Yes.

It must coincide with her, and I also thought of the tragic scene.

In view of the fact that his own young lady and his own mind can figure it out, it is a fact that is rarer than the Seven Stars Alignment, Lang'er paused, and held back the ridicule in his heart for a while.

And she also very sincerely wanted to pick out a few comforting words from the few things she had heard and seen in the past to coax her.

However, Lang'er Tian has a face that seems to be carved out of a thousand years of cold ice in the cold winter wax moon, and the ink in his belly is insufficient, even if he wants to try to be gentle, his eyebrows and eyes are uncontrollable.

The more deliberate it is, the harder it becomes.

She expected that this process would be a little reluctant, but she never expected it to be so reluctant.

After holding it for a long time, she held her tone and coughed softly, but instead of easing the slightest, it became more awkward.

Seeing that the toss couldn't be achieved, Lang'er had to give up for the time being, and said as gently as possible, "If Song Yuchen is really stupid and obsessed, he accepts one, and I will kill one for you." ”

After a pause, she seemed to suddenly figure out another way, "But there are thousands of women in the world, if you really can't kill them all, then you have to-"

At this point, she turned her head slightly, her cold and sharp eyes like a sheath blade passed over the upside-down diners, and stared straight at where Song Yuchen was.

Shi Qingran was so cold that she didn't know what to do with the care that seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was heavier than Mount Tai's, as if her face was covered with blood and blood from the head and face in the void.

She immediately straightened her back, and while pulling her eyes back with emotion, she said creepily, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say......"

The butcher over there was a lotus flower, and in broad daylight he abducted his wife, Guan Yan, who had met in the water, and went with him to buy a woman from the homeless people, in a vain attempt to fake his unattainable wish to others.

As for whether he wanted to make a fortune with this or if he had other plans, there is no way to know.

The butcher's heart soaked in the lard paste was oily and slippery, not enough for Sima Zhao, so that Shi Qingran, a stupid passer-by, and Lang'er, a more shrewd passer-by, couldn't understand it.

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan pretended to be very competent with a little white face, and he didn't say a word and just laughed, Sven Junxiu's face was full of smiles, and he smiled very warmly and amiably.

The butcher's words were earnest, and his tone was so vivid that it made the listener sigh and weep.

"Those homeless people are not locals, and most of them look a bit like Fanbang. Hey, little brother, don't look at their yellow muscles and lose weight, but there are always one or two beautiful children, just take them back and raise them for two days, and when they grow a little meat, they can have a beautiful appearance-hey? ”

As he spoke, at the beginning of the rise, the butcher suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and couldn't help but shiver twice.

He looked at Song Yuchen blankly, "Do you feel a little cold?" ”

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan sat steadily, and the corner of his eye quickly glanced at his own princess and the princess's fierce maid, and then smiled slightly.

Then he put on his handsome and restrained face, and lied openly, "No, brother, you drank too much, delusion." ”

Although the butcher was born with five big and three coarse, he only had a pair of sturdy skins and a little bit of cleverness that could not be put on the table, and it was impossible for him to fight Song Yuchen, who had grown up in intrigue and deceit since he was a child.

The two met in Pingshui, and they didn't know each other before they met at this wine table, but it was just a few glasses of wine that Song Yuchen successfully coaxed this person into a daze, making this reckless man full of meat very respectful to him.

At this moment, the butcher believed Song Yuchen's words without thinking about it, and decisively forgot about it.

Song Yuchen easily took over the initiative and asked, "So, how much money does it cost to buy such a child?" ”

The butcher blinked, and when he was inspired by his own persuasion, he decided to rise up against the roar of the Hedong lion at home.

Thinking of this, he was even more eager, and boldly introduced, "If you don't need a few silver coins, you can get it back if you give it food." Two days ago, I saw the county lady-"

At this point, he jerked his mouth shut, as if something had suddenly come to mind.

Song Yuchen pretended to be deaf and dumb very indifferently, looking like he was listening to his ears.

Seeing this, the butcher cleared his throat and suppressed the surging lust down a few points, and then continued,

"Ahem, this is similar to buying a pig, and it also depends on the luck of the market. If you're lucky, sometimes you can buy a handsome and obedient girl for half a bucket of corn. ”

Song Yuchen made a look of enlightenment, and asked for advice very humbly, "Then what if you are unlucky?" ”

Shi Qingran was also very curious, so he pricked up his ears and stretched his neck to that side, wanting to learn from the experience.

This is something she has never heard of in her script, and her heart is half miserable and half surprised.

The butcher smiled with a big tongue and said mysteriously, "Well, there is a possibility that this number may be needed." ”

He held out a finger.

Song Yuchen said, "One or two silver? ”

The butcher shook his head.

"So, a penny?"

The butcher shook his head again.

Song Yuchen pretended to think about it, pretended to be at a loss, and pretended to be undecided, "I really can't guess it, and I ask my brother to tell me." ”

The butcher laughed "hehe" for a while, his face full of folds, and the folds were squeezed together to form an unfathomable dragon ball chrysanthemum, which was obviously very useful for His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan's false courtesy.

Then the dragon claw chrysanthemum coughed lightly, and told the truth with a mouthful full of smoked wine, "A bucket of white noodles." ”

Hearing this, His Royal Highness King Zhennan and Princess Zhennan showed surprise on their faces

- His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan is disguised, and he pretends to be very careless, and he has never even raised his eyebrows.

Princess Zhennan is not pretending, she is very surprised and heart-wrenching, she is really a competent and good listener, which can be said to have given the butcher enough face, so that his tricks were not completely in vain.

Song Yuchen said humbly, "If you buy a girl with a bucket of white noodles, can your father and mother agree?" ”

The butcher waved his hand, very disdainful of such innocent rhetoric, so he was even more determined to treat His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan as a noble son who had grown up in a honey pot.

He said, "Hey, that's the rhetoric of ordinary people, can the homeless people be the same as ordinary people?" Don't say that it's a girl, if you can meet the kind of person who is critically ill and urgently needs a mouthful of medicine or is about to starve to death and urgently needs a mouthful of steamed buns, I have to be grateful to you for receiving a bucket of white noodles. ”