on the square.
The cheerful dance continues.
The Torch Festival is an important festival for ethnic minorities. On this day, everyone will gather together, sing and dance with torches, and make good wishes.
Zheng Yan's character is the most detached.
While playing with himself, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Fan Yu standing beside him, and stepped forward to pull him into the team without saying a word.
"How boring just looking at it? Don't tell me you can't dance, just wave your hands and twist your waist, let's go together!"
"..."
Fan Yu was wearing a white suit, standing in front of the fire, the fiery red light reflected on his handsome face.
His eyes followed the figures of Nian Xiaomu and Zheng Yan, worried that they were having too much fun, in case they were in danger.
Being pulled by Zheng Yan suddenly, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at her.
Zheng Yan smiled brightly, and her already outstanding face became alluring.
Such a sincere and clean smile can easily infect people.
Ke Nian Xiaomu...
Just as Fan Yu was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of Yu Yuehan who was getting off the car and walking towards him not far away.
The fashion show was a success, and there were no problems with the media. Yu Yuehan rushed to the scene immediately, walked up to the front square, and hugged Nian Xiaomu into his arms.
As if he noticed the injury on her foot, Yu Yuehan immediately picked her up.
"I'm fine, just a little bit of skin, but I'm really happy today, you let me play for a while, just for a while..." Nian Xiaomu said pitifully, grabbing his sleeve.
She didn't know whether it was because of dancing or the baking of the bonfire, her cheeks were stained with a blush.
The complexion does look good.
Before Yu Yuehan could agree, he slipped off him and dragged him into the crowd.
"Come on! You can still make a wish on the Torch Festival. Hurry up and make a wish with me. Bless yourself and give me some strength. I want to give Xiao Liuliu a younger brother!"
Yu Yuehan: "..."
Can't talk anymore!
"Fan Yu? Fan Yu?" Zheng Yan noticed that the people around her were absent-minded, and moved closer to him, following his gaze.
I understood something instantly.
"Don't worry, Xiao Mumu will be taken care of by Mrs. Han, she will be fine, but you have been doing this all the time, walk around, I will take you to dance, and I will introduce you to some good girls some other day!"
Zheng Yan dragged Fan Yu and leaned towards the fire.
Let him make a marriage wish.
Fan Yu was startled, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked back at her: "As far as I know, you are also single, so worried about me, why don't you worry about yourself?"
"That's right! I also have to make a wish for myself, let God bless me to meet my true destiny sooner, preferably like the big brother next door, and I will be satisfied..."
Before Zheng Yan finished speaking, she suddenly remembered Mo Yongheng who was still under investigation.
The light in his eyes dimmed a little, and he sighed: "We had so much fun here, and Mo Yongheng is still suffering innocent injustice, and I don't know what he is doing now. Next time I have a chance, I must take him with me." Come here, experience such a lively scene, his personality is so boring, how nice it is to come here to play!"
The more Zheng Yan said, the more she felt sorry for Mo Yongheng.
Hearing this, Fan Yu's eyes flickered, and his thin lips parted slightly.
"It's not that you can't celebrate with him. The fashion show is broadcast live, and it's not over yet. Go and make a wish for him in front of the camera. He should be able to see it."
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