Chapter 838： Cousin (87)

Chapter 383 cousin (87)

Bai Weiwei was sitting in the carriage, and a horse next to him followed.

"White girl, I said that the lake pavilion is not far ahead."

The carriage swayed, a white hand, gently draped over the carriage curtain, and opened halfway.

Bai Weiwei smiled at the probe. "And Mr. Laoping sent me this."

Ping Linqing was in his thirties and his appearance was warm and elegant. His eyes were with a trace of admiration and said: "No, you and I have a common hobby, and we also like an author. It is the confidant."

Bai Weiwei nodded. "Yes, I especially like the work of "Small Xianggong don't run, monk Taoist loves you"."

Ping Lin’s gentle expression also became excited. “The confidant, this article is simply his most classic work, written in lingering, can be sobbing, coughing.”

Ping Lin Qing remembered that he was outside, and immediately pressed the excitement of meeting a confidant.

Bai Weiwei quickly agreed, "Yes, you and I see the same."

Then the white old driver followed the flat and uncle, and the two showed the same smile.

Bai Weiwei returned to the carriage.

The system finally held its head. "So, is this the ancient fan base?"

Bai Weiwei spread his hand. "Where can I go to find a man familiar with me?"

This kind of society has too many rules for women, and she has no chance to meet other men at all.

I can't recognize it when I meet it.

Especially after marrying Chimu, the man stared at her like the treasure of his family.

She is not allowed to be exposed at all.

She wants to find someone to pretend to run away. Is there anything more familiar than fans who are fans?

And still go to see the author together.

For fans, it’s a super good thing at the explosion level.

System: "How do I feel that you just want to see the wonderful author?"

Bai Weiwei is wretched: "Hey, where is it, am I so awkward?"

System: You are, don't be modest, and you will be beaten if you are modest.

Visit the lake pavilion.

Bai Weiwei and Ping Linqing walked side by side.

A white dress flutters in the air.

A twilight long skirt is pretty.

Standing on a piece of strange boarding.

The scenery of the lake pavilion is good, the snow covers the lake, and the lake is clear and there is no ice.

The residual leaves are exposed on the lake, and there is no general flavor.

Ping Linqing said: "We are still the first to find the readers here. I want to see the author I admire. My heart is like the March deer, and I can't stop."

Bai Weiwei: "I am more than a deer, I can't wait to be the ink in the book, just to touch his hand."

Ping Lin’s smile changed a bit. “I want to be his chair and let him sit on me and write the gorgeous chapter.”

How can the iron powder be lost?

Bai Weiwei chilled: "I want to be his eyes. The first time, I saw the lingering text."

On defending the fate, I am the first who loves the second who goes.

The faces of the two readers are not right.

Because I love the same author, I feel like a love enemy.

In the air, there was a smell of gunpowder, and they licked each other.

The first signature to be held is her (he).

Who is going to rob, who is the enemy who does not share the sky.

"Snapped."

A teacup was replayed on the table and broken.

He stared coldly at the pair of men and women in the distance, how much they liked each other and how long they had watched each other.

(End of this chapter)