Meng Yao shook his head and coaxed Su Baoer: "I didn't find it, but my intuition tells me you are here."
Su Baoer curled her lips, and then she happily threw herself into Meng Yao's arms: "Brother A Yao, I miss you so much."
There was someone else in Meng Yao's arms. He was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to move for fear of disturbing the person in his arms, and for fear of being seen by others, which would be bad for her.
But the man didn't care at all, and instead took the initiative to get intimate with him.
"You walked away injured. Do you know how worried I was about you?" Su Baoer pulled Meng Yao's sleeves aggrievedly and looked at his forehead carefully. When he saw that the injury was healed and there was no scar left, he felt very sad. Happy.
Meng Yao clenched his hand and hesitated for a moment, then as if he had made up his mind, he put his hand on Su Baoer's shoulder and smiled again on his face: "I'm sorry for worrying you, Abao."
"Don't say sorry," Su Baoer's eyes widened in dissatisfaction: "You should say that you will never do such a thing again next time."
Meng Yao followed her and smiled fondly: "Okay, brother will never do such a thing again to make Abao worry."
Su Baoer nodded happily. Although Ayao's change in attitude made her feel strange, she was still very happy to see him so obedient.
The relatives around her were like this, so Su Baoer didn't think much about it, but instead poked the dimple that she had been missing for a long time.
Su Baoer exclaimed in admiration: "Brother Ayao's dimples are so cute." She liked it so much.
Meng Yao raised the corners of his mouth, making his dimples more obvious, and Su Baoer fell in love with both of them.
Meng Yao couldn't stay too long in the Lan family. He was just here to escort the second young master Nie. After completing the task, he would naturally return to the Nie family.
Su Baoer was very reluctant to let go. She liked Meng Yao very much, which was different from her brother and aunt. She couldn't tell it herself, but she just didn't want to be separated from him.
"Brother Ayao, my brother and I asked you to stay in Lanling, okay?"
Meng Yao shook his head: "Don't be sad, we will meet again later."
He will return to the Lanling Jin Sect, but not in this capacity and not at this time.
He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Baoer's eyes, his eyes full of heartache.
"Don't be sad, brother brought you a gift."
Meng Yao finally took out the Sakura Bu Yao. The texture was not particularly good, but the cherry blossoms carved on it were lifelike.
Su Baoer couldn't put it down and looked at it: "Brother Ayao, can you put it on for me?"
"Okay," Meng Yao carefully inserted Bu Yao into her hair. Compared with the pearl hairpin next to him, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. Abao should wear the best one, not the ordinary one in his hand.
Just wait a little longer.
After Meng Yao left, Su Baoer wore this Bu Yao for several days. From time to time, she shook her head happily, and listening to the sound of Bu Yao, she felt warm and sweet in her heart.
Jin Zixuan was deeply affected by this, and he put down the tea cup helplessly: "Put away your worthless smile, I can buy you off with just a single step."
"Brother, you don't understand," Su Baoer touched Bu Yao and was very excited: "This is the first gift that brother Ayao gave me."
Jin Zixuan was jealous: "What about the first gift I gave you?"
Su Baoer put away her smile and lowered her head guiltily. It had been too long and she didn't know. Maybe it was in a corner, but she didn't dare to say this to her brother.
Sure enough, Jin Zixuan felt like a fire was about to burst out of his forehead. His sister actually fell in love with his father's illegitimate son.
How ridiculous, how speechless, she was nicer to that person than to him.
Jin Zixuan looked at Su Baoer like a wolf with white eyes. He pressed his heart and felt that he was going to be angry to death.
Su Baoer secretly raised his head and glanced at Jin Zixuan. Seeing him covering his heart with a ferocious expression, he thought something had happened and stood up anxiously.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Su Baoer cried out, and the hand holding Jin Zixuan was trembling: "Brother."
Before Jin Zixuan could say anything, there was a "crack" sound outside the house, as if something had broken.
Jiang Yanli pushed open the door and ran in. Under Jin Zixuan's surprised gaze, she ran up to him with tears in her eyes and held his "hand".
Su Baoer hugged her brother, touched her brother's face with red eyes, and shouted helplessly: "Sister Jiang, my brother's face is red and he is still hot. What should I do now?"
"Look at him, I'll go find Mr. Zewu and the others first," Jiang Yanli choked out, turned around and ran outside the house.
That quick movement did not seem to indicate that she was a weak woman.
Even Jin Zixuan didn't hold her outstretched hand.
Su Baoer held his outstretched hand and said in surprise: "Brother, are you okay?"
Jin Zixuan closed his eyes and didn't want to speak anymore. He raised his hands to cover his red face and pushed Su Baoer out under her confused gaze.
"Click," there was a sound, and the door was closed in front of Su Baoer.
