After Jiang Li's upper lips opened for a moment, Xin Yi exploded like a cat with his tail stepped on: "Gongzi Mo Duo thinks! The slave family doesn't listen to the call, there is no other meaning! There is no other meaning!"

However, Jiang Li's lower lip was still closed instantly: "Southeast Street, it's all over." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

This time, there was no gasp, but the entire West City fell into a dead silence.

The shopkeepers of the hundreds of shops on Southeast Street were all stunned: "What are you talking about? Are you louder?"

Jiang Li, who was in the spotlight, still looked light, he calmly stretched out a finger and nodded down along the southeast street: "This son said: Southeast Street, it's all over." ”

Xin Yi blinked his eyelashes and said in a daze: "Childe...... It's half a street...... It's not a lot of money...... Don't be stupid, I'll sleep on the street tomorrow and ......"

Xin Yi's words came to an abrupt end.

Because she found that Jiang Li didn't listen to her at all, and the shadow guards who sent dozens of treasures didn't listen to her either. I only cared about the enthusiasm of using a half-person-high official suitcase to fill the goods of more than 100 shops on Southeast Street, and transported it to Xinfu with great momentum.

All the way, the people watched, they were all stunned, and the vendors all laughed, and they offered Jiang Li as a Buddha.

Xin Yi was ashamed and anxious, and was about to say something, but he saw Jiang Li suddenly turn around, and the corners of his lips with perfect curvature evoked a breathtaking smile-

"What this son has is money. ”

It's still just that one sentence.

That smile is not stained with fireworks, but these words are full of copper stench. is still a scoundrel with a cheeky face, and only money is left except for money.

Xin Yi couldn't help it anymore, snorted, and couldn't cry or laugh: "What's wrong with the son, I bought half a street, and I'm afraid who doesn't know that you have money? ”

The last half of the sentence was teasing. The smiling woman's pupils were shining, and there were two veins of autumn water rippling, and even the red spirit that had not subsided from the residual heat, Jiao Jiangli's eyes were dark.

He suddenly stepped forward, stretched out a slender finger, lightly picked up Xin Yi's jaw, leaned over and bowed his head slightly, and his breath rushed like a sea.

"A thousand gold still has a price...... And Qingqing ...... Priceless......"

The hoarse voice bites every word to the core. In the end, the two words of pricelessness are even more said to be windy and windy, and the feelings are reinvented.

Xin Yi's heartbeat stopped in an instant.

Jiang Li suddenly withdrew his fingertips, stood with his hands in his hands, his black hair dyed with snow, and his expression was calm as if nothing had happened, even if nothing happened, it was none of his business.

Only the cool touch of the jaw, the words that are as low as the night, and the agarwood between the shirts that are suddenly rich and far away, are still reminding Xin Yi not to be "deceived" by the man's calmness.

The key is that in front of hundreds of onlookers, this action in the blink of an eye has also been seen clearly by countless pairs of eyes.

The surroundings suddenly exploded, mixed with snickering laughter and eyebrow-squeezing discussions, which made Xin Yi, who was in the center of the limelight, fidget.

"Childe is self-respecting, bright and clear, broad daylight...... Xin Yi pressed down the accelerated heartbeat, reluctantly picked up the shelf of the junjun, and reprimanded with "righteous words".

But halfway through her words, her gaze lingered unconsciously, this time on Northwest Street.

At the moment when Jiang Li's upper lips opened, Xin Yi decisively gave up theorizing about "rudeness", but turned around and ran towards the street, his steps flustered as if fleeing.

"This county gentleman doesn't shop for New Year's goods...... Go around the side...... The chess boy ...... at will"

The north wind was whistling, the snow was fluttering, only Xin Yi's words were faintly heard, and Qianying disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving the people who were ready to watch the big play, and sighed regretfully.

Jiang Li hooked his lips, and his eyes darkened. He unconsciously moved his fingertips, and there was still the greasy and slippery feeling of the woman's jaw, scratching the tip of his heart.

"Shut up the mouths of the long-tongued women. If there are ugly words flowing out, my son will not be forgiven. Jiang Li also dropped half a sentence, and then took a step forward and chased Xin Yi away.

A large number of shadow guards were left behind and complained: when did the night owl of their Tianshutai become the role of moving things and gossiping?

No one answered them. Only the people dispersed one after another, re-merging into the heat flow of the New Year's goods, and the follow-up of those two figures was never mentioned again.

So at this time, when Jiang Li finally caught up with Xin Yi, they were already like ordinary people.

This is the periphery of the West Market, although it is still lively, but the noise has been reduced by a few degrees, and the people are far away to Xinyi to make a thousand, or to Jiang Li to congratulate the New Year, and quickly look away.

It's just that the chess boy is serving Huai'an Junjun, and he is happy for the New Year, and he is polite and decent, and after saying some scenes, he has no interest. It was as if the turmoil in the West Market had not been transmitted at all, and it was tightly extinguished.

"What are you doing here, do you want to buy the New Year's goods on this street and cause a new buzz?" Xin Yitou didn't look back, just listening to the footsteps in the snow, he knew who was following behind him.

She was a little embarrassed, but the speed of embroidering shoes slowed down, her fingertips messed up her clothes, and the corner of her eyes secretly looked back at the reaction of the man behind her.

Xiao Sheng came with him and made amends to the girl. ”

The answer to Xin Yi is this sentence.

There was also a string of sugar gourds handed to her.

The egg-sized hawthorn is bright red, the inch-thick sugar coating is yellow, and there are a few snow drops on the top.

Xin Yi looked back in a daze, looked at Jiang Li, who was smiling softly behind him, and then looked at the string of sugar gourds he was holding in his hand, and subconsciously asked, "Childe, just ...... This string of sugar gourds to make amends...... This kind of children's food is not uncommon in this county......"

After saying that, Xin Yi also secretly glanced at the children running by laughing on the street, holding sugar gourds in their hands like treasures. She hurriedly took two steps back, for fear that anyone would see that she was a dignified Huai'an Junjun, and she was as good as a child.

However, Jiang Li's next words made Xin Yi suddenly throw away all the "shelves", and he took a bite without hesitation-

"If the jun jun doesn't appreciate his face, Xiaosheng will buy the sugar gourd of the entire West Market and transport it to Xinfu in a few cars. ”

The caramel sticks to the teeth, the hawthorn has sour teeth, and half of the mouth rolls down the stomach, but Xin Yi did not taste any sweetness, but was choked and stroked his chest again and again.

Because it's just an ordinary sugar gourd. I was tired of eating the taste when I was a child, and now I have seen the various states of Xinyi in the world, so it is naturally not unusual.

Jiang Li waited carefully for Xin Yi to be good, and then smiled so much that his eyebrows and eyes were finished with the crescent: "Is it delicious?"

He asked solemnly.

It's like asking Xin Yi if the chess game is good or not, obviously it's just a string of sugar gourds, but he asked seriously and patiently, with a childlike stubbornness to ask for praise.

Xin Yi's heart was hot, and her heartbeat was a little chaotic, and she had to turn her head sideways to hide the rapidly soaring red spirit: "...... Sour...... What are you doing?"

The woman only had time to spit out a single word before she turned into a full exclamation.

Because Jiang Li leaned down suddenly, his thin lips were dexterously opened, and in the blink of an eye, he took away the sugar gourd, and Xin Yi's remaining half of the sugar gourd.

The woman bites off half, and the man bites off half. A sugar gourd, the marriage is red threaded.