On hearing this, the shopkeeper nodded and said with a smile: "I see. I see. It's the old man's mouth. The young man is recovering well. Look at the little face. It's red like a big apple."

Yuan Jun raised his eyelids and glared at the shopkeeper. He didn't have a good way: "you are like a big apple. Your whole family is like a big apple."

Although the little guy's voice was soft and sweet, his expression was very serious, especially his eyes. There was a kind of palpitating domineering. The shopkeeper jumped in his heart and said to Yuanjun, "don't blame me, young master. It's my fault."

Yuan Jun snorted, ignored the shopkeeper, turned his face away and looked away.

The shopkeeper of Xia Yuanqiu Dynasty said with a smile: "young brother has a bad temper. Don't blame the shopkeeper. Since the house money has been settled, let's go first and say goodbye."

Seeing these people's figures disappear without a trace, the shopkeeper exhaled heavily. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said: "this young man is very angry. He is very frightening."

The second child looked at the disappearing figure in the distance and said, "no, I'm looking at this young man. He looks like a porcelain doll. He's very cute."

The shopkeeper glared at the second child, and said, "you know what? Go to work."

All the people walk along the long street. Yuanjun is looking at everything fresh and constantly wants to buy things. Zhu Yan is more like his little follower. He follows him all the way to pay. One is the sugar gourd, the other is the small noodle man, the other is the big orange, the other is the sweet scented osmanthus cake. All in all, it's food.

Zhu Yan is so tired that his head is full of sweat. Half of the space ring is full of the food bought by this little guy. He grabs yuan Jun who is going to walk into a pastry shop and shouts, "I can't buy any more. I have no money."

Yuan Jun gave Zhu Yan a white look and hummed: "don't cheat me. I saw it just now. You have a large stack of bills in your arms. After buying so many things, you haven't spent all of them. Do you still say you have no money?"

Zhu Yan did not have a good way: "even if there is a stack of tickets, it's also my ticket. What's your business? I've bought so much for you. You should be content. Look, I'm so tired. "

Yuan Jun didn't care and said, "you're my brother-in-law. Your ticket is my ticket. It's natural for you to run errands for me. Why? Don't you want to be my brother-in-law? "

"Hey - I'm so unlucky. How could I meet a brother like you? Yes, you can buy it. If you want to buy the whole LuoYing Town, I'll accompany you to see who can afford it. " He didn't believe it. With Zhu Yan, his God of war, he couldn't make a steamed bun?

Yuan Jun grinned and went into the pastry shop humming a tune.

Looking at this little guy's smiling face, Zhu Yan has a feeling of being calculated. This feeling is very bad, which makes him have an impulse to curse his mother.

Xia Yuanqiu and others are far behind. They can't help laughing when they see Zhu Yan's face turned to sweat by Yuan Jun. when did they see Prince Zhu Yan's embarrassed appearance?

Huan Yan pulled Han Niang's sleeve and asked, "mother, when I was as old as Yuan Jun's younger brother, could I make trouble for people?"

The smile on Han Niang's face suddenly froze. When Huan Yan was three years old, she was still in the dungeon, and Huan Yan also lived in daily abuse. At that time, she could not understand why she was born without pain or love!

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