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Chapter Fifteen: You May Have Learned a Fake Chinese(2/2)

Just the temperament around you...

Like a bandit in the mountains.

Wen Sheng subconsciously took a step back and gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry, my third brother, I...I didn't mean it..."

"Well! It's okay!" Zhou Shi'an patted Wen Sheng on the shoulder, "Since he is a junior sister, he will do whatever he wants."

"It's all a family, why are you polite!"

Zhou Shi'an was indeed saying words of comfort, but his expression was fierce and his voice was rough.

The four words "Fierce and evil" are not enough to show their temperament.

Wen Sheng: "..."

Damn, what should I do if I'm so nervous?

Before she came, she had already thought about money and hoped to have a friendly exchange with the third senior brother who loved money like life.

but……

Why is it different from what she imagined!

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

The little junior sister is as timid as a quail.

What are you afraid of when a person like him who is gentle, kind, indifferent to fame and fortune, and retires to the countryside?

Really... I don't understand.

"Little junior sister, come and see the treasures in the yard of senior brother."

"If you like something, take it away."

"Everyone says that the little girl likes small animals, and there are so many senior brothers here!" Zhou Shi'an tried to divert Wen Sheng's attention.

Wen Sheng pinched the dress at a loss and nodded vigorously: "Happy...I like it!"

Zhou Shi'an smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the junior sister is easy to control.

He has to show off.

So Zhou Shi'an waved his arm into the forest and shouted: "Grass and mud horse, come out!"

The sound was loud and high, and it broke the bird's wings.

Wen Sheng:???
Chapter completed!
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