She was still sitting by the street with her eyes blankly on that day. Suddenly a pair of nude sandals appeared in her sight. When she looked up, she saw a fair-skinned and beautiful girl looking at her with a proud smile.

Yes, this girl is Ye Xiaoran.

Because they were both Asians, Xiaomi only felt friendly for a moment. Then Ye Xiaoran held out his hand to her, stretched out his fair and slender fingers, and a string of simple necklaces appeared in Xiaomi's sight.

This necklace looks familiar to Xiaomi. It seems to be the same as the one hanging around my neck. It was left to me by my adoptive parents. [

"Stay there!" Ye Xiaoran exclaimed. He simply squatted down. He didn't mind that Xiaomi was dirty. He stretched out his hand to put the necklace on Xiaomi, while saying: "Don't be surprised, this necklace is meant to be..."

Yours, it seems that my skills have improved again. I took your necklace away and you didn’t even react. I’m so powerful!"

The meaning of Ye Xiaoran's words is obvious, Xiaomi is ashamed, she is obviously a thief, why is she still so happy and confident?

However, the strange thing is that she just can't dislike her. Maybe it's because she hasn't heard Chinese for so long?

So, by some strange coincidence, Xiaomi actually said stupidly: "Thank you..." even though it was clearly the stolen one.

Xiaomi had not taken a bath for a long time, and her face was dark and unrecognizable. Ye Xiaoran heard that she was Chinese, and her eyes lit up, "Are you Chinese?"

What a coincidence!”

Xiaomi nodded slightly, and then his stomach made an inappropriate sound.

"Gu——gu——"

"Haha, are you hungry?" Ye Xiaoran smiled, as if the person in front of her was not a beggar, but her friend, "I'm hungry too, let's go for a meal, okay?

good?"

So he couldn't help but hold Xiaomi's hand and walked forward in high spirits.

Following Ye Xiaoran, Xiaomi's eyes fell on the hands held by the two people. Her hands were so white, clean and beautiful, while her own hands were so dark that her original skin color could not be seen, but Ye Xiaoran's was.

I don’t mind at all. How long has it been since you’ve had contact with someone like this?

Holding hands like this, Xiaomi only felt a warmth.
Chapter completed!