Gradually, I arrived at a slightly larger stall.

A few men and women in modern casual clothes went in. On the other end of the house was a small bridge. A few men in Hanfu walked across the bridge and walked towards another path in the park.

As soon as you look, you will know that this is a Hanfu House.

Li Xiaomei grabbed Wu Yan's arm and shook it excitedly, "Xiao Chen also wants to wear it, it will definitely look good when he wears it."

Little resentment child Li Chen looked at his mother with a confused pair of eyes open, and finally remembered him?

Wu Yan glanced at Li Xiaomei, and suddenly remembered how many years ago she played script killing in a suburban courtyard of Tong's family, and was amazed everyone in Tang suit.

The throat slides gently: "Okay."

When he entered the house and chose his favorite clothes, Li Xiaomei naturally chose Tang suits and asked the makeup artist to help her comb her hair.

I originally wanted to put on makeup, but when I thought of mosquitoes, I gave up and still wore a mask.

She and Xiao Chen changed their clothes, and they were originally wearing it in the cabinet here, and they came back to unlock it with the small key.

When Li Xiaomei stood on the small bridge in a red plum blossom pattern, Wu Yan was stunned and his fingers unconsciously clenched into fists.

Li Xiaomei didn't notice it, and trotted to him with the hem of the skirt: "Is it good-looking?"

She turned around in front of him, her eyes as bright as stars.

"Yeah, it looks good." Wu Yan nodded, staring at her for a moment.

Once upon a time, she was so beautiful that she didn't need to hide it. She was as bright as a phoenix standing in the sun. However, he could not look at her unscrupulously, but could only look at her back quietly without being noticed.

Now, he can.

He raised his hand and touched her mask with his fingertips. He wanted to take it off and take a look completely, but he stopped.

Before the Park Culture Festival was started, the uncle of the Huo family once tried to Huo Yan. If Huo Yan did not agree, the man did it secretly.

Half an hour ago, he said that the Cultural Festival was not justified and he could only use the night to make some famous things, but now, isn’t it the case?

Li Xiaomei saw the light that suddenly fell silent in Wu Yan's eyes, raised her hand and shook it in front of him: "What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?"

Wu Yan came back to his senses and shook his head gently: "No, I just want to see if you wear this mask with a heavy weight?"

Li Xiaomei touched the mask. It was heavier than an ordinary mask, but it could still bear it. It was better than being bitten by a mosquito.

While dressing up just now, a girl next to her got angry by a mosquito bite. She had several big bags on her face, her eyelids were red and swollen, as if she had been punched.

Li Xiaomei squatted down and looked at Xiao Chen wearing Hanfu.

He has a white long gown, a green gauze hat on his head, and a small mask. He is a handsome young man.

She teased him: "Which young master are you?"

Xiao Chen replied in a silly voice: "Back to my mother, I am your son."

Li Xiaomei: "..."

This kid...

"...But, why do I feel like I'm wearing a Tang suit?" Li Xiaomei touched the shawl on her arm.

Wu Yan's figure froze slightly, and he barely smiled: "Of course you went through it. You went through it at the University Art Festival."

"Oh..." Li Xiaomei nodded, "Am I so fat at that time?"

Wu Yan shook his head: "No, so it's not as good as you are now."

"I really know how to talk." Li Xiaomei was in a good mood. She tried to persuade Wu Yan to change Hanfu, and the whole family was neatly arranged, but Wu Yan did not agree this time. Li Xiaomei refused to coax her,

Then I gave up.

She felt that it must be him who thought wearing an ancient long gown would damage his majestic father's image.

Wu Yan's lips were slightly tilted under the mask. He was unwilling to wear ancient clothes, so there was naturally his reason.

After Li Xiao's eyebrows fell on the cable car, he once had a vague dream. In the dream, he was wearing a black long gown, holding a blood-stained sword in his hand, and looking at a woman sadly.

She turned her back to him and looked away from a distance, looking sad.

In the distance, the city was in the fire, dyeing half of the sky red.

That was a bad dream.

Wu Yan was distracted. Li Xiaomei called him a few times, but he didn't respond.

The last time, he finally came back to his senses, his eyes slightly confused: "Hmm?"

Li Xiaomei hooked his arm and pointed to the noodle stall in front of him: "We don't eat beef noodles for 100 yuan in Xile City, but we can eat beef cut noodles for 100 yuan and three bowls."

Wu Yan looked forward and sure enough.

The three of them arrived opposite, but the master's skill in cutting noodles was very good. Many people were eating there, but there was no empty space on the table. If you wanted to eat, you could only pack it and take it away.

Li Xiaomei is a foodie and firmly believes that the more people there are, the better it tastes.

After waiting for a while, they finally waited until the master slashed the noodles into the pot, took them out after a few minutes, and placed the braised beef with boiled vegetables on the bowl. Because they had to pack, they could only buy the bowls together.

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The three of them stood blankly on the road, looking for a place to sit down and eat.

Li Xiaomei and Wu Yan looked at each other, and then they both laughed.

They found a small pavilion on the small slope in the distance. Because they were water-dependent and there were many mosquitoes, no one came here.

Li Xiaomei sat down happily, while Wu Yan took out a bottle of mosquito repellent water from his pocket and sprayed it around.

Li Xiaomei praised him and gave him a thumbs up. Although the science and engineering man had a machine head, he thought the most thoughtful.

"Eat quickly, the smell of mosquito repellent water will be blown away by the wind in a while."

Li Xiao had his face in his mouth and nodded.

However, after taking a bite, Li Xiaomei knew that the snacks at the Cultural Festival were as expensive as those in the scenic area, but they didn’t taste good.

If the beef noodles in Xile City are more than 100 yuan, and the cut noodles taste the same, she probably will have to blow up the store.

But more than thirty yuan is also money, and she finished all the noodles with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Chen refused to give in and refused to finish eating: "It's what you want to eat, it's not me."

What he said makes sense.

Li Xiaomei, based on the principle of "sweat drips into the soil, every grain is hard to work", of course, she was mainly reluctant to let the money she spent, dragged his noodle bowl over, and could finish it if she could hold it up.

Wu Yan smiled, took his empty noodle bowl and picked half of her bowl.

Li Xiaomei looked at him gratefully, and then said viciously to Xiaochen: "You don't want to eat anything later."

Xiao Chen curled his lips, ignored him, and ran aside to play with fireflies.

The little bugs flashing in the sky are the most beautiful romance in summer.

When fireflies fly on the water, there are reflections of lights in the distance on the water surface, there are silent lotus, the lonely moon in the sky, and the wind blowing the water surface.

Nearby, there are two people eating knife-cut noodles.

Li Xiaomei finished a few bites and walked to the water and murmured: "It's so beautiful..."

Wu Yan's eyes were facing her, and the silhouette was graceful under the moon.

"Yeah, it looks so good..."

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