As soon as Su Qiao stood firm, Lu Mingyuan let her go.

The two of them walked one behind the other on their way home.

Lu Mingyuan was silent.

Obviously, he still doubts her.

Indeed, Su Qiao fabricated her identity and deliberately got close to Lu Mingyuan. But she still hoped to get along with Lu Mingyuan normally - what would an ordinary person do if she came here and came to visit him?

Su Qiao racked her brains.

Finally an inspiration came to me.

She pulled Lu Mingyuan's sleeve and asked tentatively: "Are there any interesting places nearby? Can you recommend a few to me? I want to bring some gifts to my parents."

Lu Mingyuan pulled Su Qiao's hand away and responded, "I'll lend you a computer and you can search on the Internet."

Su Qiao sighed: "I don't know the way and I often get lost. I want a living guide..."

Her tone was sincere.

The green grass spreads all the way, and the shadows of the trees are clear under the moonlight.

Lu Mingyuan patted the trunk of a tree and said, "You can contact the travel agency. Their guides are more professional."

Su Qiao thought to herself, was he really unwilling or just didn't understand? She couldn't help but get close to him, and she could almost feel his body temperature through a thin coat.

She said: "No, I want to find someone I know. Can I ask Lin Hao? Is he busy at work?" Before Lu Mingyuan could answer, Su Qiao backed down and said: "Ah, forget it, I'd better go out by myself.

Bar."

Su Qiao's words were full of twists and turns, full of tricks.

Lu Mingyuan followed her intention and said, "Well, don't forget to bring a map."

After saying that, he squatted down and his eyes fell on half of the tree roots. The loose moss entangled the light and shadow. He lowered his head and stared at something, which made Su Qiao ask: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Lu Mingyuan replied: "I'm watching the ants move."

Su Qiao couldn't help but laugh.

She slowly bent down, followed Lu Mingyuan's line of sight, and found a group of ants. In the hazy light, they crawled along the tree trunk one by one, and some were carrying things.

Su Qiao reached out and wanted to grab one of them.

Lu Mingyuan pulled her back: "Ants can bite." Then, he said: "Don't disturb them."

He didn't realize that at this moment, he was holding Su Qiao's hand. When he reacted, he suddenly let go and moved an inch to the side. He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Su Qiao's hands -

Smooth and white, soft and delicate, it proves what it means to be "beautiful as jade".

He had no way to think or go into details, so he changed the topic back: "What attractions in London do you want to visit, markets, parks, museums, or castles? You don't have much time, so I can only think of a few places to visit.

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Su Qiao said: "If you are willing to be a tour guide, I can go anywhere."

She smiled: "Okay, I beg you."

Lu Mingyuan agreed by mistake.

He made an excuse for himself - Su Qiao couldn't find a suitable tour guide, so he would probably go to Lin Hao. For no reason, he asked Lin Hao to accompany a girl out. Lu Mingyuan thought that this was to create Lin Hao...

trouble.

Having said that, Su Qiao is a trouble.

The next day, Lu Mingyuan took her out.

He had the intention to fool Su Qiao - leading Su Qiao to a vintage market. There are antiques, jewelry, gourmet food and souvenirs here. Newcomers can easily be dazzled.

After all, Su Qiao was not exempt from vulgarity. She traveled around and bought some gadgets. The coins given to her by the shopkeepers filled her pockets.

She had just learned to identify the face value of coins by their shapes - twenty pence was worthless, but it was the largest. She held a handful of pounds, made a "dinging" sound, and said enthusiastically: "Lu Mingyuan,

Do you recognize antiques?"

Lu Mingyuan said: "Do you still want to buy antiques?"

"Yes, my father likes it." Su Qiao replied.

She stretched out her hand and pointed to a shop.

There were several pieces of glass hanging in that shop, with portraits painted on them, using simple techniques and unique shapes. Under the sunlight, the colors were subtle and sparkling.

But Lu Mingyuan insisted: "Fake."

Su Qiao asked: "Isn't it an antique?"

Lu Mingyuan waved his hand: "Absolutely not."

Su Qiao chuckled: "I believe in your vision. If you say it's not the case, then it's not the case."

She took a detour to the other side.

Lu Mingyuan watched her back.

Like a conservative young man, he first bought a local newspaper and then a cup of yogurt with jam. While Su Qiao was wandering around, Lu Mingyuan was sitting on the bench, eating and reading the newspaper. Occasionally, someone passed by

, whether you should strike up a conversation with him sincerely or not depends entirely on his mood.

Until a flawless snow-white hand slowly climbed onto his shoulder.

Su Qiao stood behind him: "I bought an incredible thing..."
Chapter completed!