v2 Chapter 788： The wreath was worn on Lin Qingluo's neck

Chapter 790 The Wreath Worn Around Lin Qingluo's Neck

"Oh, why did he run away?"

"Where did you go?"

"This man is real, he ran away without saying a word."

Waiting for the young girls in the blooming season in front of the big tent, they reacted belatedly, and the two of them rushed into the vast night like a gust of wind, and disappeared.

The girls stomped their feet angrily, and the wreaths in their hands almost crumbled.

"Pfft."

Lin Yixuan burst out laughing.

"Hahaha."

Lin Qingluo laughed out loud.

The siblings have been secretly watching the show, seeing this moment, they couldn't help it, they laughed so hard that they almost died out of laughter.

"Brother Meng, don't take part in the wrestling competition, you are eye-catching enough today, we might as well go back."

Feng Yi sensitively noticed that some girls' eyes shifted to them, and he shivered with aversion to the cold, shaking off goose bumps all over the ground.

"become."

Wang Meng readily agreed: "I'm not good at wrestling, so I don't intend to play."

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, exchanged a tacit look, rubbed the soles of their feet with oil, and slipped away.

"Hey, you two wait for me."

Lin Jinpeng's scalp was numb from the girls' eager gaze, and he hurriedly chased after him.

Brother disappeared in a few moments, and only Lin Qingluo and Lin Yixuan were left in front of the fire.

Lin Qingluo was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a heroic appearance.

Although she is dressed as a teenager, with exquisite and small facial features, a discerning eye can tell that it is a girl.

Lin Yixuan was only nine years old, and he was still a child who hadn't grown up.

The eager eyes of the girls dimmed in an instant, and some people stopped where they were, unwilling to leave.

"Yixuan, eat mutton, the roast is good, and the level is good."

Lin Qingluo suppressed a smile, skillfully cut off a small piece of lamb with a dagger, and stuffed it into Lin Yixuan's mouth.

"Delicious."

Lin Yixuan only had his sister in his eyes, and he was eating mutton happily, not paying any attention to the complex and difficult gazes gathered from all directions.

"It's delicious and eat more."

Lin Qingluo laughed jokingly, cut off another piece of mutton, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Now is the time for you to grow your body, eat more mutton leg meat, grow taller, and run faster."

"Yeah, my sister eats too."

Lin Yixuan's big eyes were shining, and he also cut off a piece of mutton with a small knife, poked it with the tip of the knife, and held it to his sister's mouth.

"Yitxuan is so obedient, she always thinks about her sister when she eats."

Lin Qingluo's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, he patted his head lovingly, bit the mutton, and ate it into his mouth.

The intimate interaction between the siblings, as if no one else was present, was particularly dazzling in the eyes of those who cared.

"snort."

Standing outside the big tent, the blooming girls who watched with cold eyes felt their heart, liver and lungs ache, stomped their feet angrily, raised the curtain and got into the tent, out of sight.

A Ruhan didn't enter the tent, and stood in front of the tent for a long time rubbing the garland.

It wasn't until the end of the wrestling match that he didn't wait for the handsome figure in his mind to reappear, with his eyelids drooping sadly and his emotions complicated.

"A Ruhan, it's getting late, it's time to choose a suitable husband-in-law."

Chief Naiman secretly guessed and mistakenly thought that the proud son of heaven that Xu Ruyun said was Lin Jinlong, he felt a little regretful.

Even so, he still urged A Ruhan to make a decision as soon as possible in accordance with the rules passed down in the grassland since ancient times, choosing a husband-in-law who was most beneficial to the interests of the Naiman tribe.

A Ruhan rubbed the wreath in his hand, full of resignation, and did not dare to disobey his grandfather's order.

He suddenly turned his heart, held up the wreath, met countless eager eyes, walked towards the intimate siblings, and put the wreath on Lin Qingluo's neck.

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(end of this chapter)