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In the end, Lin Yao didn't want anything from the young woman stall owner, but she fulfilled her wish and kissed her face lightly, embarrassedly.
The young stall owner was probably someone who had seen strong winds and waves. After fulfilling her wish, she acted very calmly. After thanking Lin Yao, she pushed the stall cart back to her stall.
"Tsk, this sister is very calm. I thought she would be so excited that she fainted."
"Didn't you say that Teacher Lin's charm is suitable for both men and women? It seems that there are exceptions."
The staff of the program team were all amused by this scene and couldn't help but whisper.
Suddenly, the young woman who calmly returned to the stall took out a mirror and looked at the cheek she had been kissed by Lin Yao. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath.
"Ah!!! Lin Yao kissed me, Lin Yao kissed me, hahahaha!!!!"
Then he let out a very high-decibel scream.
Everyone: ""
Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole were also startled. They couldn't help but look at each other. Fang Xiaole raised his finger and pointed at Lin Yao.
???????????? Wife, please don¡¯t always provoke my female love rivals, okay?
Lin Yao stuck out her tongue. She didn¡¯t know why she was always liked by women.
But it¡¯s okay, because she doesn¡¯t attract bees and butterflies like other female artists, her husband can rest assured about her, and she can concentrate on being a virtuous wife in the future.
"Sister Lin Yao"
At this time, the little girl stall owner selling hairpins and sweater chains was still looking at Lin Yao longingly.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Lin Yao apologized quickly and stepped forward to stretch out her hands.
¡°No, it¡¯s okay.¡±
The little girl was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly. Seeing that Lin Yao really wanted to hug her, her face was flushed with happiness, and she tremblingly threw herself into Lin Yao's arms.
The little girl was very petite, and she really looked like a child in front of the tall Lin Yao. When she was held in her arms, the little girl couldn't help but rub her hard.
? ? Wow, so soft, so elastic, and in great shape!
After hugging for a moment, the little girl reluctantly left Lin Yao's arms, then turned to look at Fang Xiaole.
"Director Fang, I am also a fan of yours. Well, can you give me a hug too?"
"?" Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise.
"Do you know me?" Fang Xiaole looked at his girlfriend's complicated eyes, laughed dryly, and asked the little girl.
"I know you, I'm really your fan, you see"
The little girl took out her mobile phone, entered the post bar very skillfully, and then handed the mobile phone to the two of them.
"Fang Xiaole Universe Support Club."
This little girl is actually a fan of Fang Xiaole.
"Thanks for your support."
Fang Xiaole quickly expressed his gratitude to the little girl. Unexpectedly, he would meet a fan on the street one day. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Lin Yao.
Lin Yao turned away from him and took out the money and put it on the little girl's stall, "This is the money for hairpins and sweater chains."
The little girl quickly said: "No, no, no, really no!"
"You should, how can you not pay for something?"
Lin Yao smiled and insisted on giving the money to the other party, and then the other party said happily:
¡°I¡¯m going to walk around in front first, so I won¡¯t disturb you anymore.¡±
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Fang Xiaole: ""
This silly girl, isn¡¯t she jealous again?
We are still recording the show.
"Director Fang, thenshould we still hug?"
The little girl looked at Fang Xiaole hesitantly and asked in a low voice.
"How about shaking hands?"
Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao¡¯s back and said to the little girl.
"good."
The little girl nodded in agreement.
The two shook hands, and the little girl suddenly laughed, leaned in front of Fang Xiaole and whispered something, then let go, covered her mouth and chuckled, and returned to her stall.
He also waved to Fang Xiaole and said, "Goodbye, Director Fang."
"Uh, bye."
Fang Xiaole¡¯s expression was a bit strange and he quickly caught up with Lin Yao.
Lin Yao said she went shopping first, but in fact she only walked a few steps, secretly looking back at Fang Xiaole and the little girl from time to time.
