Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

The next day.

Not long after breakfast, Chu Xiaoyun returned to her bedroom to tidy up her clothes.

She had just changed her clothes and sat in front of the dressing table when she heard Yin Qian's voice.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go and eat flower cakes."

A few blinks of an eye after the words fell, a figure appeared in front of Chu Xiaoyun.

The person was wearing a goose yellow dress and walked into the inner room with quick steps as if she was in an empty place.

Chu Xiaoyun hurriedly inserted the hairpin in her hair, put on the earrings, stood up and faced Yin Qian, smiling helplessly.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yin Qian trotted a few steps, hugged Chu Xiaoyun's arm and shook her.

"Oh, I was sick a few days ago and was locked up in the mansion. Grandma wouldn't even let me go out. I was so suffocated. Now that I have finally recovered, I want to have some fun."

She was only thirteen years old, the age when she couldn't sit still.

Chu Xiaoyun knew her temper, shook her head and smiled, letting her hold her arm and pull her out, and asked:

"Where's Brother Wenjin? Didn't he say we were going to Fayun Temple together today?"

Yin Qian rushed forward with her head down, answering:

"My cousin is waiting in the carriage parked at the door."

This time they didn't even bring the maids and attendants that followed them. Apart from the coachman driving the carriage, there were only Chu Xiaoyun and the other three in the carriage.

In the car, Yin Qian sat on one side holding Chu Xiaoyun's arm, while Meng Wenjin sat alone on the other side, telling the two of them the story that she had not finished yesterday.

There was an extra listener this time. Compared to Chu Xiaoyun's quiet listening, Yin Qian was more lively, making various sounds and movements in coordination with various things.

Chu Xiaoyun sat beside her, sometimes having her arm held tightly, sometimes being embraced by her, and she seemed to be more immersed in the situation.

There was constant talking and laughter along the way, and the atmosphere was very lively.

After about an hour, the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain.

There are so many people coming to Fayun Temple today that the carriage can only go down the mountain and cannot go any further.

Meng Wenjin got off first, then helped the two people get off the carriage.

Yin Qian was rather carefree, and when she saw her cousin extending his hand from below, she completely ignored it, slightly lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, then jumped and landed on the ground.

"Yin Qian!"

"Yin Qian!"

Meng Wenjin and Chu Xiaoyun looked at the scene in front of them and shouted at the same time, raising their voices.

The carriage was still some height from the ground. What if she accidentally sprained her foot? She was really reckless and always did dangerous things without considering safety.

Yin Qian lowered her head guiltily.

She had been holding it in for too long and for a moment she could hardly control herself.

However, Yin Qian put her hands together and rubbed them for a while:

Just now when my cousin and Xiaoxiao scolded her together, they were so consistent!

At that moment, she felt as if she saw a pair of stern elders admonishing her.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time."

Yin Qian regained her composure and apologized to the two of them.

Chu Xiaoyun thought that they were out for fun today and were in a relaxed and happy mood. It was not something too excessive and should not be brought up repeatedly.

She pulled Meng Wenjin's sleeve and winked at him to convey her meaning.

Instantly, Meng Wenjin understood what she meant.

His serious expression became calm and his voice became slightly gentle.

"Just remember not to do it again next time. Okay, let's go climb the steps to the temple to get the peach blossom cake."

"Great!"

Yin Qian cheered and rushed to the front.

Chu Xiaoyun and Meng Wenjin made eye contact, and both held their foreheads and smiled helplessly.