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Liu Xiaoxiao, a little moth, has a great forgetfulness, and when she woke up after a nap, she forgot the little beggar who was running behind the carriage.Xiaotao helped him get out of the carriage, looked back, and saw that there was no one behind.Xiaotao couldn't remember when the little beggar disappeared, thinking that she probably stopped following after she was tired from running on the road, so she didn't mention it again.

Liu Xiaoxiao always went to the temple alone to offer incense, because she felt that she had to be more sincere when she went alone, so Xiaotao and the coachman were waiting at the door.The temple is small, and there are not many people coming, so it doesn't matter if the carriage stops at the door.

Neither Xiaotao nor the coachman expected that the little beggar who thought he hadn't followed was quietly hiding behind the tree, his flushed face was covered by dust, and a pair of beautiful eyes gleamed behind his disheveled hair, looking furtively at the little fairy boy like a teenager.

It’s summer, when everything grows, and the old tree in the temple courtyard, which is as thick as several adults hugging each other, is also in full bloom. The red silk of praying on it is swaying with the wind, and the tree is already higher than the wall. The cast shadows spread beyond the walls.

Standing in the distance, the red silk fluttered, and a ray of sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the leaves, just projecting on the young man who just got off the carriage, it was so beautiful.Ming and Ming are about the same age, but they seem to be from two worlds.

——This world is so unfair.

The little beggar thought, gripping the knife in his hand tightly.

"Young master, be careful on the road." Xiaotao handed Liu Xiaoxiao the purse containing silver taels, then took out a handkerchief to wipe off the thin sweat on her young master's forehead, smoothed out the wrinkles of her clothes, and then backed away.

Liu Xiaoxiao responded and walked into the temple.There is still a long way to go to enter the ancestral hall. The bluestone slabs under the feet look a little old, and some tenacious weeds even emerge from the cracks in the broken stones. The road is lined with shade trees.

The journey is not too long but not too short, with cicadas humming in my ears, with the breath of summer, the tip of my nose suddenly smells a strange fragrance, and then rustling petals fly by in front of my eyes, Liu Xiaoxiao stops and raises her hand to catch one, tender White petals lay in his palm.

The moment he stopped, more petals flew past his eyes, but there was no wind around him, Liu Xiaoxiao raised her head.A black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, but a white object fell to the ground faster than the black shadow, Liu Xiaoxiao subconsciously knelt down to catch it.

What fell into the palm of his hand was a small piece of steamed bun, which still smelled a little sour.

Hidden behind the disheveled hair, watching the boy's unreservedly exposed back, the thin hand raised the knife high.

However, just as the knife was about to be swung down, the young boy with his head down raised his head, and the little beggar hurriedly put the hand holding the knife behind his back.

"Are you going to eat this?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked while standing up, seeing the little beggar silent, Liu Xiaoxiao threw the rotten steamed buns on the ground, "This is not edible."

The little beggar clenched the knife behind his back.

The rich are like this. They never understand the meaning of even a piece of rotten steamed buns to them who can't even satisfy their food and clothing. It is hypocritical and disgusting to make a superior posture.

The hands behind his back clenched tighter, the rust stuck to his skin, and the bloodshot eyes became thicker.However, just as he was about to make a move, a small white and tender hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a piece of delicate snack lying in the palm.

He froze for a moment, then looked up, the young boy in front of him looked distressed, looking greedily at the snack in his hand, "I hid this secretly behind Xiaotao's back, so I will pay you for the steamed buns."

After all, it's still a soft-hearted little thing.

--What does it mean?

The little beggar hesitated.

"This is delicious. The dim sum from Zuixianlou is so precious!" Seeing that he didn't take it, Liu Xiaoxiao took the initiative to take the little beggar's hand hanging aside, put the dim sum in his palm, and then quickly moved it away. Eyes, lest I go back on my word, but I still looked there from the corner of my eye and swallowed my saliva.

He doesn't think he's dirty either.

The little beggar looked down at his hand being pulled by the beautiful doll, his eyes suddenly felt a little sore, in order to cover up, he raised his head and swallowed the pastry whole.

It was really delicious.He peeked at the young boy standing in front of him.

Liu Xiaoxiao blinked, "Why are you looking at me?"

At that time Liu Suifeng was not as eloquent as he would be in the future, when he heard that young man who was more delicate and lovely than Sophora japonica ask this question, his face covered by his hair turned red immediately, avoiding Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes.

However, this little thing didn't understand the little beggar's embarrassment, touched his clean little chin, and said triumphantly: "But I'm so good-looking, you should also want to see me."

If other people say this, I'm afraid it will be offensive, but this beautiful little thing speaks out how cute it is, as if he was born to be like this.

The little beggar was fascinated, and slightly loosened the hands behind his back, and the rusty knife fell to the ground with a "clang".

Liu Xiaoxiao wanted to go around him to see what it was, but the little beggar blocked from left to right, and Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't see it even if she stretched her neck.

