Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 125: Meeting by coincidence

"Little Fan, have you noticed that Ma Qiao ... seems to be different from before. m [Just read the novel to get there]]"

Jiang Xu Ning bite the "oil hammer" bit by bit, looking at Ma Qiao who is dancing "singing and dancing" with a thoughtful and authentic face.

"What? What is different?"

Because the street was too noisy, Yang Fan didn't hear clearly. He leaned over to Jiang Xu Ning and asked aloud.

Jiang Xu Ning said aloud: "I mean, Ma Qiao seems to be not the same as before."

Yang Fan said: "How is it different?"

Jiang Xu Ning shook his head and said, "I can't tell. I grew up with Ma Qiao as a child and I know him well. Although, he still looks the same as before, but ... just feels a bit Different. "

Jiang Xu Ning tilted his head to think about it, and added: "That's right! It's a different look. I used to look at him like a child who didn't grow up. I only thought of playing in my mind. Now look at him. One thing ... well ... the taste of a man! That's right, he is no longer like a child, a little ... like a man. "

Yang Fan smiled. He turned his head and looked at Ma Qiao dancing happily. He also felt that Ma Qiao really changed a lot. His character hasn't changed. He is still a natural optimist. When it's time to play, he is still as happy as he is.

However, his attitude in doing things is different from before. The same thing he did before and now has a very different taste. Now, no matter what he does, he has one more conscientiousness, one thought, one attachment to his goal. There must always be a goal in life, so that you will not lose the way ahead like a ship without a rudder.

Yang Fan looked at Ma Qiao, Ma Qiao took the hands of the two little girls, held them up one after the other, and stepped on the beat, seeing Yang Fan looking at him. Also made a grimace.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Elder Brother Qiao plans to join Imperial Guard with me after going to the metaverse."

"Join Imperial Guard?"

Jiang Xu said with surprise: "Is Imperial Guard so good?"

Yang Fan said: "Sister Ning, you do n’t have to look at who our backstage is. [] That ’s the Xue Huaiyi of the White Horse Temple. He said a word, why is it difficult to join Imperial Guard?"

Jiang Xu would rather look at Ma Qiao in the distance. Looking at Yang Fan again, I can't believe it: "You guys? Are you two Imperial Guard?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Isn't it? The two of us, don't necessarily have to be the life of a gardener all our life."

Jiang Xu was rather happy and said: "Of course! However, the two of you suddenly had the opportunity to do Imperial Guard, which really surprised me. Well, great, the two of you finally have a good time, especially It's Ma Qiao. This guy ... "

Jiang Xu looked at Ma Qiao in the distance and smiled comfortably.

Yang Fan glanced at her and said: "Sister Ning and Liu's surname have broken off their marriage. Have you ever thought about it ..."

"What do you want?"

Yang Fan raised his chin to Ma Qiao and smiled: "Have you ever thought about it. Be our future Mrs. Great General?"

"Just him?"

Jiang Xu habitually gave Ma Qiao in the distance a white eye, and then looked at him carefully, but Bai Jing's cheeks were red for no reason, and he habitually mocked his words without saying it.

"Give me, give me back, you two little bastards!"

Ma Qiao suddenly throws away the two girls. Running towards Yang Fan and Jiang Xu Ning, the two children happily ran in front of him, and the cat leaned over the middle of Yang Fan and Jiang Xu Ning.

It turns out that although the scene of hundreds of people singing and dancing is spectacular, but in the dance, some people will inevitably drop all kinds of things. Of course, things that are generally too expensive are well taken care of, and they will not fall, even if they fall. A spruce, usually made of wood, is not worth much.

So there are some children, who are going around around the people who sing songs, if they drop something, they will pick it up, Ma Qiao wears a sheepskin hat, there is no hair on the head, light He could not hang his hat, and he danced and danced again and again, and the hat fell to the ground and was picked up by two little guys. 【】 【】

The little boy figure is small, and the fish he wears in the crowd is generally flexible. Ma Qiao ca n’t find anyone after only a few steps. He went back to Yang Fan and Jiang Xu Ning, and touched his bald head. " After stepping on the singing, I just lost my hat. It's really awkward! "As he reached out, he went to the dough and took the" oil hammer. "

Jiang Xu slaps his hand with a slap, picks up the last oil hammer, and grunts: "Isn't it very comfortable to take the girl's hand, do you still continue to dance?" Come on. Come, Little Fan, open your mouth! "

"Ah ~~~"

Yang Fan pretends to be a good baby and opens his mouth wide, Jiang Xu would rather throw the last piece of "oil hammer" into his mouth.

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Among the Yang Fan group, he is the youngest, but when it comes to life experience and the ups and downs of destiny, Ma Qiao and Jiang Xu, who are older than him, cannot compare with him.

