"What are you thinking about?" Shen Jingrou waved a hand in front of An Yin's face. At the same time, she noticed a small scab the size of a mung bean on the young girl's lower lip, likely from biting it earlier, but Shen Jingrou didn't ask further.
"No, nothing." An Yin snapped out of her thoughts, responding hesitantly.
She couldn't possibly tell Sister Jingrou that she had been pondering Uncle Meng's appearance!
Shen Jingrou noticed the girl's evasive demeanor and didn't pursue the topic further.
The two of them walked leisurely among the crowd.
The surrounding noise and vendors' shouts rose and fell incessantly.
Shen Jingrou glanced at the bustling street and casually asked, "Have you been here before?"
"I have." An Yin nodded.
"Well, this place is a popular spot for young people like you to check in."
Shen Jingrou leisurely looked around, approaching anything she liked, while An Yin eagerly followed behind her.
