Su Ran lowered his head and looked at her and was smirking.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, hiss... I've told you, be gentle, your hair will be caught bald by you."

"It's a little tight, hold on."

In the bustling night market, Liu Piaopiao raised her head slightly to look at the chest that was not known to be acquainted. She had relied on it in Japan, and it was already a thing of the past. What happened in Japan was left in my heart, and it would be better not to mention it.

In the future, I will get along with my family like this, and I will yearn for a life I yearn for.

This is what Liu Piaopiao thought.

"alright."

Su Ran took off the hairpin, and there were two beautiful hairs on it, and handed them to Liu Piaopiao.

He picked up the butterfly hairpin from her hand and carefully stuck it on her hair. He turned around, "Weizi, come and see if this hairpin is good?"

Shan Weizi: "Su Ran, who are you scolding?"

Su Ran: "Hey, I'm talking about whether your mom's hairpin looks good?"

Shan Weizi: "It looks good. My mother is pretty and looks good no matter what hairpin you wear."

"This one on your head looks good too." Su Ran touched the hairpin on Dan Weizi's head, which cost five yuan per person, scanned and paid, and continued shopping.

Today is the weekend, and there are more and more people in the night market, and the not-so-spacious streets are crowded. In order to prevent them from being lost, Su Ran should not hold their wrists with both hands and squeeze forward in the crowd.

What does Su Ran feel like when he pulls two women with both hands?

Su Ran could pat his chest and say: It was like pulling his right hand with his left hand.

That's it. The one on the left is the daughter and the one on the right is the mother. It's really a feeling to pull them.

Liu Piaopiao gradually became familiar with the little details of a meticulous man like Su Ran taking care of women.

In the past, he would be very unaccustomed. After getting along for a long time, he gradually got used to Su Ran's care. His hands are here. If you want to, she doesn't care. After all, it's to prevent getting lost.

.If you want to hold your fingers tightly, Liu Piaopiao would not dare. It was once in Japan, and Liu Piaopiao took the initiative, so... she can, you can't.

She can hold her fingers tightly, is that my mother’s love for you?

You can't hold your fingers tightly, that's going to be a mess!

Women are all very double-standard.

...

Moreover, the night market was very noisy. Even if they stood together, they couldn't hear clearly what they were saying when they were speechless. Only Su Ran turned his head and listened.

On several occasions, Liu Piaopiao spoke to Su Ran, and he was always "Ah? What did you say? I can't hear it?"

Liu Piaopiao had to stand on tiptoe and talk in his ear, and he said, "Oh, this is what he said."

...

Whenever the three of them walked by, tourists always looked back and looked at the handsome guy with two beautiful women.

He held a spotless young lady in Hanfu in his left hand.

He held a sexy and charming cheongsam lady in his right hand.

Talking and laughing, life winners.

Su Ran felt that it was great to take the mother and daughter out for a walk.

The three of them walked not far ahead, and a girl playing the guzheng and stopped in front of her.

All three of them know this, but Shan Weizi is more proficient, followed by Su Ran, Liu Piaopiao playing the piano randomly.

The three of them listened for a while, and Shan Weizi listened with a professional "mentor" standard and nodded frequently.

After the girl finished playing, she looked at the three people in front of her and said, "Will you do this little lady?"

"I don't……"

Shan Weizi was about to shake her hand, but Liu Piaopiao pushed her out: "She can play, can the beauty let her play a song?"

"You--" Shan Weizi looked at Liu Piaopiao with resentment.

Liu Piaopiao made a cheering gesture.

Shan Weizi breathed out, turned around and smiled at the young lady: "I'll give it a try."

The young lady got up and gave the young lady in Hanfu to sit down.

"Come on Wei Zi!" Liu Piaopiao, who was a mother, held the milk tea and cheered.

Shan Weizi is most annoying to Liu Piaopiao.

I haven't liked her like this since I was a child. Every time I treat myself as something she shows off to others. Then when I see others exaggerating Dan Weizi, I am very proud of being a mother: I gave birth to it!

Since childhood, whenever relatives and friends come to visit, the most common thing Liu Piaopiao said to Shan Weizi is: Weizi praised her talents for her uncles and aunts.

at this time.

It's the same again.

Shan Weizi sat down reluctantly and looked at Liu Piaopiao who was cheering. His eyes seemed to say, "Play it well!"

"..." Shan Weizi was speechless, lowered her head, raised her hands and landed on the strings, gently plucking it. A song "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain" sounded from the trumpet next to her.

Passersby heard this familiar melody and looked over. Seeing a beautiful Hanfu girl in front of the Guzheng, her eyes lit up, and it was worth staying to appreciate.

After a while, many tourists came around to appreciate it, and most of them raised their mobile phones to take photos and videos.

Su Ran didn't mind these things. If he met a beautiful woman who praised her talents when he walked outside, he would take photos and post them on WeChat Moments.

Su Ran looked at Liu Piaopiao next to him, holding her cell phone and recording the video, her red lips slightly moving, and she was humming lightly following the melody.

Su Ran: "Sister Piaopiao, hello Versailles."

The old lady said proudly: "Of course, my daughter is so talented, of course I want to show off. I will show off the little babies you gave birth to in the future."

Su Ran smiled and said, "Sister Piaopiao, you are so beautiful and have such a good figure. You are simply a high-quality gene. You should have a few more talented and beautiful daughters."

"Hahaha... Xiaoran, Is it really different for you to praise others? People praise you for being beautiful, and you praise your good genes."

“Mine is true.”

"Shut up, are you talking about having a baby in front of me? Are you looking for death?"

"oh."

"Hehe..." Liu Piaopiao smiled again and said, "If you think I have good genes and don't have a few more daughters, why don't you... your sister Piaopiao, I'll go out to find a man to give me a gift.

How about you having a few brother-in-laws with Wei Zi?"

"Go to die!"

"you--"

Liu Piaopiao didn't know that Su Ran suddenly broke the news, and it was a rebellious curse of the mother-in-law to die.

Liu Piaopiao was so angry that she stepped on Su Ran’s instep.

Su Ran shook her feet in pain. Liu Piaopiao's high heels were wearing, and the center of gravity was unstable and fell towards the tourists next to her. Seeing this, Su Ran reached out and hugged her tightly wrapped bee waist, hugged her and poured her onto herself.

"Is it okay?"

"No...it's all your fault!"

Liu Piaopiao reached out and grabbed his stomach.

"pain."

"I deserve it, I told you to curse me to die."

"Okay, okay, my fault, don't say anything about having children with others, I'm so furious."

“???”

Liu Piaopiao raised her head and looked at Su Ran, sneering.

"What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

She lowered her head.

Su Ran looked confused, but he didn't know where he was. There was a big banyan tree next to him, and the green spotlight of the big banyan tree just happened to be projected onto his head.

Adding to what Liu Piaopiao said just now, it was very appropriate and green.

"Stop here." Liu Piaopiao's high heels took a small step back, pulled Su Ran's T-shirt, and pulled Su Ran over to stand, preventing him from standing in the green light.

Su Ran saw many LSPs around him staring at the cheongsam beauties beside him.

Tired.

I have told Liu Piaopiao many times that I should not wear such a slit cheongsam that shows off my figure too much. The man's eyes can't move away as soon as he stares at him.

But Liu Piaopiao doesn’t care about those things, she dresses well, and she still has to consider strangers if she wants to wear them?
To be continued...