Ma Qiao and Jiang Xu Ning is a clump of grass on the ancient wall of the alley of Luoyang. The farthest scenery you can see is beyond the corner of the eaves, while Yang Fan is a clump of water grass floating on the sea. He has a world hundreds of times wider than them, so his knowledge is higher than these two, and his mind is more mature than them.

Similarly, among the group of Xie Xiaoman, there may be some older than the younger, but when it comes to the maturity of the mind, it is rarely comparable to her, although her expressions and movements sometimes look beautiful. Also bring some childishness, but most of the time, she is quieter than her companions.

At the moment is the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, the streets of Dingding are very lively, and the friends are chatting about which flower lantern is more beautiful, which girl who has just walked over the shoulder is gorgeous, and where the music is playing is beautiful, What Xiaoman paid attention to was the snow in the sky.

It ’s snowing in the sky, the snowflakes are not big, and the gently moving, that kind of distant mood reflects the red light emitted by a lantern, which is particularly fascinating.

Flying snowflakes, blurred lights, noisy crowds, tug-of-war horns, singing and dancing music, crackling crackers, constitute a beautiful picture with sound and motion, walking in this picture In the middle, Xie Xiaoman's state of mind is as lonely as the moon in the night sky.

A girl of her age, or pursuing beautiful clothes and jewelry, or longing for Lang Jun who will marry, some small joys can fill their little hearts. The problem is that Xiaoman's heart has long been filled by a person, and that person's life and death and destiny have become her only concerns.

The education received by Niu Niu is completely different from that of Yang Fan. Under the guidance of the old man over one hundred years old, Yang Fan has never let childhood suffering leave any shadow in his heart. He is positive, optimistic and looking forward to a bright future. Did not forget their responsibilities, nor did they forget to pursue a happy life.

And under the guidance of Aunt Xie, Xiaoman's education from childhood was focused and dedicated. Once you have decided on a thing, you must finish it, and you must be very focused. So her thinking is very different from Yang Fan, she is used to doing things with such qualitative thinking.

So, she rarely feels happy, unless she finds her brother, and ends this wish, otherwise, she may carry this responsibility all her life, and has no spare time to pursue her own happiness.

"Sister Ying, look at that carp lamp, eh?"

The Lan Yiqing letter went, but the finger suddenly stopped in the air. She looked at it carefully and was surprised: "Sister Ying, look, you look, is that guy the bald monk?"

The bald monk in the Lan Yiqing mouth refers to Yang Fan. Yang Fan has been in the palace several times Cuju, although in terms of the strength of the whole team is not as good as the big inner team, but his personal superb ball skills have convinced these girls in the palace. Recently, Yang Fan practiced ziju diligently and did not go to the palace. These girls often think of him and discuss him when they play football.

The bald little monk is the nickname they gave Yang Fan.

Lan Yiqing pinched Xiaoman's waist and said angrily: "It's still the first of the White Horse Temple, and it turns out to be an unruly thief monk! You see, he changed lay clothes, sneaky, and was with a girl Together! "

"Oh, really!"

The other girls looked in the direction pointed by Lan Yiqing and suddenly chattered.

"It is really him, indeed he!"

"Oh! I do n’t think he wears a hat as beautiful as a bald head?"

"You nympho! What are you looking at, this stinky monk who doesn't follow the rules."

"Ah, don't say that, the girl next to him is pretty pretty and charming."

The girls are full of tongues and mouths, and curious to see the lively minds accounted for 70% or 80%. Do n’t look at them as a bit of a smelly monk. In fact, they do n’t dislike Yang Fan. Yang Fan is in the Xiu Wenfang until the age of eight, up to 80, old Friends of women recognized by the young and fourth generations of women, that charm is not covered.

Regarding the act of leading a big girl by this monk, the girls did n’t take it too seriously. Whoever has the leisurely righteousness to pretend to be a priest, as long as you love me, what are you doing. Xie Xiaoman saw my friends gathered together and chattered, but it didn't seem to see any new lanterns, so I stopped and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Gao Ying said: "Xiaoman, look, is that person a bald monk?"

Xie Xiaoman looked up and could n’t help but be surprised ~ IndoMTL.com ~ At this time, Lan Yiqing had already raised a small breast and greeted it proudly.

"Stop!"

Lan Yiqing slightly raised her delicate pointed chin and glanced at Jiang Xu Ning, as if "caught in a bed" as smug: "Hum! Hongshi, where are you going?"

Ma Qiao shook his big bald head out of the back of Yang Fan, and said in surprise: "Oh! Miss Lan, why are you here?"

Lan Yiqing was stunned, looking at the big bald head before one's eyes in doubt, and wondering: "Who are you? Do you know this girl?"

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