Not only did he get a thorn, it also pricked his face and made his heart hurt.
Even King Jing next to him also followed suit, as if he wanted to tear off his head and use it as a ball to kick!
Who can bear this?
It's really a mistake, a big mistake...
Even though he was filled with regret, Zhang Yaoshi, who had been in a position of superiority for a long time, still could not utter a word of mercy after his lips trembled for a long time.
It was as if as soon as he said it, his shaky dignity was completely shattered...
As everyone knows, Yun Luo doesn't care at all that he surrenders.
It was rare to see Jun Wuchen being domineering and rebellious, and he was doing it to protect her. Yun Luo felt soft and sweet in his heart, and he was watching it with gusto. How could he spare a corner of his eye for Zhang Yaoshi?
Is he as handsome as His Highness King Jing? Is he as domineering as His Highness King Jing? From head to toe, is he as good as a hair of His Highness King Jing?!
It's obviously nothing.
What’s so good about a greasy old man with a gloomy face and wrinkles...
She also thought it hurt her eyes to see too much.
With a smile, Yun Luo took Jun Wuchen's hand and said with a smile: "That's almost enough. What's there to worry about with this kind of person? Business matters are more important."
Zhang Yaoshi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then his face twitched again.
People like him...
What’s wrong with people like him! He is a noble alchemist!
It's a pity that this "noble" alchemist is also one he calls himself. In the eyes of Yun Luo, Jun Wuchen, and even Long San, he is not that valuable.
Jun Wuchen actually didn't bother to argue with Zhang Yaoshi. He had met him several times before and he knew what kind of person he was.
"I am venting my anger on you, but you should start being a good person." He glanced at Yun Luo lightly, his tone was neither angry nor happy, and was unpredictable.
Anyone else might have been fooled.
But who is Yun Luo? She still doesn’t know what Jun Wuchen wants to express?
I rolled my eyes speechlessly.
Yun Luo simply moved closer, stood on tiptoes, and under the keen gazes of Long San and the black-armored soldiers, she quickly chirped on his thin lips.
Long San: "..."
Black-armored soldier: "..."
What did they do wrong? Why do they have these eyes that they dare not have?
Ah! I'm going to be blinded!
After all, it was in public, so Yun Luo was actually a little shy.
After quickly finishing her tweet, she immediately retracted, her cheeks were red and she said calmly: "Is that okay?"
His Royal Highness King Jing was forcibly kissed by the princess, but disappeared before he could feel it. He was very, very, extremely dissatisfied: "Just a moment?"
"...How many more times do you want?"
Yun Luo's mouth froze, half smiling and half threatening: "Don't push yourself too far."
She glanced around from the corner of her eye, and the blush on her face became even more obvious.
If Jun Wuchen has some enlightenment.
The next second, he raised his head coldly and looked around!
"Shua!"
Everyone is like a programmed robot.
He bowed his head neatly, with a well-behaved expression, and studied the floor tiles attentively.
Yun Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled him again: "Okay, stop scaring them, it's not easy for them either..."
Long San studied the floor tiles seriously, and when he heard this, he wanted to burst into tears.
Woohoo, yes, it’s not easy for them!
Busy running errands, jumping up and down to catch enemies, and being stared at with death by the prince at every turn...
The work pressure is overwhelming!!
If it weren't for the good treatment in the palace, I would really want to give up my job...