After a while, the sound of gunfire continued everywhere in the small building.
Jun Yichen quickly flew out with the water doll in his arms and landed on the branch of a cypress tree not far away, shaking gently.
Although Prince Dongfang’s kung fu is good, his lightness kung fu is mediocre, and his guards are not around, so he is rolling and crawling, so it’s important to escape.
His fat body was blown up like a big fat pig, and he was even worse than a pig when he was down and out.
The sound of gunfire continued, and soon the building started to smoke...
A group of scholars stood outside, carrying buckets, and laughed:
"It's getting louder and louder, and the future is boundless; it's booming, and it's a bright future, and good luck to the distinguished guests..."
There are so many good words and phrases. No matter how embarrassed the Prince of the East is, he can't have an attack. He has to smile and maintain his grace.
"Wow!"
A ladle of water should be poured on Prince Dongfang first.
"Spring water moisturizes things and is as valuable as oil!"
Prince Dongfang was so cold that his body was hunched over, and the clothes on his body were indeed on fire. Fortunately, he had to thank others for their kindness. I hate it, I hate it! He hurriedly said hello to Jun Yichen and hurried back to his house. Even Dongfang Shu
Li doesn't care
"Hahaha......"
The water doll finally laughed,
"Oh, Brother Jun, my baby has a stomachache..."
Jun Yichen returned to the courtyard with Shuiwawa in his arms, rubbed her belly gently, shook his head and laughed.
To be honest, this is too much. How can you treat Prince Dongfang like that?
Even a fool can see that you are deliberately bullying him.
Alas, really, if it is possible, I hope...
You can also pour a basin of cold water on his head!
Huh, if it hadn't been for Dongfang's suggestion, where would the women have been brought into the palace?
There was laughter everywhere, but Jun Yichen suddenly felt a little lost
Holding the water doll, looking at her innocent smiling face, I wonder when she will grow up?
"Brother Jun..."
In the corner, a ghostly voice
Shui Wawa nuzzled into Jun Yichen's arms and muttered:
"Brother Jun, why do you sound a bit like Sister Furong from Wangxian Tower?"
Dongfang Shuli was running around in the small building just now. The people who were blown up by firecrackers were either human or ghost. She was also splashed with cold water. There were already signs of freezing.