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In this small yurt, although the sparrows are small and complete, whether it is the furnishings or the arrangement inside, they all reveal a kind of low-key luxury and are extremely detailed.

Goya asked Ji Shuyun and Jun Wuji to sit down, and then made a pot of butter tea for her, and said with a smile: "You guys try our butter tea here, it tastes very good." ”

Ji Shuyun took a sip of the tea bowl in his hand, and it tasted really good.

She smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Ya." ”

Goya is even happier, knowing that everyone is afraid of her identity and status now, and no one wants to treat her the same way before, which is really a bit lonely.

It's just that Ji Shuyun and Goya's tea haven't finished yet, and there was a commotion outside the door, and then, a tall man seemed to push open the door and stepped in.

The moment the man appeared, a suffocating breath rushed to his face, instantly filling the entire yurt.

The man's eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like eagles, and his facial features are cold and three-dimensional, which is very clear and handsome.

This kind of beauty is different from Jun Wuji's grace and nobility, but like a tyrannical and fierce beast, its whole body is shrouded in a primitive vitality and killing intent, cold and cold, making people tremble.

At this moment, Ji Shuyun felt as if she had seen an elegant and noble cheetah, swept by those sharp eyes, which made her squint involuntarily.

Then, the man's gaze froze slightly as he swept past Jun Wuji, and finally stopped on Goya's body, he paused, and said in an unhappy voice: "Didn't you say it, strangers don't approach at will." ”

Goya's eyebrows were raised, as gorgeous as a thorny rose, and he said lightly: "This matter may have nothing to do with you, Lord of the City." ”

Lord of the Castle?

Although Ji Shuyun had already guessed that the man's identity was not simple, he didn't expect that he was the city lord of this free city-state?

Turned out to be such a young person?

The man's eyes sank, and he said, "Goya, don't you know your current identity?" ”

Goya sneered, his voice was extremely sarcastic, but with a free and easy atmosphere, unexpectedly good: "Of course I know, brother." But I just grew up in such a crude environment, and I didn't understand the benefits you were talking about, they were just my guests. ”

Brother?

Ji Shuyun frowned, a little puzzled in his heart.

Let's not say that Goya and this man's facial features are not similar, and the two want to be enemies more, how can they be like brother and sister?

At this time, Ji Shuyun found that when Goya called the man's brother, his hand was quietly tightened.

"It's good to know." The man turned around lightly and said, facing away from Goya, his voice was so cold that it seemed to be quenched with a layer of ice, "You are going to get married soon, if I know that you have anything inappropriate with other men, this small shop of yours, the city lord will definitely tear it down!" ”

With that, the man walked out without looking back, his back stiffened.

Ji Shuyun knew that this was a reaction that people only have when they suppressed anger, or fear.

With a glimmer of light in his eyes, Ji Shuyun looked back at Goya, and said with a sweet smile: "Sister Goya, is he your brother?" So, you're the eldest lady of this town? Are you getting married? Who is so lucky to marry you? ”

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Oops, the bottle has finally returned to Shenzhen, and after going out to wave for so long, the whole person has become charcoal, huh~

Tomorrow to resume the update, because I went to Lijiang to participate in the annual meeting horseback riding project, who knew that the bottle was a little weak chicken, and the whole person was going to disperse as soon as I rode it, and let the bottle be lazy ~ I love you ~ Mo Mo Da ~

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