Chapter 187： These sisters are terrible

Chapter 187 These sisters are terrible

"Cut, don't look at me!" Song Yaoya glared at him and stood up angrily.

Then she was shocked by the enthusiasm of countless girls and she lost control of her expression, took two steps backwards, and looked stunned.

"Do you... also want to buy hair bands?"

She opened her big eyes blankly, and pointed weakly at the girl selling headbands.

Thinking that he was blocking their way, embarrassedly moved to the side.

Then she found out that she moved by herself, and they followed suit. One by one, the eyes were bright, and the expression in her eyes made Song Yaoyao feel abrupt.

Wow! This group of sisters is terrible!

"puff……"

Song Wenchuan couldn't hold back any more, and smiled instantly.

He wiped away the tears he had laughed, and saw that those people were about to move, and he wanted to touch them by Song Yao. He hurriedly squeezed in and took the little girl into his arms, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please give in. We should go home."

Song Yaoyao was really scared, she is not a star, these people are too enthusiastic!

"Huh? Are you leaving now?"

"Let's stay a while! Can we take a picture together, cute?"

Song Yaoya obediently stayed in Song Wenchuan's arms, and was squeezed out of the crowd by him, breathing fresh air. She breathed a sigh of relief.

With her long hair being messed up, she lay on Mimi's probe in Song Wenchuan's arms and found that those sisters were still holding their phones and patted her.

She was so scared that she hid in Song Wenchuan's arms again.

Muffled: "Do they treat me as a rare animal?"

No, you are cute.

"Cough..." Song Wenchuan couldn't help but laugh.

When they went farther, those people finally stopped following.

Song Yaoya exhaled, the little devil's headband crooked.

Song Wenchuan raised his hand and gave her Dai Zheng, "still?"

"why not?"

Song Yaoya happily supported her headband, and shook her head to show him, "Doesn't it look good? Super good-looking!" She asked and replied, "I want to wear it back to show my brother!"

"Brother? He's not his own, but your name is quite close."

Song Wenchuan tasted it and raised his hand to grab it, "Return me, I don't want to give you this little white-eyed wolf."

"No!"

Song Yaoyao hurriedly raised his hand to protect his head, ran away smilingly, standing in the distance and making a slight grimace at Song Wenchuan.

In one night, her smile never disappeared.

Song Jingwan had never been infected by Song Jingwan, even Song Jingwan didn't understand why Song Yaoyao was so satisfied.

A 20 yuan plastic headband, such a cheap thing, can she also wear a sense of happiness?

No one knows what Song Yaoyao has experienced. For her, every minute of every day is worth cherishing.

Happiness is not something you can buy with money.

Song Wenchuan looked at Song Yaoya, who was running wildly everywhere, with a gentle expression, and there was a sea of ​​spoiling between his eyes.

He asked Song Jingwan, "Why don't you wear it? Don't like it?"

"what?"

Song Jingwan was taken aback for a moment, and she gathered her broken hair, "No, it's just that my brother bought it for me, I'm afraid it will be broken."

"How is it possible? It's not paper." This answer made Song Wenchuan laugh and cry.

But in the end, Song Jingwan still didn't wear it, holding the headband in her hand, quietly following Song Wenchuan's side.

From time to time, he looked sideways, and he saw that his eyes were full of smiles, shining like stars, and his eyes fell on Song Yaoyao from beginning to end.

She gave birth to a lot of unwillingness in an instant. Song Yaoyao obviously didn't do any effort, and she didn't even want to call her brother Sheng. Why can my brother be so good to her, full of her heart and eyes!

(End of this chapter)