Chapter 47 Encounter with the Masked Man

Biting sugar-coated haws in her mouth, Anjoya walked down the street depressedly with the crowd.

How could she find it? She obviously only left them a few steps away to buy a string of sugar-coated haws that she had missed for a long time, but as soon as she paid the money, she couldn't see anyone. What's worse, she also forgot where they bought the flowers just now, which means that she can't find back the place where she was separated from An Shengtu in such a lively crowd.

"Sugar haws, sugar haws, this time you really dragged down!" There were less than four red sugar-coated haws left among the masters. A woman stared at a pair of cocks and pouted reluctantly and said to herself, "Now so many people, where do you want me to find the fourth brother and Xiao Fengfeng?"

The two of them must be in a hurry to find her now, especially the fourth brother - Angioya can almost imagine that he can't help standing in the middle of the street and calling his little sister when he sees a woman.

She wanted to go back to the inn first, but she was reluctant to go back and close it so quickly - the inn is not like a modern hotel. She still uses kerosene lamps without TV. She can't think of any other way to kill time except sleeping alone. More importantly, she doesn't know how to go back to the inn...

"Girl, girl..."

A man's unclear cry came from behind. Angioya turned his head and looked at it. He didn't see any special people. Everyone was busy squeezing forward or choosing small accessories at the stalls along the road.

"Really, there are so many girls on this street, how can I think they are calling me?" Turning his eyes, Anjoya reached out and knocked on his head, sighing that he was self-intended.

He stuffed the sugar-coated haws into his mouth and bit a large piece of hawthorn fiercely. An Qiaoya stepped forward and prepared to go to the campaign venue of the "Flower Fairy" to wait. Let the fourth brother worry about it first. If she doesn't have a good time tonight, she won't come back.

"Girl! Girl, please stay!" The strange male voice sounded again, and a pale hand crossed in front of her.

Anchoa was forced to stop.

Looking up, he was a weak scholar without a mask and as pale as his hands. It could be seen that his long-malnourished figure was simply comparable to a bamboo pole. Wearing a white Confucian shirt made him look like a reed pole that fell down as soon as he followed the wind.

"What's the matter?" It turned out that I was really calling her just now, and I thought I heard it wrong.

"This," the scholar's hand behind him slowly stretched out, and An Qiaoya saw a small pot of orchids with purple flowers on it. The slender leaf veins, smooth touch, and the nine small flowers gently swinging with the wind are really beautiful.

"Is this...?" Anchoa curiously touched the shy orchids with her fingers and felt the silky cold and smooth.

"This is... myself...planted... cold... cold orchid," he closed his hands and carefully picked up the pot of petite orchids, and handed it to Anjoya. "Send...to you."

"Give it to me?" With her index finger pointing straight to her nose, Anjoya asked in surprise, "Why did you give it to me? We shouldn't know each other, right?

"No, I... I've seen girls... I like them very much... No, I appreciate girls, so... please... please accept it." The scholar lowered his head and said stammerly that he didn't even dare to look at Anjoya.

Like?! Appreciate?! Cake seller!

Angia was embarrassed by the asymmetric blush slowly emerging from the scholar's pale face.

"Sorry, I can't accept..." She absolutely adheres to the principle of keeping a safe distance from useless scholars. She also expects her future Anada to protect her for the rest of her life. The seemingly chicken-binding species like a scholar is definitely not within her hunting range.

"No, please accept it." I don't know where the courage suddenly came from. The scholar bravely raised his head and looked directly at An Qiaoya, "This is... This is my little intention. Today... Today is the Flower Festival... Please accept it!" I can't help stuffing the flower pot into Anjoa's hand.

"Ga..." An Qiaoya stared at the flower in her hand and was stunned. She didn't lose it. Taking it is equivalent to accepting the scholar's confession. Don't take it, but she is reluctant to lose such a beautiful flower. Besides, losing the flower is obviously breaking other people's face fiercely. Not good, not good, really Not good. Alas, entangled.

"That...I'm sorry...I..." I still can't accept your flowers! The shopkeeper said that receiving other people's flowers is equivalent to accepting other people's invitations and so on. She can't afford to provoke them.

