This was the first time Zhao Rong heard Su Xiaoxiao tell him to shut up, and his blood pressure dropped completely.

This felt more uncomfortable than her directly scolding him. Just now she was holding his face and calling him Zhao Lang Zhao Lang...

Zhao Rong held back again.

He suppressed his hand that was about to spank her little butt and clenched it into a fist.

And loosen again.

He stretched out his hand, but every time when he wanted to put his hand on her shoulder or somewhere else, she would not let him.

Don't let Zhao Rong take her back.

"Hey, do you want to go out for a walk?" Zhao Rong suddenly asked, "I mean, do you want to go out for a walk and enjoy the breeze? There is a small town two miles north of the wasteland. When I passed by before, I saw that it was quite lively with lights. There are so many people coming to the Moon Festival Mountain these days. There should be a busy market there with a lot of fun things... Well, I won't force you to go back right now. I'll accompany you to stroll there. Can you calm down?"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't say anything.

Zhao Rong lowered his head, rolled up his sleeves, looked at his palms, and repeated with lowered eyes: "If I say, I promise you I won't leave, and I will go out for a walk with you later, can you stop being so petty? Go back to Taiqing Mansion tomorrow and be a hardworking and obedient little fox fairy, okay?"

"Well, I might, and I might not." Without looking at him, she ran forward quickly, bumped into the curtain at the door, and left the tent, not caring whether there was anyone passing by the door at this time and whether she would bump into him.

Zhao Rong sighed. Why is she still like a little girl?

"Zhao Rong, what do you mean..."

He ignored Xin Huligui's doubts and objections and quickly followed without explaining for the time being.

When Zhao Rong arrived at the door, he found that the small bookcase placed there was gone. Looking up, he saw a small red figure in front of him running forward happily with the small bookcase on its back, as if it was not going to wait for him.

Zhao Rong shook his head and did not take back the jars of wine on the ground. He waved and clasped his fists at some of the string musicians who were curiously asking for his advice, declined their help, and went straight after the little fox demon.

After a while, Zhao Rong caught up with Su Xiaoxiao on the official road leading to the prosperous town.

Zhao Rong knew that she didn't run fast, but was waiting for him on purpose, even though she had her back to him and didn't admit it at all.

Zhao Rong walked forward silently, wanting to walk shoulder to shoulder with her, but she shook her ponytail and ran away.

The little fox demon in red clothes ran to the other side of the official road, opposite Zhao Rong, carrying a small book box.

This time he didn't come any closer to make himself look bad.

Zhao Rong knew that she would follow him, so he rolled up his sleeves and led the way, walking towards the direction of the town he remembered.

The scholar and the fox demon were walking on both sides of the road, one on the left and one on the right.

It seemed as if no one was looking at each other. Passers-by and carriages passing by on the official road at night might have thought that the two were strangers who didn't know each other.

But Zhao Rong was not too worried that Su Xiaoxiao would get lost. Although she didn't look at him at all, Zhao Rong could feel a faint glow coming towards him.

Zhao Rong smiled softly in his heart, took a breath of the refreshing night breeze with a little relaxation, and walked towards the bustling town with Su Xiaoxiao.

After about two cups of tea, the two saw the bright lights ahead.

A prosperous town that stands out in the wilderness.

The dim lights and desolation of the past were completely swept away by the influence of the Fengshan ceremony in the past few days.

It's especially lively tonight.

There was no need for Zhao Rong to lead the way, so Su Xiaoxiao quickened her pace and ran into the downtown area carrying her small bookcase, and Zhao Rong followed immediately.

However, the two of them still walked on either side of the road, separated by the flow of people entering and leaving the downtown area.

Zhao Rong hated the dignitaries of Dali who rode in horse-drawn carriages in the downtown area, because their carriages would temporarily block his vision, standing between him and her, making the little fox demon disappear briefly in his peripheral vision.

So Zhao Rong had to turn his head frequently and concentrate his attention on a small, fiery figure across the street.

"Hey, slow down, wait for me." At the intersection at the end of a street, Zhao Rong couldn't help but shout to her. He was afraid that she would disappear in the crowd at the intersection in the blink of an eye, and he would not be able to judge which road she chose.

