In Zhongzhou, there is a small shop, a five-story house, black tiles and red walls, glass windows reflecting the plantains outside, delicate sea sand, white waves, seagulls singing, and the wind chimes that ring from the door from time to time.

Everything here should have made him feel calm, but now Jun Yang, who was sitting behind the desk, was frowning, until the doorbell rang with a girl's coquettishness, he opened the corners of his lips, stretched his eyebrows, and when he rearranged his clothes and stood up, the young man's whole expression changed.

The light blue shirt that fits well matches the young man's pure dark eyes and a bright face, and the embroidery pattern of the belt is more precise, and there are only a few pieces of light green Hetian jade, which matches the seal he hangs on the belt very well.

The hair is not a hosta hair crown, just a brocade of the same color, although the fine embroidery on it shows that it is not so simple, but it is more and more youthful temperament and vigorous, although the eyes of the girl who entered the door lit up for a moment, but then was covered by excitement.

"Junyang, what you wrote in your letter is true?The owner of the room, the princess of the King of Freedom is your sister?" The girl is dressed neatly, and she is still a little familiar under a closer look, with high erected hair, and a men's gown with dark dark lines, but unlike the splendid year, the half of the gold face is not worn by the girl on her face but hung on her waist, and she is swaying left and right with every movement of the girl.....,

Jun Yang smiled and felt the damp heat in the girl's hands, and her eyes like a crescent moon were harmless to livestock, and she replied very calmly, "Yes, if she wasn't my sister, how do you think I would sit in this shop day by day, and everyone listens to me..."

Some of the busy waiters in the store were a little surprised to see this scene, and then a smile appeared on the corner of their lips, and there was always some tacit understanding between their eyes, Junyang didn't care, just enjoyed the rare enthusiasm of the girl, and at the same time, unhurriedly threw down his fishing hook.

"That'...... That Junyang... Do you want to go back to the Northern Regions recently, I.... Can I go to the house and bother and see... Look at the world-famous embroidery king, the princess of the Eastern Emperor, there is an owner, the princess of the free ....."

The girl was chattering about the various identities of Jinxiu, and a pair of big round and cat-like eyes were even more shining, and there was worship and yearning in them, and the smile on the corner of Junyang's lips was getting bigger and bigger.

He is also bitter, if it weren't for his brothers who have found a daughter-in-law, he wouldn't have changed his warm water and gentle strategy to become radical, but, fortunately, the strategy worked, yes, the little boy who looked very simple smiled and squinted his eyes, and said with a very gentlemanly demeanor, "Of course, welcome to ......"

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At that time, Qingniu Village, Jinxiu was sitting in the pavilion in the bamboo forest and watching the two dolls sitting on the leather blanket with homemade building blocks, Yi Feng was already six years old, although he practiced martial arts, his appetite was beyond ordinary people, yes, there was still a good pinch of meat on his cheeks.

Although the appearance is very delicate and beautiful, but the temper is like a very innocent, now even if you are playing with toys, your face is still tight, and your eyes will only become soft when you touch the small soft ball next to you, and you can see the Jinxiu sitting in the gazebo eating and laughing.

The fruit bowl placed in Jinxiu's hand contains the grapes that have been rinsed one by one, the taste is fragrant, and the taste is luscious, so that Jinxiu can't help but squint his eyes.

At this time, the flowers are blooming in June, and the large orchids in the flowers next to them are in full bloom, except for the sound of two children playing, there is only the sound of a group of golden retrievers fluttering in the bamboo forest from time to time, until a sound of wings flapping, Jinxiu regained its spirit, and at the same time, accompanied by a rustling of footsteps.

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