There is a street in the Vermilion Bird Fang, commonly known as "Broken Gold Street", as the name suggests, and those who can step into this street are either rich or expensive.

Shen Zhuozhuo patted the silver ticket in her pocket, her husband treated her well, then she naturally wanted to reciprocate, she waved her hand and raised her eyebrows very angrily, "Linhua, let's rush in in one breath and kill it without leaving a piece of armor!" ”

Linhua was a little speechless, and sighed secretly, Madam, can you change the normal word?

At this moment, Yun Jin, who was concentrating on processing the file, suddenly frowned and sneezed.

"Master, I'm afraid that Madame is thinking about you at home!" Tang Kuo quipped.

This kid has been itching hard lately.

"Tang Kuo."

"Master, what do you command?" He staggered forward.

Yun Jin continued to flip through the file, and his tone was light, "I feel that you have been quite idle lately." ”

"Huh?" Tang Kuo didn't come over in vain, scratched his head, "Master, I just finished dealing with the matter of the sub-camp, I hate to break myself into two ......"

"And you talk so much?" Yun Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly.

Yes, this is called dying of too many words! However, he can be regarded as a profound truth, these three masters protect food very well!

Time flies by lightly, from the warm sun in the east to the twilight lily, another day has passed. The lanterns on the street have been hung high, and the entire Bianjing cage is quiet and serene under a peaceful and yellowish halo.

In Yunfu, Shen Zhuozhuo personally climbed the bamboo ladder and hung two red lanterns on the eaves of the mansion.

When Yun Jin rode around the alley, he saw this scene.

The late autumn wind was already cold, and she was only wearing a thin pink gauze dress, tilting her head and carefully holding the lantern, several meters away, but he could still accurately fix his gaze on her crooked eyebrows.

Ahead, is his home, and at home, there is someone waiting for him.

The sound of horses' hooves fell, Shen Zhuozhuo looked back happily, Yun Jin turned over and dismounted, and looked at her sideways.

"Shen Zhuozhuo, what are you doing?"

"Husband." She stretched out her hand to him, and her little pink face smiled like a peach blossom in March.

"Come down on your own." Yun Jin's eyes sank, but his eyebrows rarely raised slightly.

Shen Zhuozhuo tilted his little head to look at him, "My husband still coaxed me like a child in the morning, I don't care, you have to take me down." ”

It's like a little laipi.

"......" The big hand of the bone knot was stretched out to her, and he whispered to himself, "Shen Zhuozhuo, come down and have a good fight." ”

Seeing this, the little girl's eyes were full of cunning after success, she flew and pounced, and Yun Jin properly took her into her arms.

"Husband, it's cold, come into the house, I'll let the kitchen stew hot soup, and you can drink it for a while to warm up."

He glanced at her, then clenched her cool little hand, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Shen Zhuozhuo, next time you will be so nonsense, it will be a good fight." ”

Shen Zhuozhuo was speechless, she worked hard to hang up the lantern to celebrate, and stewed hot soup to wait for him, and she still had to be beaten by him? But my husband's hands are so warm, huh? The husband also gave me his cloak......

Shen Zhuozhuo squinted, and was very relieved in his heart: It seems that my husband still feels sorry for me!

After dinner, Shen Zhuozhuo hurriedly pulled Yun Jin to the backyard, and asked her if she didn't say anything, which made him confused.

Linhua behind him watched them go with a very complicated look, but in the backyard, there were a lot of surprises waiting for him......