"It's fine if you don't show it, cheapskate." He pouted.

Seeing Liu Xiaoxiao raised her leg to leave, the little beggar hurriedly followed and kicked the knife away.I don't know what to do with him, but I just want to follow him.

Being followed all the time, Liu Xiaoxiao got a little angry, frowned, turned around and said unhappily, "What are you following me for?"

The boy's voice was crisp and clear, like an oriole, with a trace of anger mixed in it.The little beggar lowered his head, just in time to see his messy and messy appearance, stood awkwardly in place, and glanced at the knife thrown not far away.

I was here to snatch him...

Without getting an answer, Liu Xiaoxiao seemed to be unable to exert enough strength to punch the cotton, and her momentum weakened, probably because she didn't want to look like a little bully who was bullying others.He still doesn't know that the person in front of him still has killing intent just now, he is still aggressive, and he doesn't even know that he just passed by the danger.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Liu Xiaoxiao asked, "Do you still want money?"

Unexpectedly, the little beggar who lowered his head and put on the wooden stake suddenly raised his head. He hadn't looked at it carefully from a distance, but now he raised his head. The eyes behind the disheveled hair were astonishingly bright, as if he was about to eat people.

The little beggar was afraid of being discovered by him, but he didn't expect that the little thing was just a random guess. Seeing his reaction, he was about to cry, and he put his hand on the purse that Xiaotao gave him, and almost wanted to hand it over.

The little beggar has eagle-like eyes, and he is like a natural enemy to soft buns like Liu Xiaoxiao. Just one look is enough to make him stand at attention obediently for a second and become a cowardly bun.

The little beggar was thinking about how to explain, but saw Liu Xiaoxiao, who was still there just now, took a few steps back and looked him up and down.

In modern times, Liu Xiaoxiao played and rolled under the paws of big-tailed wolves, and at least learned to read people.He looked at the little beggar with focused eyes.

Once again stared at by this beautiful little thing like a little fairy, the little beggar blushed behind his face covered by the dirt, and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Although the little beggar in front of him was thin and bony, he was full of everyone's spirit. Liu Xiaoxiao nodded to herself and felt satisfied, but she didn't know that everyone over there would be stared at by him so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole to bury herself .

He felt that this little beggar with hawk-like eyes would definitely do a lot in the future, so he began to make a little calculation in his heart, thinking that if he became an investor of this little beggar, wouldn't he be like planting a beggar when the little beggar became prosperous? Like a cash cow?

How about good luck for this little moth?At a glance, he fell in love with the future richest businessman in Jiangnan.

So the attitude of the soft bun who was scared to death just now turned 180 degrees, rolled his eyes, and smiled, "Hey! You will follow me from now on!" Seeing this, I never thought about the option of the little beggar rejecting it. The rhythm of forcing others to work for him.

However, the little beggar was also very face-saving, he was stunned for a while, and nodded flattered.He intended to get closer, to get closer, to see the little fairy, but he didn't expect the fairy to stretch out a hand to him and pull him out of the dust.

Liu Xiaoxiao, who got the response, was happy and felt that she was lucky.Thinking about investing a little bit by myself, [-]% of the money I earn in the future will be given to him, and the remaining [-]% will be given to this little beggar, and then money begets money, money begets money, and I just sit and count the money, just thinking about it makes me laugh out loud He quickly turned his back to prevent the little beggar from seeing his smirk.

However, the little beggar over there also felt that he was lucky enough to be favored by the gods, but he didn't expect that this little bastard with a bad belly just wanted him to make money for him.

The Taoist priest in this temple recognized Liu Xiaoxiao's familiar face. He was a little surprised to see a beggar's tail following him, but he didn't say anything.Liu Xiaoxiao gave the incense money as usual, took a few sticks of incense, and also took three pillars for the little beggar, asking him to worship with her.

After the incense was curled up, the young man's face with his eyes closed looked extraordinarily serene. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, like a butterfly about to fly resting on it, pious like a fairy.

But the little beggar at the side looked at the little fairy secretly, as if he was afraid that he would be scattered in the wind like mist if he missed a glance, he was afraid that he would be left behind.Liu Xiaoxiao put the incense into the censer, and suddenly remembered that she didn't know the little beggar's name, so she turned around and asked, "What's your name?"

The little beggar shook his head.

That means there is no name, Liu Xiaoxiao understood it this way.After thinking about it for a moment, he simply gave his surname to the little beggar, and even gave him a name that he racked his brains to find particularly domineering and pleasant.

So the little beggar saw the beautiful child in front of him frowned, and his voice was so soft that his heart almost melted, "My name is Liu Xiaoxiao. How about you take my surname Liu and call it Liu Suifeng?"

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse, but his eyes were shining.

"it is good……"

Liu Xiaoxiao, Liu Suifeng... The little beggar repeated these two names in his heart, and at the end he only repeated two words: Xiaoxiao.He repeated these two words with great care, and as he recited them, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

——His Xiaoxiao.