Yang Zimei was about to change into a dress and wait for Song Xuan to come over and take her to City B with her.
She put on a little dress and wore her dark shoulder-length hair casually, with two crystal hairpins pinned only to her bangs, which made her look fresh and good-looking.
Just as she was about to put on the silk scarf, Xue Hu shook her head and said, "Honestly, if you wear a silk scarf like this on such a hot day, it would really feel weird."[
Yang Zimei also knew it was strange.
But……
She touched the mahogany sign and Xiaoqian's pendant. If these two were highlighted, it would seem even more strange.
"Sister, how about you put me in the bag." Xiao Qian said loudly, "I don't want you to become imperfect because of me."
"Put you in a bag and you'll suffocate."
Yang Zimei shook his head and said, "Absolutely not."
She threw the silk scarf aside, "If it's not perfect, it's not perfect. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to participate in a beauty pageant anyway, so that's fine."
"Actually, it's quite special just like this."
Xue Hu said from the side, "That's it, I don't want that silk scarf."
Yang Zimei nodded and picked up the small handbag containing some necessary things. As for the other treasures, it didn't matter if they were left at home. With Long Zhutian and Master around, they wouldn't worry about being stolen.
Yang Zimei dressed neatly, hugged Xue Hu and walked out.
Long Zhutian was practicing his sword, and when he saw her, his eyes lit up.
He put down the wooden branch in his hand, walked over, grabbed Xue Hu's tail and threw it aside, then reached out to hug her and whispered in her ear: "You are so beautiful!"
Yang Zimei's face turned slightly red, full of embarrassment.
"I don't want you to leave!" Long Zhutian said domineeringly, his big hands tightening on her waist.
"This won't work. I promised Mr. Song."
Although Yang Zimei missed his embrace very much, she still had to do what she had to do.
"How about you go with me!"
Yang Zimei blinked and looked at him and asked.[
Long Zhutian let go of his hand and said, "You can go ahead. I don't like crowded places."
"Haha, that's all I know, then I'll go."
Yang Zimei stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, "Concentrate on practicing your sword and don't miss me too much."
"Um."
Long Zhutian nodded in agreement, his cheeks were slightly red and his breathing was a little heavy.
Yang Zimei smiled and called Xue Hu, who was furious because he was thrown aside by Long Zhutian, to come over. He greeted his master and uncle, then walked out of the door to wait for Song Xuan.
"That man of yours is really going too far. You throw me like this every time." Xue Hu said angrily.
"Why can't you avoid it?"
"I don't know what happened. In front of him, I feel like an ordinary fox every time." Xue Hu's claws scratched the fur on his head frantically, "I really
It’s too much to bear.”
"You have to endure it if you can't bear it." Yang Zimei touched its fur, "Who told you to follow me?"
Xue Hu looked at her speechlessly.
Yes, who told me to follow her because I was a bitch?
However, it was still willing to follow her.
Although it is frustrating, it is much better than the days of the past thousands of years. I can clearly feel my own existence and no longer feel like I am just like those dirt and rocks.
Perhaps, this is the happiness of the human world.
