Jun Yichen's smile was thick. Sure enough, he saw the right person. Everyone here has the spirit of not changing his face or heartbeat even if the mountain collapses in front of him. With a little training, they can easily become successful. Not bad, not bad.
Slowly sipping the light plum tea, a delicate fragrance makes you feel refreshed
The water doll took the firecrackers and sneaked out. While Jun Yichen was contemplating, he sneaked out and found a place to find someone to set off the firecrackers for fun...
Brother Jun will naturally keep it for her when the rice cake is cooked.
Surrounded by two hundred and fifty Dongfang Prince's soldiers, these people are like this. They should eat and play.
Jun Yichen had a thick smile on his lips, and his eyes followed Shui Wawa's small figure, never leaving for a moment...
.一.x.一.A and B Mingtang.一.x.一.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, an official like a long history or a young history came in grandly following (escorting?) the shopkeeper. When he saw Jun Yichen, he hummed:
"You are...Jun Yichen? Then the leader of the Lihuo Sect?"
Jun Yichen's smile is gentle, just like the spring snow in March, pure and gentle, it can melt anything you drop into it
He looked at the incoming man up and down with cold eyes. His fair and slender fingers stretched out from under the white fox fur robe and hooked his fingers.
A scholar sat opposite Jun Yichen with a tea cup and said with a smile:
"Young Master Jun may not know him, but he is..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly shook his head and said helplessly,
"Sorry, I don't know you either"
Jun Yichen blew the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile:
"It doesn't matter that today is the beginning of spring. Does Wu Jing have any special customs?"
The scholar clapped his fingers and said:
"Yes, picking up spring cattle, setting off firecrackers, family reunions... But I don't know if everything is the same in the world. Anyway, we don't have the habit of meeting guests early in the morning. You have to wait until the third day of the Lunar New Year to pay New Year greetings...
....”
"That's not Wu Jing's custom..."
Another scholar interjected leisurely
"Yes, yes, it's the same everywhere, Lao Liu, don't be embarrassed."
Many people followed and cheered
The shopkeeper touched the fine sweat on his head. He was of low status and did not dare to speak.