If you go to Wangcheng to open a green building, the business will be so hot that you can top half the sky of Xunxiangfang's situation of standing alone in the world by itself, and maybe you can become the first male bustard in history.

It is not necessary to talk about the upper class through the ages, but there must be no problem in ending up with a maverick and unconventional name.

Shi Qingran cocked his legs indifferently and quietly threw a gloating look at Song Yuchen.

She really wanted to see what His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, who usually regarded the teahouse as a dirty place, and his mouth and body were extremely upright, had what kind of opinion he had about such an invitation to ask flowers and willows.

Song Yuchen pretended to be drunk with his ears covered, smiled very cooperatively and modestly, and then lowered his eyelashes a little.

"Thank you Brother Tai for his good intentions, but Brother Tai doesn't know, I already have a wife at home, that one has a very strong temper, is a well-known Hedong lion roar, I am never allowed to take a concubine, if she knows, she will definitely fight with me for more than half a month."

With a "boom", a melon seed splashed out of the mouth of the "very good-tempered" princess of Zhennan, swirled in the air, and landed on a plate of red oil and white meat on the table next to it.

Fortunately, a few big men at that table were already drunk, blushing and talking about the government, as if they had already regarded themselves as emperors, and no one noticed such a small uninvited guest.

Lang'er immediately lifted his embarrassed young lady from his shoulders, and held the empty tea cup to his mouth without changing his face, while dusting off his wide sleeves to cover his face.

It's almost a few big words written on the door of my head, "I don't know her".

Shi Qingran pinched his face and said heartbrokenly, "Am I so fierce?" ”

After blurting out this sentence, Shi Qingran regretted it, because he said it too directly and decisively, and he didn't care about saving some face for himself.

What's more important is that after listening to it, Lang'er almost rolled his eyes to the sky, and the blue tendons on his forehead trembled, and it seemed that he was enduring it very hard.

She remained silent, trying in vain to avoid this completely unnecessary question.

Shi Qingran persevered, stared out a pair of eyes with sour water, and stuck directly to her, "Is there anything?" ”

Lang'er was not as cheeky as her, and it was a real headache to be noisy, so he couldn't bear to glare back at her, "Miss, if Song Yuchen really wants to take a concubine, will you feel heartache?" ”

Shi Qingran shook his head decisively.

"Oh." Lang'er lifted his eyelids and said coldly, "Then it seems that the person who was jealous in the room because he said a few more words to He Jiaojiao was not you, it was my bad memory, my memory was wrong, hehe." ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

When he was done, he stared at her silently, and treated her in the same way as others.

Shi Qingran was uncomfortable when she looked at her, as if there was a nest of live ants on her head, and she was a little anxious for a while.

She coughed lightly, pretending to be unfathomable, "That's because that person is He Jiaojiao, and I'm worried that he will poison other people's young and beautiful little girls." ”

Lang'er's face didn't change, and he sighed again, and then said, "Then Miss means that if the concubine he wants to accept now is a woman of appropriate age, Miss won't be sad, right?" ”

Shi Qingran pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to see her two blazing eyes, and stubbornly nodded his head into a rattle, "Of course! ”

Lang'er looked at her faintly, and did not reply.

After a while, just when Qingran thought that she didn't want to entangle with herself anymore and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Lang'er said coldly, "Really? ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

Rang'er asked word by word, "Isn't it really sad?" ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

It's good to get anywhere, but it's too reasonable.

There is something fresh on weekdays, she wants to ask more than two sentences, often the third time before she asks, there will be a knock, now it's good, once such a thing is not good for her, Lang'er's patience is very good.

Shi Qingran looked at her cold as watery face, and there was a great feeling that if she didn't admit it now, Lang'er would be able to keep questioning silently with such eyes, until the sun sets in the west today, and rises in the east tomorrow.

And her expression is very light, like a good piece of rice paper, there is no ink, there are no folds, and even the eye waves are motionless, as if she has practiced a closed mouth meditation.

Shi Qingran secretly spit out a mouthful of bitter water in her heart, her heart said that the sky has eyes, if it is too late for her to take back Fang Cai's words now?

It's a pity that the sky has no eyes, and even if there is, it has been tightly closed at the moment.

The words spoken are like water spilled out, where is there any truth that can be taken back.

At that time, Qingran tried his best to mobilize the ink of the two melons and dates in his stomach, and wanted to make up a good-sounding and good-looking excuse on the spot to prevaricate the matter, but Lang'er suddenly moved.

She reached out coldly and stretched out a hand to the hem of Shi Qingran's shirt without warning.

Shi Qingran was weak-hearted, and was taken aback by her action, and instinctively wanted to hide to the side.

However, she forgot that it was not the soft chairs embroidered with gold and silver threads in the palace that sat under her, but the kind of benches that could be squeezed in a row.

Originally, she was one side with Lang'er, and Lang'er could barely sit down with a little jack, but now that she was fluttering like this, Lang'er was not affected much, and she was not so lucky, and her body fell to the ground sharply.

Seeing that he was about to make intimate contact with the shiny floor, he quickly grabbed her and lifted her up without much effort.

Shi Qingran grinned and sat down, and at the end, before he took off his vigilance and defense, he covered his collar very carefully.

She looked at the world with a shocking head and said, "What do you want to do!" ”

As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to Song Yuchen have no skin and no face.

Originally, she thought that this would not work for Lang'er, after all, Song Yuchen would only have a few tricks in total, and Lang'er didn't even need to learn, she could mock her to the point of being incompletely decent, and there was no need to go far.

However, she never thought that even in the end, she could not escape the poison of His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, although she didn't learn the ability to sneer, but this surging color heart was learned nine times out of ten.

Lang'er silently lifted her eyelids and pinned her to the spot with her eyes.

Immediately, he clasped her arm expressionlessly, and then freed his other hand, without giving her the slightest room for reaction, and quickly reached into the hem of her clothes.

The next moment, Shi Qingran almost screamed, and subconsciously closed his eyes.