Su Xiaoxiao still refused to look at him, but he could feel that she heard him, so when the two of them walked to the intersection, she seemed to slow down her pace and wait for him. After he caught up with her, she looked left and right, then chose a snack street with a candy-blowing stall and ran to it.

Zhao Rong followed silently.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped in front of the candy-blowing stall, which was surrounded by a group of parents with children. She stood on the periphery, tiptoed with a small bookcase on her back, and looked inside, seemingly curious.

Zhao Rong, who had walked too far, paused, turned back, came to her side, glanced at her who seemed to be concentrating on watching the candy figurine blowing, thought for a moment, reached out his hand gently, grabbed her small bookcase, then tried to lift it up for her, wanted to help her carry it, but she twisted her waist, broke free from his hand, and pretended not to know him and took a step back.

If the little girl wanted to be angry, she could really act like she was angry. Zhao Rong silently withdrew his hand.

In front of the candy stall, there was a little boy who was as black as a piece of charcoal. He pulled the corner of the clothes of the middle-aged woman next to him and said, "Mom, mom, I want to blow up a monkey. Let him blow up a monkey..."

When the sugar figurine master with rough hands but extremely skillful skills was blowing sugar figurines for other children, the little fox demon was standing beside him, watching with his little head tilted. He stood behind her.

Zhao Rong did not try to put his hand on her or the small bookcase again, because he was afraid that if he reached out again, she would really run away in anger, shaking her ponytail.

This silly girl is like this. When she is acting like a spoiled brat, he has to be careful and indulge her, otherwise she will do anything naughty that will make Zhao Rong mad.

"Which animal do you like?" Zhao Rong asked in a low voice.

She didn't know whether she heard it or not, so she didn't answer. She took a reluctant look at the candy figurine stall and then ran away.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at the candy figurine stall, then without lingering, followed Su Xiaoxiao in front.

He followed her closely, stopping when she stopped and walking when she walked.

And for every stall that Su Xiaoxiao lingered at and every item that she kept her eyes on for more than three breaths, Zhao Rong, who was following behind her, would silently take a look, and then would not move immediately, but would continue to follow her, fearing that she would get lost.

Su Xiaoxiao walked slowly for a long time before reaching the end of the street. Zhao Rong originally thought that she was going to return the same way, but the next second he saw her suddenly running towards a store in front. He looked up and saw that it was a bookstore in a somewhat remote location.

Zhao Rong followed, and Su Xiaoxiao jumped over the threshold and ran into the bookstore, where she seemed to be happily wandering around, looking for books everywhere. The bookstore owner, who had been dozing off, was suddenly awakened by her noise. Seeing that it was a strange wild girl, he picked up a chicken feather blanket, muttered a little dissatisfiedly, and prepared to approach her.

Zhao Rong, who was following behind, stepped forward in time, handed over some silver and shook his head at them. The bookstore owner took it without any expression, weighed it, nodded without changing his expression, and ignored the strange couple.

Zhao Rong walked aside and pretended to flip through a book, but in fact he was silently looking at the little fox demon who was looking around for the book about talented scholars and beautiful women.

He suddenly remembered that when he first met her, it seemed to be in a bookstore in a busy city.

At that time, the two of them were separated by a bookshelf, and looked at each other through a gap as thick as a book.

Zhao Rong walked forward as if possessed by a spirit and came to the back of the bookshelf where she was reading. He looked through the gaps between the bookshelves at the pretty face behind the bookshelf, who was concentrating on reading a book.

"If you don't mind, please don't look at me." The little fox demon lowered his head and suddenly said politely.

Zhao Rong smiled. He finally spoke, didn’t he?

But she didn't smile. She lowered her head and had a stern face. She looked very serious and focused, as if there was something very attractive in the book. If people who didn't know her knew her, they would think she was reading some big serious book.

"Wait for me here," he said.

Su Xiaoxiao pretended not to hear and turned away to avoid that particularly warm gaze.

Zhao Rong smiled, turned around and left the bookstore directly, but he could feel someone's eyes following him from behind.

Zhao Rong didn't look back.

He suddenly felt that the bustling lights and moonlight outside seemed particularly beautiful tonight.

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