Son, you miss me

Chapter 123 I will feel very guilty if you do this

It can be seen from Yong Mingyan's expression that he really wants to ask Xinyi, 'Are you promising?' But just after he struggled for a few hours, he gave up talking, probably realizing that he was promising... His own sister Xiao Xinyi didn't have that kind of thing.

"Okay, let's buy it again." Yong Mingyan said this and looked at Xinyi again: "This time you follow me closely. Don't get lost."

This is not easy! I'm sure I won't lose it if I drag you!

Xinyi thought, stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, and then naturally put his arm on it side by side with him.

She could clearly feel that Yong Mingyan's body was stiff. He turned his head to look at Xinyi, but Xinyi also looked up at him: "What's wrong, big brother?"

"...No, nothing."

Although there is nothing, Xinyi always feels that Yong Mingyan's face is more red. Well, since there is nothing, the big brother wants to buy me candy. She looked around and deliberately didn't look at him: "Where did you just buy it?"

"That, over there!" He stretched out his hand and stambed. He hurriedly led her to the crowd and rushed to the place of the sugar seller.

Xinyi felt that there was nothing wrong with such a posture. On the contrary, Yong Mingyan's expression was still timid. It could be seen that she had never been in such close contact with a girl, and her stiff arms also made her uncomfortable. He sometimes looked down at her, but only bumped into Xinyi's curious eyes, and his whole face turned redder.

The two walked for a while, but Xinyi always felt that Yong Mingyan was always trying to exert force on his arm, as if to pull his arm away. Xinyi looked up at him, but he seemed to finally have the courage to look down at her.

The face turned red with shame.

"What's wrong, big brother?" Xinyi asked slightly confusedly, "Is it uncomfortable for me to hold you like this?"

He opened his lips, said his lips several times and stopped, and struggled to pull his arm, but Xinyi grasped it too tightly to take it off several times. In the end, he held his breath and said the sentence: "You, let go of me, I, I, I want to... get the money."

"..." If you had said that you wanted to take the money, I wouldn't have let you go long ago. Xinyi was a little speechless, but he still let go of his hand obediently.

Of course, there were also Yong Mingyan, who timidly scratched his head with the hand she had been holding before, like a junior high school student. Then he touched the money bag, poured a few copper coins out, and then walked a few steps quickly and handed them over to the hawker who blew the sugar in front of him.

The vendor picked it up. Yong Mingyan looked back and lowered her eyes. She didn't even dare to look at her. She just said carefully, "Challenge what you like."