Christmas is coming, and the service industries around the shopping mall are very busy.
Each music house plays their own music, which is nothing more than a few very old Christmas songs.
There is a small square at the main entrance of the mall with many people, mostly young couples.
When she reached the center of the square, Mu Mu slowed down a bit. This was where she squatted down last time after chasing her out of the self-service hot pot restaurant.
She also met Ning Rui later, but she didn't know if what she said had any impact on him. Thinking about it now, she really regrets it.
Lu Yifan grabbed her hand and stuffed it into his pocket. The two hands, one big and one small, shared the same pocket for warmth.
This was the first time for the two of them to take such a walk.
When I went to the beach for vacation before, after dinner, Zhang Mofei would always take Pei Mochen's hand and go for a walk on the beach.
And these young lovers walking hand in hand in the square now, how do they feel?
What's the point?
You can do a lot of things with this time.
But now who is unwilling to speed up the pace and let go of the little hand in his heart?
People are really contradictory sometimes.
The most outrageous thing about this kind of public place is the children selling roses.
Just after crossing the square and going to the parking lot, a little girl of four or five years old holding a little boy of two or three years old stopped in front of Mu Mu and Lu Yifan.
The two of them were holding many small roses in their hands, looking up at them, "Big brother, buy some flowers for big sister."
Mu Mu pointed at Lu Yifan and smiled at the little girl and said: "Kid, I am the eldest sister, but he is the uncle, do you know?"
The little girl nodded and changed her words, "Uncle, buy some flowers and give them to Auntie Loli."
Mu Mu raised his eyebrows funny and looked at her.
Oh, the little guy can still listen and speak, and his mind works so fast.
Lu Yifan curled his lips, smiled on his handsome face, bent down, patted the little girl's head gently with his big hand, stared into her shining eyes, and then whispered into her ear.
Mu Mu didn't know what he said to the little girl, but the little girl nodded happily, turned around and whispered something to her brother.
Afterwards, she ran away holding the flowers, but his brother stayed behind, holding Yifan Lu's clothes with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
The corners of Lu Yifan's mouth twitched. Did he look like a person without credibility?
Mu Mu glanced at Lu Yifan suspiciously, looking at the direction the little girl ran away, wondering what kind of medicine the old fox was selling in his gourd.
Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "What did you say to her?"
What on earth did you say, let the little girl not sell any flowers, but send her brother here to watch them.
She frowned and thought about it.
Yifan Lu leaned close to her, "Want to know?"
Mu Mu curled his lips and said disdainfully, "You want to talk or not."
As expected, he was born into a business family. When answering a question, he still wanted to make conditions.
She won't be fooled.
She turned her attention to the little boy again, and saw him looking at her with a pair of bright eyes. She asked curiously, "Kid, what are you looking at? Where is your sister?"
"Sister told me to watch uncle."
The little boy is still young and speaks in a babyish voice, which is a bit unclear.
Mu Mu wrinkled his nose, knowing that asking such a small question would not make any sense.
Just when she gave up questioning and raised her head, the scene in front of her made her dizzy.
