The scenery here really is uniquely beautiful.
Because of the affordability, crowds of people packed in front of the stall, picking and choosing, creating a lively scene.
Facing such a bustling view, Ou Lan excitedly elbowed her way through the crowd, while Zhan Lingtao watched her speechlessly. Ou Xiaolan, you're really wasting my dad's god-like qualities.
Only Liu Feng remained untroubled by wind or rain, his eyes, seeming to perceive everything, fixed tightly on Ou Lan's figure, ready to rush over and protect her at the first sign of any danger.
Finally, Ou Lan squeezed her way to the front of the stall and began to choose clothes excitedly, imagining how each piece would look on Zhan Moxiao.
The more she picked, the more excited she became, feeling that each piece was a steal.
