Jiang Yuan shook his head repeatedly: "No! No!"
"That's more like it!" Yun Muyao, hooking Jiang Yuan's arm, was strolling down the street.
From time to time, she would drag Jiang Yuan towards various stalls, her face full of curiosity.
After a while, Jiang Yuan asked, "Senior sister, haven't you wandered around Tianhe City before?"
"Of course I have, I have strolled around twice with my maid before, but there was nothing interesting! But this time it's different!"
Yun Muyao smiled and picked up a hairpin and put it on her head. The hairpin was a pure gold phoenix, wings spread as if ready to fly.
"Junior brother, does it look good?"
"Beautiful! Everything senior sister puts on looks beautiful!"
She looked at Jiang Yuan with some suspicion: "Your words sound a bit like what junior brother Pan Hua would say. That's how he deceives girls!"