Chapter 507:1 Transmigrated
Translator: 549690339
Initially, she felt a little strange.
With Feng Sheng’s overbearing personality, he would always keep her by his side and drag her to the company to accompany him to work whenever she was not in class. Yet, he really let her co to Jiangnan Old Town alone.
It turned out that Feng Sheng had let her go because he had arranged for soone to protect her in secret.
A gentle breeze with rain blew past. The cool raindrops caressed Luo Yangyang’s face. The rain was cold, but her heart was warm.
Saint Bastard was still as domineering as ever.
She was willful, and he watched as she allowed her to be willful. Then, he quietly ford a protective circle around her so that she could be willful without danger.
Ma Feng’s figure quickly disappeared into the corner of the street.
Luo Yangyang grabbed the red oiled-paper umbrella in her hand.
She exited the ga with one hand on her phone. She opened the ssage window and sent a ssage to the only number in her phone.
Luo Yangyang said,’Bastard, you’re so handso that I can’t help but fall for you.’
Then, Luo Yangyang opened the umbrella and walked out from under the eaves.
There were puddles of water on the bluestone road.
Luo Yangyang, who was wearing a peach-pink dress that reached her chest, held a red oil-paper umbrella. She carefully avoided the puddles of water under her feet and walked toward the hostel where ‘I’m Here’ was located.
The surroundings were filled with ancient buildings. The stone bridge under the drizzle carried a sense of history. The rain washed the generations who lived here.
Luo Yangyang, who was dressed from head to toe in ancient clothes, stepped onto the stone bridge in the drizzle. Her figure slowly moved on the bridge like a heavy historical scroll being rolled by a wheel.
A thousand years ago, in the vast drizzle, there might have been such a person who had walked across this bridge with an umbrella.
History seed to overlap at this mont. Luo Yangyang walked over from the stone bridge in the quiet and enchanting drizzle. It was as if she was a person from history.
“So beautiful…”
The one who sighed was a young man hiding under the eaves on the other side of the stone bridge.
This person had blonde hair, blue eyes, deep brows, and a high nose bridge. He was a handso man from a foreign country.
At that mont, the handso man from another country was staring at Luo Yangyang, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella on the stone bridge.
His eyes were filled with shock, as if he was a celestial being, and there was even more shock that could amaze the world. The scene he saw in his eyes deeply shocked his soul.
“Am I traveling through ti?”
In this ancient town with ancient Chinese architecture, a handso blond man with blue eyes stared at Luo Yangyang on the stone bridge.
Because of the rain, many people avoided the rain and did not co out.
The street was deserted. Luo Yangyang was the only one on the stone bridge.
“I actually saw an ancient person. How beautiful…”
The golden-haired, blue-eyed handso man stared at Luo Yangyang until she walked down the stone bridge.
After getting off the stone bridge, they reached a crossroad. Luo Yangyang turned to the right.
The blond, blue-eyed, handso man was under the eaves of the left road. He watched helplessly as the classic beauty in his eyes walked away from him step by step.
After Luo Yangyang walked for more than ten ters, the handso blond man seed to have thought of sothing and woke up.
In the next mont.
The blond, blue-eyed, handso man who was hiding under the eaves was not worried about slipping and falling. He quickly ran toward Luo Yangyang’s back..
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