Yu Niaoniao chose two of her favorite veils.
She was about to take out her money when the man beside her reached out and placed a small piece of silver on the stall.
Yu Niaoniao turned to look at the man and pursed her lips into a smile.
"Is this a gift from you?"
Xiao Juan avoided answering. "Are we still shopping?"
Yu Niaoniao nodded without hesitation. "Of course!"
"Then let's go."
"Yes!"
Yu Niaoniao took the wrapped veil from the stall owner. As soon as she turned around, a little beggar rushed over and bumped into her.
She staggered and almost fell.
Fortunately, Xiao Juan hugged her waist in time.
When she steadied herself, he quickly withdrew his hand.
The little beggar's face was dirty. It was impossible to tell his age.
He was very thin and weak, a head shorter than Yu Niaoniao. His clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and he smelled bad.
