48. The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang
On the second floor, there were only two tables of Jun Hao and Ning Shui, and the grandfather and grandson walked directly to Jun Hao's table, and the little girl asked in a crisp voice: "Brother Gongzi, do you want to listen to the music?" ”
still with a curly voice, childish is not taken off.
Jun Hao took a cup of tea and sniffed gently, his eyes were placed in the distance outside the window, and when he heard someone coming over to make noise, his brows furrowed, and the feather on the side hurriedly drove people away.
"Our son-in-law doesn't need it," Yu Sha's tone was quite polite.
The child may not quite understand the refusal, so he insisted on stepping forward to pull Jun Hao's clothes, but accidentally touched Jun Hao's elbow, and all the hot tea in his hand fell on his body.
The faces of the two grandchildren immediately turned pale and they were at a loss.
"Lord Wang," Yu Xue exclaimed, found a handkerchief, wiped off the tea stains for Jun Hao, and said in an unkind tone: "Although you are young, you can't be ignorant, you say no, why are you still coming here?" Scalding my master, can you take this responsibility? ”
"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Jun Hao took the handkerchief in Yu Sha's hand and wiped the tea on his body.
Xu is Yusha's face was ugly, and his appearance looked vicious in the eyes of the little girl, and he cried out with a pout: "Brother Gongzi, I'm sorry, Xiao Man didn't mean it." ”
"This son, I'm really sorry, my little granddaughter is still young and ignorant." The old man kept bending down to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry-"
"You're leaving, still standing here?" Yu Sha showed his feelings a little carelessly.
Jun Hao sat on the side and drank tea quietly, without any attitude towards what was happening in front of him.
Or does Yu Sha represent his attitude?
Ning Shui poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up, walked over, and sat down opposite Jun Hao.
waved his hand and beckoned the grandfather and grandson who were leaving: "Grandpa, what kind of song will it be?" Master Ben would like to hear a song. ”
"This-" The old man looked at Jun Hao in embarrassment,
Ning Shui smiled: "It's okay, sing it!" ”
The old man pulled up the strings of the erhu slowly, and his little granddaughter immediately raised her orchid fingers with a smile on her face, and babbled and sang in front of the condensation.
With a smile on his face, Ning Shui took a cup of tea and sounded carefully.
"Hey, you-" Yu crossed his waist and raised his eyebrows: "Can you change places and listen to the music, don't you see that we are sitting here first?" ”
Ning Shui took a fan and lit the wooden sign hanging next to it, and said, "It's okay to talk here, welcome to take a seat, I like to sit here, and I will sit down when I see that there is an empty seat here." ”
Yu Sha was about to fight back, but Jun Hao stretched out his hand to stop it.
put his eyes on Ning Shui's body, and his voice was slightly magnetic: "Ning Shao's gang leader is really here to apologize?" If so, if you don't send it away, the king has nothing to say to you, unless you return the things to the king as they are. Although this king's power in this capital is not to cover the sky with one hand, but to make a stumbling block for your Ning family gang, this king thinks that the Black Panther Gang should be very happy to cooperate with this king. ”
Jun Hao's eyes revealed provocation, and the condenser put his hand on the table, smiling at Jun Hao's gaze.
"Plop-" Ning Shui suddenly picked up the tea on the table and poured it directly on Jun Hao's body.
"Lord Wang!"
"Young Master!"
Yu Sha and Liang Zi exclaimed at the same time, the old man's erhu and the little girl's singing stopped abruptly, and they both looked at the two sons competing in amazement, how could they be pinched?