I can't complain that she can look at it more, the breath that escapes from this little lady's body is sweet, and she is about to drool.

The chief manager grandmother had something to say: "Let me say more, there are not many rules in our Baihua Pavilion, but there are two sons who must abide by it." ”

Jun Lin sneered in his heart, and his tone was slightly impatient: "Baihua Pavilion is now bigger, and it is even more fearless. Ben Gongzi is not short of your silver, and if you don't need your people, this will be difficult for Ben Gongzi?"

"Childe, we can't afford to say this. The chief manager Grandma faced Jun Lin, and glanced at Jiang Jinyue: "We don't care how the son wants to play, but we don't have men here, we don't dare to break this rule, and it's not easy to break, do you say yes or no?"

This reason is truly unexpected.

Jiang Jinyue's appearance is impeccable, handsome and feminine beauty is mixed with three points of femininity, what does she look like.

I just don't know how the chief grandma concluded that she was a man?

She is taller than the average woman, and her momentum is not soft enough, but she is by no means a man. He finally regained Jiang Jinyue's perception of himself, but he couldn't let her think that she was a man again because of this misunderstanding.

Jun Lin immediately put on the posture of the second ancestor, and pretended to be angry: "What are you talking about? This is a matter of my son's life, you can see it clearly before you speak! Is such a beautiful girl a man?"

Hearing this, a hint of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the chief manager, and the girl with a sweet smell was like that.

She hurriedly shouted: "Oh, why are you so dazzled? I'm sorry for the two of you, let's ask the kitchen to make more pastries in a while to make amends, do you think?"

Jiang Jinyue's eyes lit up, and she was about to nod, when she heard Jun Lin say arrogantly: "You want to send away this son for worthless pastries?

In terms of momentum, it's too small that old thing can compare with him.

As far as this trick of fooling people in the human world is concerned, he stopped playing it when he was three years old!

The chief manager, Grandma, hurriedly spit out a smoke ring, lowered her posture and explained: "Childe, don't dare to say anything else, the pastries of our Baihua Pavilion are recognized as delicious in the Three Realms, except for us, you can't eat them for money." Even the son lives here, and each yard only serves a routine every day, and there is no superfluity. In order to show sincerity, would it be good to give one more to Childe every day?"

I really don't know where Junlin got so angry, Jiang Jinyue poked him with his fingers covering his sleeves and reminded him that we are here to do things, not to make trouble.

Junlin originally had a stiff face, pretending to be pleased by her small actions, and responded to her request: "I know, it's not difficult for others." As far as your heart is concerned, who am I trying to make happy, but I have become a wicked person. ”

No wonder he's so angry, daring to love isn't a wild road outside! This son doesn't look like a veteran of Fengyue, he actually brings his sweetheart to this kind of place to find fun, but he really knows how to play!

He seized the opportunity to make such a fire, in addition to being haunted by the past, he also didn't want the people of Baihua Pavilion to misunderstand that Jiang Jinyue was "that kind of person" and they were "that kind of relationship"

Although the rule here is to only ask about money and not where it comes from, and secrecy is excellent, who can guarantee that everyone will do the same?

Guang Junlin knows that there are many more spies hiding here than serious "guests".

The chief manager Grandma was thoughtful, smiled, turned on tiptoe, and led them to a different path.

Passing by a courtyard, where there was constant laughter and laughter, Jiang Jinyue was curious why those people were so happy, listened attentively, and walked quickly to Jun Lin with an expressionless face.

The sunlight was thin, passing through Jiang Jinyue's hair, and the tips of the ears that were dyed red were about to be covered. Jun Lin stepped forward in three steps and two steps, took the person into his arms, and smiled sullenly.

Jiang Jinyue was already embarrassed, and when she heard the laughter, she blushed and her ears were hot, and she stretched out her hand to push him away.

"Don't make a fuss. ”

The hot breath when Junlin exhaled brushed his ears, itching. She couldn't resist such intimacy, tilted her head slightly, and whispered in protest: "Do you have to be so close?"

"For men and women in love, this is nothing at all, if you are not afraid of exposure, just stay away. ”

Thinking of the murderer's cunning, Jiang Jinyue couldn't, and leaned back honestly with half of his body deflected.

It's really a bluff, Jiang Jinyue, who is so easy to deceive, was the first to encounter it, if it falls into the hands of Kunwu first, and then he will pinch his own life......

Huh-

Jun Lin shook off the anachronistic fantasy and hugged Jiang Jinyue's waist, feeling proud.

After a short time, the chief manager sent them to the gate of the Shengge courtyard in the quiet place, called someone to give a few words, and left first.

The maid was clever and witty, bowed to the side, waited for the two of them to twist, and then called her to lead the way into the room.

I never thought that today's couple is different from the people next to them, wandering around leisurely, like visiting a garden.

The maid stole a glance at the girl's back, thinking that the chief manager told her to speak less, not to look at the girl, but to give the girl pastries.

But look at the interest of these two, after visiting the garden, and then enter the house, you and me, I'm afraid that I can't care about eating and drinking.

The maid whispered, "The sun is strange at noon, do you want the girl to go into the house and drink the jade dew?"

Jiang Jinyue had only heard of sour plum soup, but she didn't respond, but asked Junlin: "What is Yulu?

"It's just bird's nest soup. After Jun Lin finished speaking, he replied with his mouth: You can't drink it.

Back then, he hid in this backyard, and knew that the rules of Baihua Pavilion were extremely strict, and even the ingredients were divided into three, six, nine and so on.

This backyard is not the "backyard" he overheard at the time, according to the rules, you can't drink bird's nest soup, and this maid is not a newcomer, how can she be mistaken?

Problematic!

Jun Lin glanced at Jiang Jinyue and asked her to wait and see what happened.

Jiang Jinyue blinked and stopped making a sound.

The maid behind her didn't know the lawsuit under the eyes of the two, and said that this girl had no opinion at all, and she believed it when the man said that it was not good to drink, and it should not be difficult to coax her to eat some pastries, so she was silent and waited for the opportunity.

Jun Lin led Jiang Jinyue to walk around the places where he could see and play, thinking about her body, and said to the maid: "My son is tired, lead the way." ”

The maid wiped the sweat from her palms, led the two into the inner room, and said softly: "Boy, girl, rest first, and the slave will bring some refreshments." ”

Jiang Jinyue was already hungry, and when she went to the garden to remember the route, her stomach rumbled several times, this maid was considerate, but Junlin said that the food here could not be eaten, and she was in a dilemma for a while.

In the past, she didn't feel anything after being hungry for three or five days, but after smelling a few plates of pastries, she always felt hungry, her stomach was empty, and her mouth was very greedy, but she had always been forbearing, and she would only hide it in her heart.

Besides, they came here to do business, but they can't be held back because of greed. Jiang Jinyue was about to refuse, but she heard Junlin say: "Let's talk about the pastry slowly, let's make some vegetables and rice first, my son is hungry." ”

The maid was about to respond, and then heard him say, "Tell the fat cook to do it himself." ”

The fat cook?