"That's it. Thank you very much for receiving my flowers. Unexpectedly, An Qiaoya hadn't finished his refusal, and the scholar had stepped back faster. "My name is Su, Zi Lun. Don't forget it." After saying that, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Anjoya: Hey, brother, come back for me!

Looking at the brilliant orchid in his hand, An Qiaoya's heart howled: I'm really not interested in scholars!!!

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"Have you found it?" In the same street and different places, An Shengtu anxiously asked Qingfeng who came over. Joya has been separated from them for an hour. It's really urgent.

"No." Qingfeng was also out of breath. He had just gone far to ask. As a result, as soon as the women saw him, they didn't care what he was going to do. They stuffed the flowers into his arms all the way. As a result, he didn't hear anything, but instead earned a large bouquet of flowers.

"Will you go back to the inn?"

"No," Qingfeng put the flowers on the steps in front of a rice shop. "I just thought so, so I turned back to the inn to have a look. The shopkeeper said that he didn't see Joya go back."

"I just went to the campaign site of the 'Flower Fairy', and there is no one there." An Shengtu was so anxious that he grabbed his hair, but there was nothing he could do.

"It's not time yet. Joya won't go there." Qingfeng forced herself to calm down and tried to think about where ordinary girls would go. "Have you looked there? Maybe I'm hungry to eat.

"Eat? Yes, why didn't I think of it?" An Shengtu gave a heavy high-five. After Qingfeng's reminder, he remembered that Qiao Ya once quarreled with him to eat beggar chicken. With her personality, she must be able to eat as soon as she could. "There is a spring shop at the end of the street that specializes in beggar chicken. I remember that Joya told me that she likes to eat it. Maybe it's there."

"It's possible."

"Then let's continue to look separately. I'll go to the end of the street, and you can go this way. After finding Joya, we will go back to the inn to make peace."

"Good."

The two looked at each other, nodded to each other, and turned around and ran in different directions.

At this time, where the two were separated, where a figure carrying dozens of sugar-coated haws was standing, but it was the brother Anchoya chasing him. "Sugar-coated haws, big and sweet sugar-coated haws, wrapped in sugar, sweet wrapped in sour ~ ate sugar-coated haws, cured diseases and relieved~"

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"Well, where is the 'Flower Fairy' campaign platform going?" Holding a pile of flowers in her hand, Anchoa asked the fashionable-looking aunt in front of her almost bitterly. I didn't expect that I could get the favor of so many people when I went out wearing a mask. I walked all the way along the street and hadn't found the place I wanted to go, but I have received no less than 15 kinds of flowers - don't ask her why she lost them. It's not that she doesn't want to lose them, but that she can't lose them. On the Flower Festival, the flowers sent by a man, the woman is It can't be discarded at will, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful to others - the innkeeper told her.

"Oh, you're looking for that 'fairy' campaign platform, right?" The aunt took a girl's bun hair style, with a fluffy pink fluff on her head, her eyes were covered by a butterfly mask like Angioya, and her face was covered with white powder - two big red balls on her cheeks - an overly plump body was covered with a small goose yellow cotton-p jacket, and her lower body was of the same color. Luo skirt, holding a calla lily in his hand - probably bought it himself, looking at the large handful of flowers in Anjoa's hand with a jealous face.

"Well, yes, that's right." Nodding like garlic, An Qiaoya was eager to rush there immediately. In front of her aunt's dress, which was 108,000 miles different from her actual age, she really didn't have much patience to play.

"The slave family knows that place." The aunt looked at Anjoya and nodded, and a greedy light flashed in her eyes. She twisted her waist and raised the calla lotus to her face. "As long as you promise me something, I will tell you."

Hearing her aunt's words about the slave, An Qiaoya couldn't help shivering a few times. It was really too miserable! I rubbed the revolutionary goose bumps on my arm with my hand. "Okay, you said, I will agree within my ability."

"Okay, first of all, you have to answer a question from the slave family." Aunt** lifted the hair around her ear with her fat and short fingers and looked up and down at Angioya, "Do you think it's beautiful or a slave beauty?"

"...Of course it's big... Miss, you are beautiful. What do I look like? How can I compare with your flowery beauty?" Anjoya is also a master who can tell lies. As soon as he heard this, he immediately flattered him with 100% of his strength. "If you want to talk about your beauty, it is unprecedented. Even the so-called most beautiful Xi Shi can't compare with you. If you go to the 'Flower Fairy' competition tonight, you must win the first place. Excuse me, Miss Xi Shi, I have to compare you with this aunt. Don't be angry. Please forgive me.

