“Big egg!
So you ran here!"
"Really? Why did you suddenly run away from the back door?
I remember you weren’t so timid before!”
In a trance, two familiar voices sounded in Qin An's ears.
When Qin An came to his senses, he had already been picked up by Ying, and in front of him was Wang Ming's teasing smile.
"No, anything happened?"
Qin An shook his head. The previous dream was too real for him to distinguish.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Ying looked at Qin An shaking his head and asked worriedly.
“I can’t tell!” Wang Ming reached out for the phone on Qin An’s neck, but Qin An slapped it away. He rubbed his painful hand and said, “Big Egg is a very good typist. If he felt uncomfortable, he would have said it directly!”
"Let's go buy some flowers!"
As he spoke, Wang Ming held her hand, and the two looked at each other shyly and walked towards a small stall in the distance.
"After buying the flowers, would you like to make a wish?"
When passing by the ancient locust tree, Wang Ming looked at the prayer boards hanging on the tree, pinched the back of Ying's hand, and asked.
Ying's face had been slightly red since just now. Looking at Wang Ming's expectant eyes, she nodded. She also had many wishes in her heart.
Qin An remained silent, looking at Wang Ming who was in high spirits at the moment, and then looked at the crowd around him.
Because Qin An was in a hurry to find the target according to the Fool's instructions, he didn't notice that the ancient streets and alleys were a little different today.
There were flower vendors everywhere, couples everywhere, and even the two cats in the corner of the wall in the distance had their tails hooked together, leaning on each other.
Looking at the promotional slogan on a milk tea shop, Qin An remembered that today is Chinese Valentine's Day!
Tanabata... Tanabata...
"Gan!"
Qin An finally understood. No wonder Wang Ming looked so proud all day. You know, he was the one who dated Ying before!
Damn Wang Ming!
Qin An thought to himself and started to step on her breasts madly, I’m stepping on her!
Ying was also a little surprised. She saw Qin An, who seemed a little listless just now, but for some reason, he suddenly became unusually active!
Wang Ming, who was standing by, also had his eyes wide open, and then he shouted angrily: "Li Dadan! Stop it, no, stop!"
Qin An glanced at Wang Ming sideways, snorted disdainfully, stuck out his tongue, and rubbed it in front of Ying provocatively.
What? Are you even jealous of a kitten?
"You...you!" Wang Ming pointed at Qin An angrily, but the next second Ying grabbed his hand and let it go.
"Okay, let's go buy some flowers!
He's just a little kitty, why are you so angry? "
Wang Ming also had a deep understanding of Sichuan Opera. His expression changed very quickly, quickly turning into a smile. He held Ying's hand with his backhand and pulled her towards a flower stall.
After Wang Ming picked out the flowers, he was about to ask the price, but he saw the vendor sticking his butt out there, looking for something.
Wang Ming's enthusiasm kicked in. He walked up to him and asked, "Boss, what are you looking for? Let me help you find it! I'll give you a gift when I find it. My girlfriend is waiting for you!"
At this moment, the peddler suddenly raised his body. When Wang Ming saw it, his legs suddenly went weak and he fell to the ground.
All I saw was an empty space where the hawker's head should be. When I heard Wang Ming's voice, I looked towards him. Although there was no head, I could still hear the voice coming from there.
"Head, have you seen my head?"
The next second, a head rolled out from under the stall and stopped at the vendor's feet. Its two fish-like eyes stared at Wang Ming.
The vendor's surprised voice rang out.
"Ah, so the head is here!"