Two years later:

The biennial large-scale temple fair in M ​​City is held in Longquan Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there are temporary restaurants, taverns and teahouses. Various small stalls on the side of the road are filled with various exquisite handicrafts.

People in disguise and ancient costumes came and went around, passing by on stilts, playing with diabolic artists everywhere, and diabolic artists were seen. There were endless people coming to participate in the temple fair. At the foot of the mountain, there were crowds of people and bustling.

"Sister, here, I want to eat candied haws."

Baiyu pulled Su Xinyuan and ran towards the uncle who sold candied haws. Su Yang followed slowly, with an elegant smile on his face, and had already left his childish cheeks. He was even more handsome, eleven-year-old young

The broken child looks very noble as gentlemanly.

"Yangyang."

Su Xinyuan smiled and turned around, holding Su Yang's hand, afraid that he would be squeezed out by the crowd. There were so many people, and it would be difficult to find if they were lost.

In two years, many things have changed. Su Xinyuan is wearing a lake blue sweatshirt with the same style as Su Yang Baiyu. She is wearing flat shoes. She has reached Baiyu's nose and is a bit of pink.

Her beautiful face is different from her maturity two years ago and her figure is becoming more and more delicate. Even if she wears loose sportswear, she cannot stop her petite and hot figure.

Baiyu looked back, a face that was originally cute and extremely pink and tender, now it has become clear and angular, with a different mature taste than before. The two of them stood together, handsome man and pretty woman, in the eyes of outsiders, they were like

A young couple.

On the stone stairs not far away, the boy stopped, his dark eyebrows slightly frowned, turned around and looked at the light blue figure in the crowd, and a familiar feeling slowly grew in his heart.

A hint of doubt flashed across the dark purple eyes, pointing to the blue figure at the foot of the mountain, with a cold and ruthless voice: "Asan, do I know her?"

A San suddenly turned his head, his face turned pale in an instant, Miss Yuanyuan!

"I don't know you, Young Master, this is our first time in China. How could we know the people here?"

A San's face suddenly recovered, and he was almost frightened. He looked at Leng Xiusi and found that he was staring at the girl who was fed a candied haws.

A cold sweat was wiped, but fortunately the young master didn't notice him, otherwise he would be over. They just returned to China today and heard that there was a temple fair. The young master came to pray for the master. Unexpectedly, he met Yuan in the vast sea of ​​people.

Sister Yuan*.

"let's go!"

The voice is cold and heartless, and the dark purple eyes are deep, making people unable to see the end, just like the water in the cold pond, which can make people cold to their bones at a glance.

If Leng Xius was arrogant two years ago, then Leng Xius now has already taken away the arrogance and evil spirits of his body, becoming even more unfathomable, and even a little ruthless.

"Yes, young master."

Ah San didn't dare to say too much, for fear that he would say something he shouldn't say when he said too much. He followed Leng Xius's footsteps, and looked at the foot of the mountain from the corner of his eyes. Su Xinyuan had been pulled by Baiyu.

, before going to another small carpet, discussing something seriously.

That guy Baiyu loves to eat, play and make trouble. He is even more childish than Su Yang. He wants to buy whatever he sees. Su Xinyuan has been caught several times. He looked at Su Yang with a big bag with a small bag with heartache.

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Chapter completed!