi'er shrank her neck and hid behind Song Yuan.
Feng Yao didn't care. For her, the culprit was Yu Liu.
Now this man was dragging her shopping, looking around with great interest.
Feng Yao was very awkward. She had never held hands with anyone else. She was still a man. The most important thing was that this man kissed her in the morning.
Feeling awkward all over her body and frowning, Feng Yao said, "I said, can you let go?" She also tried to pull out, but Yu Liu's hand was very strong.
Yu Liu refused, "What if you get lost?"
Feng Yao gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You treat me like a three-year-old child. You can't even throw me away if you throw me away!"