Feeling a little hungry, Hong Cen found a smaller teahouse. Unexpectedly, just after sitting down for a while and eating something, Liu Yue, who had not been seen for several months, was wearing a pink Luo Shang.
A few people who looked like bodyguards and a little maid hurried over!
I was probably in a hurry, my face was bright red, and there were beads of sweat on my forehead.
Her eyes were still sparkling with joy. Just when she was about to call someone, she regretted that she didn't know his name yet. Standing in front of the table, she saw Hong Cen looking over, her eyebrows curled up in joy, a little shy.
He shouted softly, "You are finally here..."
It seems that she has been looking forward to it for a long time.[
Hong Cen was a little surprised. Liu Yue at this time was a little different from four months ago.
It seems that you have grown up a little, become more mature, or in other words, do you feel more ladylike?
The people around them were paying more or less attention to them.
I would like to ask, isn’t it strange that the city lord’s daughter appears in such a small place?
Hong Cen's expression remained the same, he said calmly and politely: "Yes. Please sit down."
He didn't stand up to greet him, and he didn't think much of this move personally. But the people around him showed varying degrees of surprise in their eyes, and they all speculated about Hong Cen's origins. No matter what his origins were, he couldn't be a minor figure.
He didn't even get up when he saw the city lord's daughter.
Liu Yue sat down under the waiter of the maid, "Hey... Master, can you tell me what your name is? It would be nice to have a title."
This ranking, at first glance, is not an ordinary young lady. You can tell by looking at the five or six servants at the door. When a young lady comes out and brings six or seven people with her, she is either rich or noble.
"My surname is Cen." Hong Cen said one word.
The surname Hong is strange, but the surname Cen is quite common.