Thinking of this, he could not help but follow up.

Feng Qingge at the back saw the situation, frowned slightly, looked at the humble carriage, and then moved forward.

Over there, Guan Xilin came to the carriage and handed a piece of scallion cake to Lengshuang: "this is for you, and there is mung bean soup. You can't eat it while it's hot before we go."

Leng Shuang looked at him, reached out and said thanks.

He stepped into the carriage, lifted the curtain and was about to enter. He said, "Xiaojiu, the scallion cake is still hot. The uncle said that the taste of mung bean soup is excellent, so I brought one for each of you."

Feng Jiu in the carriage reached out to take his scallion cake and mung bean soup and said with a smile: "mung bean soup! I haven't drunk it for a long time. It's just right, brother. Thank you

"Hey hey, thank you for what you like. I'll buy some maids back and let them serve you and make delicious food for you." He knew that she was fond of delicious food.

"Good."

She laughed and saw him back in the carriage and opened the bag. Just as she was about to bite into the scallion cake, she suddenly heard a voice that was not strange outside the carriage.

"Miss Guan, I'm Murong Yixuan."

Miss Guan? Who is it called?

The Phoenix nine tiny Zheng in the carriage, looks at her equally stunned cheap elder brother, silent inquires: how to return a responsibility?

Guan Xilin bit into a green onion cake and said, "I met you when I was just shopping. My name is Murong Yixuan. I said that I offended you in Shilin Town last time. I want to say sorry to you."

Speaking of this, he was a little annoyed and said, "I told him not to use it just now. He is still coming. I don't know what he wants to do!"

"I'd better go down and have a look." He put down the scallion cake in his hand and was about to lift the curtain and jump out of the car. He suddenly turned back and said to Feng Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, tie up your veil."

The scar on Xiao Jiu's face is not good. She always wears the gauze when she goes out. He doesn't want others to see her scratched face and look at her with colored eyes.

"Well." Feng Jiu is smiling and tying the upper yarn. It's strange. What does Murong Yixuan want to do?

Murong Yixuan, waiting outside the carriage, was a little nervous at this time. His palms were slightly sweating. He looked forward to the carriage: would she lift the curtain? Does she remember meeting him twice?

Sitting outside, when the cold frost driving a carriage saw the look on Murong Yixuan's face with a trace of expectation, she could not help frowning slightly and looked at him strangely.

What does Murong Yixuan want to do? As far as she knows, isn't he engaged with Miss Feng Qingge? How can you look at the carriage with expectation and tension?

The curtain of the carriage was opened by Guan Xi Lin. he came down and put down the curtain to look at Murong Yixuan standing in front of the carriage: "I said that you don't need to apologize or anything? Why are you still here? "

At this time, Murong Yixuan was infatuated with looking at the carriage. Thinking of the appearance of the woman in the carriage when the curtain was lifted just now, her heart was pounding again.

Today, she did not wear a red dress, but a white dress with a veil of the same color on her face. She just sat there quietly, with a refined and refined atmosphere all over her body, which made her look so quiet and elegant.

She was dressed in red, but she was dazzling and charming like the scorching sun. It seemed that every time she saw her, she gave him a different spiritual shock, and every time she let him be fascinated by her

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