"Do you sell eggs in your TV shopping? 998 pieces of an egg, doesn't that rob people?" Su Mo blurted out again.

Damn, is it really incurable for her mortal heart to be outspoken?

Obviously, she didn't seem to be like this before.

After transferring the money to Si Lijun's WeChat, Su Mo decisively ended this inexplicable transaction, put away his mobile phone, and pondered that after going home, he asked Mai Sui's good wife and mother to forward some tutorials on how to make tomato scrambled eggs to her, and then pass it on to the teenager.

Although she Su Mo is a god, she is a god with business principles, and she definitely does what she says.

At this moment, a young man the age of Si Lijun walked over from the small stone slab on the lawn in the distance, and was shocked when he saw Su Mo's figure: "Second Shao, who is this?"

When Si Er Shao heard this, his gaze bypassed Su Mo's side face, and he said truthfully: "Hmm... Probably engaged in TV shopping and sold eggs. ”

Did you say that your eggs are 998?

Su Mo turned his head along Si Lijun's line of sight, and saw a young man with a good figure, wearing a black suit, dressed as a thug and secretary, who was staring at him with big eyes at this time, and his brain was staring at Si Lijun's answer just now.

What? Selling eggs? Doing TV shopping and selling eggs?

The secretary couldn't help but glance at Su Mo a few more times, and it was just the moment An Yang looked at it.

Suddenly, An Yang shivered, like a huge pressure on his head, as if the thunderclouds that were usually seen from a distance were sticking to him at this time, and they could crush him at any time, and his calves trembled and he almost knelt down.

What's the situation?

An Yang wiped his eyes.

That's right! This little girl in front of me who looks like she is only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a harmless face, pitiful and cute, pure and immature, dressed in tatters, covered in black and black, like a little screaming flower, how can it make people afraid?

Suddenly, the little girl raised her eyes and met An Yang's gaze.

Her eyes were bright, but An Yang's eyes were red, and she was scared out of tears.

He swore that it was really not that he wanted to cry, just looking at Su Mo made him feel terrifying!

It's like a natural response to bodily functions, and it's similar to incontinence.

"Your eyes hurt?" Seeing An Yang's abnormal behavior, Si Lijun said strangely.

He may have gone out today without looking at the yellow calendar, and encountered strange things, first as soon as he opened the door, he met a little girl who sold fifty yuan an egg, and at this time even the personal bodyguard who grew up with him was crazy, and kept wiping his eyes.

An Yang's eyes were still red, he desperately stopped his tears, and hurriedly said, "No, no, maybe it's in the sand." ”

Yes, it must have been in the sand, otherwise why would he be so scared of an ordinary little girl that he cried.

Su Mo looked at An Yang's performance like this, and was calm.

Because there's really nothing strange about it.

Shouldn't normal people's first reaction when they see her be like this?

She is the main god! The top of all things! And she is also the master of the heavenly tribulation! Ordinary people still react like this when they see her, if a monk sees her, I am afraid that she will kneel directly, after all, who is not afraid of the heavenly tribulation.

She is a goddess with her own aura, with the deterrent power to shock all things, she can crush the ten thousand worlds just by relying on her face, if she hadn't deliberately suppressed her own breath, An Yang Tie would have knelt down and trembled.

Therefore, it is not An Yang who is abnormal, it is this young man.