The little girl's eyes were full of respect and timidity, and his body finally met Du Weiwei and Zikou. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Two masters, it's unfortunate today, this son is full." As he spoke, his hand raised, and there was obviously a hint of nervousness in his smile.

Du Weiwei's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the little girl's rather strange movements, and remained silent.

The little girl's body got closer and closer to Zikou, and the voice on her face still sounded full of apologies.

"I'm really sorry for the two masters," the little guy was full ......of apologies, and then his voice suddenly lowered, and only the three words that Du Weiwei and Zikou heard came into their ears: "Four princes." ”

His eyes suddenly rose, Du Weiwei's thoughts moved quickly, his hands moved extremely quickly, and he pulled Zikou's sleeve and let it stand behind him.

When he looked at the little guy again, his eyes were already bright, and a shallow smile appeared on his face, and he quickly took out a gorgeous money bag from his sleeve and handed it to the little guy: "Originally, I made an appointment with a friend here, but since there is no place to sit, the two of us will not stay longer." This money bag is also troublesome for the little brother to hand over to my friend, don't say a word, next time I will meet here. ”

After speaking, he also bowed to the little guy very gracefully.

The little girl's eyes were full of wit, and he only needed to say three words, and the master understood what he meant, and now, the master gave himself the money bag, and he must have left a message for the third prince.

With a silent face, the little guy still nodded again and again to express his apologies, took the money bag given by the master, and just found that the money bag was extremely light and there was no silver, and the inference in his heart was correct, he pinched the money bag hard, and nodded heavily towards Du Weiwei.

The warm smile on Du Weiwei's lips raised slightly, and he understood that the little guy had understood what he meant, so he turned around and left the tea shop with Zikou and the others.

The whole process, everyone almost looked at them, until the two of them left the tea shop, and the voice sounded low again.

"It's really the son of a big family, and he speaks so literately."

"What kind of crepe, I think, it's a false serious."

"That's right, if it's really a big family, how can you make an appointment in such a small place."

"I think it's just posturing!"

The last one to speak out was the middle-aged man who said that Du Weiwei and the two didn't know what to do.

This man obviously knew at a glance that he was the leader of the labor team, and as soon as he said this, four or five people responded: "Yes, what the eldest brother said." ”

When the middle-aged man heard the echo of others, his expression was obviously a lot more proud, and he raised his head high: "Look at the two boys with oily hair and noodles, maybe it is a little girl in the flower building hahahaha!" ”

Instantly, everyone burst into laughter.

It's just that before the laughter stopped, something else happened.

The tea that the little maid was going to serve to the middle-aged man on this table overturned all of a sudden, and all of it fell on the middle-aged man's body.

In the original giggling laughter, a thick male voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah!!h

In the next moment, all the laughter suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man who was roaring.

"You don't have eyes?!" The middle-aged man slammed the table and stood up, and the hot tea all flowed down his waist and onto his legs, making him burn painfully.

As he spoke, his hand grabbed the collar of the little guy and almost lifted him up.

A sneer obviously slipped into the little girl's eyes, and it was when he heard him slander his master so much, he couldn't get angry, so he made a move.

There was a momentary pause. Then he apologized again and again, with a very bitter look on his face: "Master, small, small is not intentional......"

The middle-aged man only felt that his legs and waist hurt terribly, but he was unwilling to let go of the kid in front of him, and the fist in his hand was already intended to swing to his face: "See if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!" ”

There was a chill in the little girl's eyes, but he closed his eyes and waited for his fist to fall on his body.

"Smack!" With a bang, the little guy didn't wait for the fist to fall, but heard a deep male voice.

"This master, this store can't tolerate troublemakers, this rule was not set on the first day today."

The little guy suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a middle-aged man in blue in front of him grasp the wrist of the person who was about to hit him before, and his voice suddenly raised surprise: "Shopkeeper!" ”

Suddenly, the situation became tense.

The brothers of the man who beat him also slowly stood up and gathered in the direction of the shopkeeper and the servant.

With a sharp slick in his hand, although the shopkeeper's face was smiling, he exuded coldness.

The middle-aged man only felt that his wrist was violently exerted, and then his body staggered, and he took a few steps back, and his anger was finally aroused, and the middle-aged man's hand was raised suddenly, pointing straight at the shopkeeper: "The shopkeeper of a small tea shop dares to be arrogant in front of the master?!" Brothers, smash me! ”

As soon as the words fell, several people who had already stood up already had fierce faces, glaring fiercely at the people drinking tea around them, and their hands had already touched the table they were sitting on, intending to overturn it.

As soon as his hand touched the edge of the table, he felt a force that was weighing him, and when he looked down, the shopkeeper's hand had already grabbed the wrists of the two people, and his eyes swept over several people, and the words were cold that he had never had: "Today you move me to try this shop?" ”

The man at the head was even more angry, and he hit the little guy who was standing alone with a fierce force.

The shopkeeper's head turned, and his eyes suddenly surged with anxiety, but he couldn't spare his hand to help the little guy.

The little guy wanted to dodge, but his arm was grabbed by the middle-aged man, and the wind from his fist was already whirring towards his face.

All the people watching took a cold breath, this punch will definitely be seriously injured.

But in the next moment, what everyone heard was a middle-aged man's roar: "Ah!! ”

Looking at it again, the middle-aged man had fallen to the ground, holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and blood kept oozing out.

"Ah!! Blood! My Hands My Hands !!! The middle-aged man began to scream non-stop, different from the pain of the previous burn, only to feel as if his wrist was broken, and it hurt his heart.

As soon as they saw the red, everyone was also frightened, and with a coax, almost everyone ran out, and the frightened look on their faces was particularly obvious.

The shopkeeper had already withdrawn his palm, stepped aside and helped the little guy who had fallen to the ground up, frowned, and looked at the inner room behind the curtain.

Within three moments, a white figure appeared.

The folding fan in his hand gently lifted the curtain, his face was warm and elegant, and he walked out of the room with a gentle step.

The inky hair fell down, and the smile on his face was shallow and warm.

"Who's making trouble?" The light words came out, as if asking about an inconsequential matter. (To be continued.) )