Song Wenchuan hung his coat on his arms, put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, and followed Song Yaoyao with a smile.
Song Wenchuan had never seen her lively appearance. Before, she was very timid and had low self-esteem.
When he occasionally said a word to her, her little face would turn pale with fright.
"It's so lively here!" Song Yaoyao was having fun in the square, not feeling ashamed at all. There is also a girl next to her carrying a small basket with a glowing headgear inside.
Little devil with horns, little star.
Song Yaoyao knelt down and stopped moving. She turned her head and pointed to the tiara.
Seeing her milky look, Song Wenchuan raised his eyebrows and smirked, "You want it? Call brother and I'll buy it for you."
"snort!"
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes at him, and went to take out her mobile phone, "I can buy it myself! I have money!"
hi-
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have transferred so much money to her, seeing how proud she was.
"How much? Two."
Song Wenchuan squatted down next to Song Yaoyao, took out the wallet from his pocket, took out the change and handed it over.
"Jingwan, you choose one too."
There are many girls wearing these headbands around, and in Song Jingwan's eyes, she just feels low and stupid, and a look of disgust flashes in her eyes. But he still walked over obediently, took out one from the basket, and said sweetly, "Thank you brother~"
Song Wenchuan's smile faded a bit, "You're welcome with brother, you can ask if you want anything."
"No need," Song Jingwan held the headband in her hand, and smiled reservedly, "It's good to have a headband!"
Song Yaoyao ignored Song Jingwan, picking and choosing in the basket, trying on them from time to time.
Song Jingwan frowned impatiently, is there any more
"Song Yaoyao, which one do you want?"
Song Wenchuan was helpless, "If you break it, you will lose money. I won't help you pay for it!"
"It doesn't matter."
The girl selling headbands rolled her eyes and looked at Song Yaoyao, "Little sister is so cute, she can help me solicit business here! Look—" She motioned Song Wenchuan to look around, and found that there were many people They all surrounded them, "Is she your sister? She's so cute!"
she envied.
For some reason, Song Wenchuan became proud for no reason.
He coughed lowly, "Well, it's actually not very cute—"
Just, generally cute.
"Does this look good?"
Song Yaoyao picked and picked, and finally chose the little devil's headband that she had her eyes on at first.
The two little red devil horns were glowing red. She put them on her head and shook her head happily, asking Song Wenchuan.
"cute!"
"Super cute!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"But what she wears is a demon~"
"Bah, I want you to take care of it!"
There were more and more people around, and they almost regarded Song Yaoyao as a rare animal to watch.
Song Wenchuan touched his itchy nose, the little girl had black hair and bright eyes. There is still baby fat on Mingyan's little face, and when she smiles, her dimples are deep, sweet without knowing it.
It is completely the legendary natural cuteness!
"Ah, I want to take a photo with her!"
"Is it a star? She looks so beautiful!"
"Husband! I want it too, she looks good in it!"
Song Jingwan held the headband and was squeezed out by the enthusiastic crowd. She looked up, and most of the excited crowd watching Song Yaoyao were girls.
Their eyes were shining, and they looked at Song Yaoyao with love in their eyes.
"Just, so-so—" Song Wenchuan's face was covered with blood, and he said duplicity.