At that time, there were two people under the eaves, and a pear tree pressed begonias.

Here, Zhao Xian Ling hugged the concubine, and was under the eaves, and on the other side, His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan also dragged his family out of the door of the inn.

The butcher was very conscientious, and even though his tongue was knotted drunk, he did not forget to say what he had to say.

He gave birth to a staircase that could be counted on his fingers for nearly a quarter of an hour, and on the way he told a lot of tricks on how to pick a beautiful billet with his tongue wide open.

Its ability to pretend to be mysterious and ghostly made Shi Qingran breathtakable again.

It seems that this person is really hidden, looking at this self-talking energy and gushing tongue, don't say that being a simple bustard, even if it is more than enough to be a storyteller.

While soliciting guests, the tongue is full of lotus flowers, and the left and right sources are full of bowls, which is really perfect.

Song Yuchen did a full set of acts, only nodded kindly when he heard the voice, and at the end, he generously took the initiative to invite the butcher to go by car together.

The butcher had also guessed that this little boy was ignorant of the world, but he didn't expect that he would be ignorant of the world to this point.

For a moment, he was shocked by such words that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan pretended to be very good, and in the face of the butcher's shocked eyes, he explained without changing his face and without a beat, "Brother Taijian smiled, I am not in good health, and I can't walk for so long." ”

The butcher must have never seen such a man who voluntarily admitted that he was not in good health in broad daylight, and he was even more shocked when he heard this, and his face turned into a piece of wood.

Song Yuchen raised his hand in front of his nose without changing his face, and coughed lightly. This person is a man, but he has achieved a real heart race that is more than a job, and his illness is three points better than Xizi.

Now it's good, there are facts and truths, and it's hard not to believe it.

The butcher let out an "ah", his mandible hung loosely on his face, and his eyes gradually became a little weird when he looked at Song Yuchen, but he quickly came back to his senses and said sympathetically, "I understand, I understand!" Okay, then take the car, take the car! ”

Although he had never read a book and could not read a single word, he was also a man, and of course the butcher knew that there were some things that could not be said on the surface.

In addition, just a few pots of turbid wine went down to his stomach, and it was still hot in his belly at this time, and the wine money was still paid by this son, and he had a soft mouth, so he was even more difficult to say anything.

Song Yuchen smiled slightly and said, "Thank you brother Tai for your understanding." ”

As he spoke, he turned sideways and slowly lifted his eyelids to look at Shi Qingran, "Can't you hear me, why don't you stop the car and do it?" ”

Hearing the sound, Shi Qingran was stunned, and the butcher was also stunned, and Lang'er was the first to react, and the slender willow eyebrows were raised into two blades, and the edge was exposed.

Only then did the butcher notice that there were two men behind them.

At first glance, the two of them are not very outstanding, but they are very cool, and if you look closely, they are very good-looking, one is beautiful and the other is handsome.

The delicate one's eyes widened, and his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was very dazed, and he was very cute.

The handsome one has a cold face, and his figure is straight, three up and seven down, as if there is still a bit of a slender taste.

The butcher held up a red face, staring at Lang'er with a straight look, and almost glued it directly, and said with a big tongue, "These two are-"

Song Yuchen said casually, "It's this little guy who went out with me, brother Tai doesn't have to care." ”

Shi Qingran pinched the corner of Lang'er's clothes with one hand, and glared at him out of the corner of his eye.

You're the little guy, your whole family is a little guy!

His Royal Highness of Zhennan did not change his color, let her stare at her, and there was a little dark peace between his eyebrows.

After a while, as if he was a little helpless, he waved his hand and said, "That's it, I'll call it myself." ”

Putting down this sentence, he turned his head and sighed, raised a hand to support the corner of his forehead, "The little guy at home is not smart, let Brother Tai laugh, please don't care." ”

The butcher lived for half his life, peeing and playing with mud when he was a child, and when he grew up, he inherited his father's business, picked up a butcher's knife, and started a business of killing pigs and meat.

In his very limited life, he has never seen a handsome young man as breezy and moonlit as the son in front of him, let alone this kind of posture of going out with a few handsome little guys by his side.

For a while, he was even more impressed by this rich boy from Wangcheng, and he couldn't help but be a little happy while envious.

Just come and drink a few sips of wine to meet such a nobleman, but not everyone can have good luck.

"Haha, don't tight, don't tight!" He smiled heartily and took two steps forward, "But you don't know each other here, or I'll call a taxi for you." ”

The smell of greasy and smelly wine came to his face, and Shi Qingran understood his intention to ask her to change into men's clothes in the morning, and for a while the roots of his teeth were a little itchy, but he couldn't say anything.

After a long pause, Shi Qingran let go of Lang'er's sleeve, pushed her behind her, and gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, you stay, I'll go and call a car for you." ”

Song Yuchen didn't say anything polite to her, he said "um" slowly, squinted his eyes and pretended to be weak, "Move faster." ”

This person, if he gives three points of color, he will open a dyeing workshop, and he really thinks of himself as a young master!

Urging urging, knowing urging. Urging bastard, why don't you get retribution soon!

Shi Qingran silently scolded and walked to the side of the road.

After a while, His Royal Highness King Zhennan looked at Shi Qingran, who had gone and returned, and the black donkey behind Shi Qingran, and was silent.

The black donkey had a red tassel on its head, and behind it was a wooden plank that could be half a man's length at the top of the sky, and a few piles of hay were scattered on the board.

Song Yuchen looked at the donkey's head, and then at his own princess's head, wondering if the two were misplaced with each other.

However, Song Yuchen is Song Yuchen after all, not to mention that at this moment he is still playing the appearance of a sick and ignorant rich young master, even if the wind and waves have suddenly set off in his eyes, he must not attack directly.

Sure enough, Shi Qingran was expecting it, so he heard him cough lukewarmly and said, "What is this?" ”

Since he is acting, he has to act like a little bit, as a weak and simple little young master, the impression of "not being smart" should have been deeply rooted in the heart of this butcher, so he simply wants to be a slave and bully the master.

Thinking of this, she coughed lightly, dispatched an extremely rough voice, raised her chin to look directly at him, and said with a straight face, "Back to the young master, this is a small car." ”

Seeing that Song Yuchen's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, there was an ominous premonition that crept into his heart.

Shi Qingran was very aware of current affairs, and immediately slowed down his tone and explained, "Young master, the little one ran several streets, and I really only saw such an empty car. ”