Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Because Hong Yi was standing with her back to her, Wen Xiaoai could not see the change in her expression and expression at the moment, but she clearly saw Hong Yi’s suddenly stiff back and her slightly hanging head Followed up.

Hong Yi slowly turned around and looked at her with a look that Wen Xiaoai couldn't understand.

She opened her mouth and spit out: "...What did you call me just now...?"

Her voice was trembling, her frowning eyebrows stretched out, her expression was very strange, the look in her eyes was even more complicated and incomprehensible, and there seemed to be a hint of excitement faintly hidden.

"Red, sister in red...what's the matter?" Wen Xiaoai was a little strange.

Is it wrong to call sister?

Hmm...it seems to be wrong, she is five hundred years old.

Isn’t it too much of an advantage for her sister in her twenties?

But... it doesn't seem to work to call my sister...

Calling Hongyi directly, it feels a bit... impolite.

After all, her name is Tsing Yi's Big Brother Tsing Yi.

Wen Xiaoai looked at her with a weird expression when he saw that Hongyi had been looking at her. He kept silent, a little strange.

"That..." Wen Xiaoai just wanted to say something.

The red shirt spoke up.

"Let's go."

All the emotions in her eyes were quickly taken away by her, and her usual cold attitude was restored.

After the red shirt finished speaking, he stepped forward directly.

"……Oh."

Wen Xiaoai immediately called Baozi to follow.

Throwing the few people who fell to the ground there...

Seeing a taxi coming in front, Hongyi just wanted to reach out and stop it, but for some reason, she chose to walk back to the hotel with Wen Xiaoai.

"Well, did Jun Moyan know that I ran outside and got lost, so I asked you to come to me?"

The red shirt walking in the front did not reply, but just kept walking forward.

Seeing Hongyi ignored her, Wen Xiaoai had no choice but to whisper to the bun.

The red dress is tall and tall, and he is a martial artist. He has relatively large walking steps, and Wen Xiaoai is behind him within a few minutes.

Wen Xiaoai had to trot from time to time to keep up, jumping around behind the red shirt.

I wanted to call Hong Yi to wait for her, but I thought she wouldn't care about her, so I didn't call.

And she also wanted to go back to the hotel to see Jun Moyan.

Walking through this street, a red light stopped Hong Yi and also made Wen Xiaoai follow her.

A few minutes after the green light turned on, Wen Xiaoai had been walking beside the red shirt without taking the next step.

But it was not that she was walking faster, but that the red dress was walking slower.

Hong Yi took out a big white rabbit toffee from his pocket, skillfully opened it, and put it in his mouth.

Then habitually fold the candy paper and play with it at your fingertips.

Feeling that Wen Xiaoai's eyes rolled over her mouth from time to time, Hong Yi glanced at her sideways and asked faintly: "What are you looking at."

Wen Xiaoai didn't expect that this red dress would take the initiative to speak to her.

I thought that Wen Xiaoai would shook his head, but it was nothing in reply, but I didn't expect Wen Xiaoai to say such a sentence

"Tasty?"

"..."

Hong Yi couldn't help but looked at her sideways again. Seeing her look greedy, he took out two big white rabbit toffee from his pocket and handed it to her.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the two candies in the palm of the red hand, his eyes lit up, but he still asked a little uncertainly: "Is it for me?"

"Ok."

Hearing that it was for her, Wen Xiaoai immediately reached out and grabbed the candy from the palm of her hand. He smiled and said, "Hehe, thank you."

Because he was still carrying the things to pack for Jun Moyan, Wen Xiaoai put one of the candies into his pocket, and then directly put it on his mouth, using his teeth to bite the candy paper.