Yun Jin just glanced at it, lowered his head and peeled the melon seeds seriously, peeled two and suddenly stopped, and looked up sharply to find the child.

The child had already crowded into the storyteller's desk, and Yun Jin casually threw the melon seeds on the table and squeezed them into it himself.

"Squeeze what? Isn't it ashamed that such a big girl is squeezing around in the pile of men? ”

"That's it, what kind of teahouse do women go to and what books do you listen to?"

Yun Jin didn't suffer a loss, and when he heard this, he turned the eyes of those people white, "What's wrong with the woman?" Eat your rice? ”

"Hey!" Those few people were instantly unhappy, "How can you talk about this dead woman?" ”

"It's you who meddle in your own business first," Yun Jin's eyes caught a glimpse of the kid turning around and running out, not talking nonsense with these people, and hurriedly chased them out.

But in the market a year ago, it was so crowded that it was difficult to fly a fly, and as soon as he went out of the teahouse, the child couldn't see it.

Yun Jin stomped her foot angrily, she inexplicably felt that the child's voice was a little funny, and the back looked seven or eight points similar.

I wanted to look for her, but I was afraid that Yun Ze would not find her when I came over, so I had to give up.

"Maybe I'm just wrong." Yun Jin comforted himself, a fire as big as Baiyuan Ridge, the chance of surviving was too small.

The child came out of the front of the teahouse, turned around, reached the back alley of the teahouse, entered the teahouse through the back door, and went straight to the second floor.

The private room on the second floor has a faint fragrance of tea, a few Junzi orchids are very vigorous, slim, and a person in a long robe is holding a white rag and gently wiping the leaves.

"See clearly?"

"Well, yes, it's her."

"That's the time to meet her." The man said, throwing the rag in his hand onto the table.

Yun Jin ate a snack upstairs and drank half a pot of tea, and Yun Ze trotted in from the door of the teahouse.

"Ozawa, here." Yun Jin stood up and waved his hand.

Yun Ze ran over, still holding a rock sugar gourd in his hand, "Sister." ”

"Where did the sugar gourd come from?"

Yun Ze held it up and stuffed it into Yun Jin's mouth, "Brother Yanbai bought it for me, you can taste it." ”

"Yan, Brother Yanbai?" Yun Jin avoided the enthusiastic Yun Ze, and didn't react to who this person was for a while.

"Long time no see, Xiaojin forgot me?" A laughing voice came.

As soon as Yun Jin looked up, his eyes lit up, what kind of fairy handsome guy is this?

The man's black green silk pierced a short tuck at the back of his head, his breath was clean, he had a slightly thin slender figure, a slender waist, and a kind of indistinguishable beauty on his face.

"You, you, me, that, I, we know each other?"

Yun Jin can't wait to slap himself, ah, it's so useless, they are all reborn, how can this not change at all when he sees a handsome guy and stammer?

Liu Yanbai chuckled.

Yun Jin almost died on an errand, don't laugh if you're so handsome, okay? Especially the laughter is so good, it's just too foul.

"Oh, sister, you're so stupid, Brother Yanbai, Uncle Liu's child." Yun Ze hated iron but not steel.

Yun Jin will finally pull out the original owner's thoughts about the truth, but the original owner is too shy, how can he often think of men for men?

Liu Yanyan was the only person who spoke for her at that joke-like wedding that day.

Liu Yanyan's wife and the biological mother of the original owner are close friends, and the relationship between the two families was also very good before the death of the original owner's mother, but after her death, she basically broke off contact, because Mrs. Liu looked down on Zhang Ruifeng...... Hahaha.