Chapter 1339: Your Highness, don't you want to be so childish
Si Jitian shouted in his mouth: "Miss Mu, I'm here to buy again." The cabinets in the antique shop are not full, and some can be placed. ”
Mu Qianyan's scalp was numb: "How much?"
Si Jitian Baby smiled happily: "One hundred."
Mu Tianyan quickly tapped it and handed it to him: "Old price."
Si Jitian paid another 50 million second-grade crazy spar money, and he didn't blink an eyelid.
"Can I sit a little longer?"
"...... is this what you're for?"
Seeing that Mu Tianyan didn't answer, Si Jitian was a little anxious, his paws clenched unconsciously, he looked at her and said, "You can sit for ten breaths just now."
Do you know it was just now?
Will it come too often?
An evil fire rose in Mu Qianyan's heart, and he said, "Okay."
Ten breaths.
Ten seconds.
It seems to be very slow, so slow that the corners of her forehead are sweating, so slow that her embarrassment is committed.
"I'm leaving."
When the time came, Si Jitian was very conscious this time, although he was still reluctant, he still returned to his shop with a sigh of relief.
A quarter of an hour later—
"Miss Mu, I'm here to buy again."
“……”
A quarter of an hour later—
"Miss Mu, it's still the old rules, a hundred antiques."
“……”
A quarter of an hour later—
"Miss Mu, give you 50 million."
“……”
A quarter of an hour later—
"Miss Mu, I ......"
"Don't come to me again until the antiques in your shop are sold out!" Mu Tianyan felt that his patience had reached a critical value.
If this mentally retarded prince comes again, she will definitely blow up.
"Oh." Si Jitian's baby has entered the grievance mode again.
Hey, it's so sad.
It was not easy to think of such a way to sit in front of her and watch her for a while.
I'm annoying her again.
[Author: Believe me, no woman can stand your stalker-style bombardment.] Baby: Cut off your head! Author: ......]
Si Jitian returned to the antique shop, looking at the room full of antiques that could no longer be put aside, and his eyebrows were twisted into pimples.
"Your Highness, do you need help?"
Looking at his master's unhappy face, Luo Yunhe had no way to remain silent.
"Luo Junshi."
"Huh?"
"The method you thought of didn't work, and it was only the fifth time, and she drove away from the palace again." The day killer pouts.
Luo Yunhe smiled: "Five times?" It has exceeded the expectations of his subordinates. The subordinates thought that according to Miss Mu's resolute personality, at most three times, they would beat you up and throw you out. ”
Si Ji Tianjun's face lit up: "She didn't hit the palace, nor did she throw the palace, does she already like me a little?"
"Ahem, Your Highness, that's your delusion." Luo Junshi coughed lightly, and he said that when necessary, he still needs to tell the truth to his master.
An angry plus sign appeared on the forehead of the baby Si Jitian: "It's all your fault!"
Luo Yunhe touched his nose, he couldn't get the beauty's heart, and threw the pot on him again. Your Highness, don't you want to be so childish.
"Come up with a new way."
Si Jitianbao's anger was bulging, and his cheeks were rounded, "Miss Mu said that before the antiques in the shop are sold in the palace, she is not allowed to buy from her anymore." ”
The expression on Luo Yunhe's face was very strange, and he smacked his lips: "This, it's difficult." The antique industry has not been opened for three years, and it has been open for three years. It is impossible to sell out so many antiques without decades or hundreds of years. ”