Chapter 463

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it's almost six o'clock.

Yang Zimei is also ready to change into a dress, ready to wait for song Xuan to come and pick her up to B city.

Changed into a small dress, casually dressed in a long black shoulder hair, only in the bangs, not two crystal hairpins, look fresh and good-looking.

She just wanted to take the silk scarf, snow lake shook her head and said, "to be honest, if you wear such a silk scarf on such a hot day, it's really strange."

Yang Zimei knew it was strange.

But

She touched the mahogany card and the pendant of Xiaoqian. It seemed more strange to let these two protrude.

"Sister, why don't you put me in the bag?" Xiaoqian opened his voice and said, "I don't want you to be imperfect because of me."

"Put you in the bag and you'll suffocate."

Yang Zimei shook his head and said, "absolutely not."

She threw the scarf aside. "If it's not perfect, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm not going to the beauty pageant. That's it."

"Actually, it's very special."

Snow lake in a side way, "this is it, that scarves do not want."

Yang Zimei nodded and picked up the small handbag containing some necessary things. It doesn't matter if the other treasures are left at home. If the dragon and the master are there day by day, they won't worry about theft.

Yang Zimei dressed neatly and went out with the snow lake in her arms.

Dragon is practicing sword day by day. When he sees her, his eyes are bright.

He put down the wooden branch in his hand, came over, grabbed the tail of the snow lake and threw it aside. Then he held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "you are so beautiful!"

Yang Zimei's face turned red slightly, and she was full of shame.

"I don't want you to go!" The dragon's domineering way day by day, the big hand in her waist tightens.

"This can't work. I promised Mr. Song."

Although Yang Zimei is very nostalgic for his arms, what should be done still needs to be done.

"Or, you go with me."

Yang Zimei blinked at him and asked.

Dragon released his hand day by day. "You go. I don't like places with many people."

"Ha ha, that's all I know. I'll go."

Yang Zimei stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "concentrate on practicing sword, don't miss me too much."

"Well."

The Dragon nodded day by day, his cheeks reddish and his breath slightly heavy.

Yang Zimei smiles and greets him. He is so angry that he is thrown aside by the dragon day by day. He greets master and uncle, and goes out of the door to wait for song Xuan.

"Your man is really going too far. He throws me like this every time." Snow lake is very angry.

"Why can't you avoid it?"

"I don't know how. In front of him, I always feel like an ordinary fox." Snow lake's claws crazily scratched the fur on its head, "I really can't stand it."

"If you can't stand it, you have to take it." Yang Zimei touched its fur, "who told you to follow me?"

Snow lake looked at her speechless.

Yes, who called himself a slut to follow her?

However, it was willing to follow her.

Although I was depressed and bent, it was better than the days in the past thousands of years. I clearly felt my existence, and I no longer felt like those clay stones.

Perhaps, this is the happiness of the human world.

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