Chapter 1420: Abuse! Who's the Joke? (Three)

Chapter 1420 Abuse! Who's the joke? (3)

on the square.

The joyful dance continues.

The Torch Festival is an important festival for ethnic minorities. On this day, everyone will gather together, light torches, sing, dance, and make good wishes.

Zheng Yan’s character is the most out-of-the-box.

While he was playing, he caught a glimpse of Fan Yu standing next to him from the corner of his eye. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and pulled him into the team.

"How boring is it just to watch? Don't tell me you can't dance, just wave your hands and twist your waist. Let's do it together!"

"..."

Fan Yu was wearing a white suit and stood in front of the fire, the fiery red light reflecting on his handsome face.

His eyes followed Nian Xiaomu and Zheng Yan, worried that they might be in danger if they were having too much fun.

Suddenly being pulled by Zheng Yan, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at her.

Zheng Yan smiled brightly, and her already outstanding face became alluring.

Such a sincere and clean smile is easily contagious.

But Nian Xiaomu...

Just as Fan Yu was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of Yu Yuehan not far away, who was getting out of the car and walking towards this side.

The fashion show was a success, and there would be no problems with the media. Yu Yuehan rushed to the scene immediately, walked to the front square, and took Nian Xiaomu into his arms.

As if noticing the injury on her foot, Yu Yuehan immediately picked her up.

"I'm fine, just a little bruised, but I'm really happy today. Please let me play a little longer, just a little while..." Nian Xiaomu grabbed his sleeve and spoke pitifully.

Not sure whether it was because of dancing or because of the baking of the bonfire, her cheeks were stained with a hint of crimson.

The complexion looks really good.

Before Yu Yuehan agreed, he slid off him and pulled him towards the crowd.

"Come on! You can still make wishes during the Torch Festival.

You hurry up and make a wish with me, bless yourself and give me some strength, I will give birth to a younger brother for Xiao Liuliu! "

Yu Yuehan: "..."

I can’t talk any more!

"Fan Yu? Fan Yu?" Zheng Yan noticed that the people around her were absent-minded, so she moved closer to him and followed his gaze and looked forward.

I understood something instantly.

"Don't worry, little Mumu will be taken care of by Young Master Han. She will be fine. But you can't do this all the time. Let's go, let's go, I'll take you dancing, and I'll introduce you to some good girls another day!"

Zheng Yan dragged Fan Yu and leaned towards the fire.

Let him make a marriage wish.

Fan Yu was startled, then looked back at her with a gentle smile on his lips: "As far as I know, you are single yourself. If you worry about me so much, why don't you worry about yourself?"

"That's right! I also have to make a wish for myself, and let God bless me to meet my Mr. Right soon, preferably someone like the big brother next door, then I will be satisfied..."

Before Zheng Yan finished speaking, she suddenly thought of Mo Yongheng, who was still under investigation.

The light in his eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed: "We are having so much fun here, but Mo Yongheng still suffers injustice, and I don't know what he is doing now. I must take him with me next time I have a chance." Come here and see such a lively scene, his character is so boring, how great it is to come here and have fun!"

The more Zheng Yan talked, the more she felt sorry for Mo Yongheng.

Hearing this, Fan Yu's eyes flashed and his thin lips opened slightly.

"It's not like you can't celebrate with him. The fashion show is live broadcast and it's not over yet. Go and make a wish for him in front of the camera. He should be able to see it."