"Really?" The aunt was so happy that she was coaxed by An Qiaoya, and she twisted the waist of the bucket and made several 'fair ladies' poses.

"That's still fake!" Anchoya patted her chest against her conscience and promised.

"Well, for the sake of your insight, I will tell you how to go to the campaign."

Really? Thank you so much." Angioya was also overjoyed and finally didn't have to look at her aunt's nightmare face.

"Nah, go straight ahead, go straight to the tea shop in front of you, and then turn right. It's about a hundred steps." The aunt shook her handkerchief and pointed the way to Anjoa little by little with orchids.

"Oh, go straight to the tea shop and turn right. Uh-huh, okay, okay, thank you." After getting the information she wanted, An Qiaoya immediately walked forward without delay, but she took two steps back and pushed a pile of flowers into her arms under the surprised gaze of her aunt. "These flowers are given to you. There are not many beautiful people like you now. Break it!"

Immediately after saying that, she rushed out without looking back, afraid that her aunt would suddenly find out that she would return the flowers to her. The shopkeeper said that flowers can never be lost, so can't she transfer them?

Maybe it's easy to find the place you want to go, or maybe you finally throw the pile of headache flowers to others. Anjoa was in a good mood and snickered and ran forward, but she didn't notice the front for a while.

So, as shown in our soap opera, An really bumped into someone's arms - a man in a black robe.

"Yes...sorry..." To the extreme, An Qiaoya almost subconsciously climbed up with other people's hands. Because her body was at a 45-degree angle to the ground, while she climbed up, her face almost moved up against the man's chest.

She finally stood up again. As soon as she raised her eyes, she didn't have time to thank her, but she met a pair of deep and dark eyes with cold light. For a moment, it seemed that something had exploded in her memory. An Joya was determined to look at the owner of those eyes, still resting on her chest and arms, brain There seems to be a lot of pictures flashing through, but she can't catch them.

"Girl." The man opened his mouth faintly, stretched out his hand and slowly pulled away Anjoya's two claws that were slowly moving on his chest without his master's control. "I have to hurry down."

"Uh...oh...oh...yeah...sorry!" Suddenly realized that he fell on the spot like a nymphomaniac, and almost stretched his claws to his chest. Anchoa subconsciously and immediately jumped back. As a result, he forgot that he was wearing a skirt as long as his feet today. In a hurry, he stepped on the corner of the skirt, so he immediately fell back with an unstable center of gravity. Ah..."

"Be careful."

With his right hand stretched out like lightning, he pulled her back into his arms with a steady swing around her waist.

Anchoya's heart stopped beating at this moment, and she even forgot to breathe. The fireworks in the night sky continued to evolve into various shapes, and the sound of the bamboo pipe bursting through her ears, but she can't hear anything now - the eyes of the people staring at her are red.

Good...good romantic scene! The tall and handsome male pig's feet and the petite and beautiful female pig's feet met under the fireworks blooming night sky!!! Oh yeah!

See more clearly, the tall nose bridge and thin and beautiful diamond-shaped lips under the simple eagle-shaped mask, as well as the eyes that are brighter than the lake under the moon night, and the tall height, surrounded by the cold breath of strangers - summary, two words: so handsome!

What will happen next? Is the male pig's foot going to confess to the female pig's foot? Looking forward to it!

"Girl, can you let it go?"

"Ah?!" What did he say? Let him go? Do you want her to let go of his heart? Has this been the point? The male pig's feet have fallen deeply in love with the female pig's feet and can no longer live without her! Oh my God! So cute!

"Girl." Seeing that An Qiaoya was indifferent, he looked at her lightly and only pulled her hand down from his waist again.

"Today, I have no intention to offend you to save the girl. I hope you can forgive me. See you later." The man pulled the still stupid Angioya to a safe place, saluted with his fists in his hands, and then turned away.

Leaving An Qiaoya stared at his tall and thin back and giggled for a long time.

God, this is what it feels like to be electrocuted! Wow! She was finally electrocuted! Too...too...too correct! Ah!