Seeing Fang Xiaole catch up.?She immediately turned her head and pretended to be standing in front of a stall looking at something.
¡°What¡¯s wrong, are you hungry again?¡±
Seeing her like this, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but asked strangely.
"ah?"
Lin Yao then realized that the stall she was staring at actually sold stinky tofu.
Her cheeks were red and she said quickly: "No, no, I just took a look."
Fang Xiaole said strangely: "So you like to eat stinky tofu?"
"No, just take a look." Lin Yao's ears turned red and she hurried forward.
It was the first time for passers-by and staff to see such a shy side of Queen Lin Yao, and they were all stunned.
"Sister Yao, oh, it's so embarrassing." Fangfang covered her face again and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
The two of them continued shopping. Lin Yao wanted to ask something several times, but she opened and closed her mouth, as if she was hesitant to speak.
Fang Xiaole walked forward as if nothing had happened, with his back to the photographer, and whispered: "Do you want to ask, what did that little girl say to me just now?"
"Huh, I don't want to." Lin Yao pouted slightly.
Fang Xiaole smiled and whispered: "I will tell you quietly later when no one is around."
As he said this, he was about to quietly hold Lin Yao's little hand, but Chen Pengfei, who was behind him, was already catching up with a camera, and ran in front of the two of them, taking pictures of them head-on.
Fang Xiaole looked at him with a smile, "Xiao Chen, thank you for your hard work."
¡°It¡¯s not hard, Director Fang, it¡¯s not hard at all.¡±
After receiving the "appreciation" from the leader, Chen Pengfei flushed with excitement, worked harder to shoot, and decided not to miss any detail in the future.
"" Fang Xiaole glanced at him and reluctantly gave up the idea of ??holding his wife's hand.
At this time, Lin Yao suddenly said "Yeah" and ran to a stall in front with a curious face.
This stall is very special. On one side is a stove with a fire burning. On the stove is a pan. In the pan is brown sugar that has been burned and melted into a soft ball.
On the other side is a square white board, and next to it is a round turntable that looks like a lottery.
Around the simple wooden hands, there are patterns such as cats, dogs, chickens, phoenixes, and dragons.
Behind the stall sat a gray-haired old man, gently mixing the melted brown sugar in the pan with a small spoon.
"Hello, grandpa, what is this?"
Lin Yao asked curiously.
"Little girl, this is a sugar painting."
The old man said with a smile.
"Sugar painting is a traditional Chinese folk craft, and it is also one of the world's intangible cultural heritages. Have you never seen it when you were a child?"
Fang Xiaole asked.
¡°I didn¡¯t go out to play much when I was a kid.¡±
Lin Yao said embarrassedly.
Fang Xiaole thought of Lin Yao's unhappy childhood and quickly whispered: "I'm sorry."
Lin Yao shook her head and said it didn't matter. She asked curiously: "How should I play with sugar paintings?"
"Little girl, for five dollars, turn the dial. Whatever it turns to, I will draw it with sugar water and give it to you. This can be eaten."
"Use sugar to draw things, but, grandpa, you don't have a pen, how can you draw?"
Lin Yao became more and more curious.
¡°Old man, let¡¯s transfer one.¡±
Seeing Lin Yao¡¯s interest, Fang Xiaole paid five yuan to the old man.
Then he said to Lin Yao: "You can do it."
"Okay, okay." Lin Yao stretched out her slender fingers and gently pinched the wooden pointer. The little girl took a deep breath, seemingly more nervous than she was when she received the Golden Song and Silver Dragon awards.
Under the sun, on a busy pedestrian street, a cute girl clasped her hands on her chest and prayed there in a very informal posture: "I want to turn to the dragon, I want to turn to the dragon."
Then he pushed the wooden pointer hard with his hand, and his peach blossom eyes opened wide, staring at the rapidly rotating pointer.
In nervous anticipation, the girl¡¯s hand lowered habitually and held Fang Xiaole¡¯s palm. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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