MTL - Jun Jiuling-Chapter 678 Most cute, young and young

"You are the wise king."

The young man's voice is clear and a bit sweet and crisp, and his look is as pure as a child.

In fact, his age is not too small. He is fifteen or sixteen years old. I think that when I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I had already stolen the chicken and touched the dog... I have started to stop playing, but I have been doing things.

The sage king looked at the young man in front of him, and the young man stepped forward and gave a deep gift.

"I heard the nine-year-old sister talk about it, you have more care for her at the beginning." He said, then raised his eyes and shone brightly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

There is no exaggeration of gratitude, only this thank you, and this full of sincerity, Yin Wang feels full of enthusiasm.

"It should be," he said with a smile. "Your sister often praises you."

Fang Chengyu’s face suddenly brightened.

He did not ask or be modest.

"It’s better to be nine years old," he said with a bit of shame.

The eyes of Yin Wang are also brighter, and only the voice is heard in my heart.

Miss Jun smiled and went forward.

"His Royal Highness, then we will retire first," she said.

Yin Wang smiled and nodded.

"Go, it's time to set up a banquet for you to wash the dust, but the road to work with the king will make you more tired, and then see you and your sister come to the palace to see you again," he said.

Fang Chengyu smiled and shook his head.

"No," he said, looking at the sages seriously. "Xiaomin feels that his Highness is approachable and not restrained."

Zhu Xi turned his eyes behind.

Hwang Wang laughed.

"I can see it." He smiled. "But the relatives are respected, and your own family will gather together and wait."

Fang Chengyu still wants to say something, Zhu Xi is swinging his hand.

"It’s almost done," he said with a frown. "Go back."

Fang Chengyu nodded to him with a smile.

"Yes, brother," he said.

Yin Wang did not hold back.

Fang Chengyu was a little uneasy.

"I, I used to call my brother and shouted," he said. "Yes, do you want to call your brother-in-law?"

What used to call my brother shouting habits, and less come to this set.

Zhu Xisheng waved his hand.

"No need to go, go quickly," he said.

Fang Chengyu did not speak again and retired to the side of Miss Jun. Miss Jun once again saluted the sage and took him out.

The room was quiet, and there was a rush of fun downstairs. Xian Wang stood by the window and watched Miss Jun get on the bus. Fang Chengyu no longer rode her on the bus, and everyone went to the city.

He snorted a few times.

"It's a soft and cute young man," he said, turning his head to look at Zhu Xi, frowning and disgusting. "Look at your rough man! You can't see it."

Zhu Xi was furious.

"You are jealous, how can he look good!" he said. "I am naturally handsome and handsome. It is like this kid is wearing a silver and a silver butterfly and a butterfly."

Xian Wang made a retching action.

"You try." Zhu chan angry stare at him, "Do you think I call you soon Highness, now would not dare to beat you up?"

The sage king coughed.

"I am doing this for you," he said in a serious way. He took hold of Zhu Xi’s shoulder and stretched his hand. "Look at you, although you are naturally beautiful and handsome, but this woman can not only rely on good looks to be able to cage. If you look good, you have to be able to talk. You look at this little friend. That is a powerful speech. It can make people feel excited in a word. No wonder Miss Jun said that he is her most important person. Then go on like this..."

He looked at Zhu Xi with a bit of pity.

"You are so old and you are going to be jealous."

Zhu Xi backhanded and held his shoulder.

The sage of the sage is shouting.

"It hurts."

Zhu Xi did not stop.

"Take the temple under the slogan," he said with a smile. "I can't ask for it."

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When the night fell, the excitement in the nine-year-old hall was also dissipated, and the directors of the Liuzhang cabinet with the Beijing-Chinese ticket number retired. Chen Qi also drank more wine and was returned to the room by the hoe.

Fang Jinxiu also left and left.

"She doesn't like talking now," said Miss Jun.

Since entering the door, Fang Jinxiu said that Cheng Yu’s words have not been more than three sentences, and they have come to the hard work and other kind of words, and there is no intimate joy that the younger siblings meet.

"Your place of residence is arranged by her own hands, and the four floors are laid by the beggars." Miss Jun smiled.

Fang Chengyu also laughed.

"She didn't like to talk at home before," he said. "It's more reasonable now. I don't feel bad. If she talks to me hot, I am not comfortable."

Miss Jun raised her hand and tried to touch Fang Chengyu’s head, but suddenly found that it was not enough.

"It’s really fast," she laughed.

Fang Chengyu was busy and half-squatting, staring at her.

Miss Jun laughed and reached for her head.

"Go to rest, come so fast, the road must be hard," she said.

Fang Chengyu shook his head.

"It’s not hard, people are happy and happy, how can it be hard." He laughed. "Nine-nine-nine-year-old, what you wrote on the Qingshan Mountain, you will tell me again, then I didn’t elaborate. ""

Miss Jun smiled to speak, and there was a heavy cough outside the door.

"Brother is coming." Fang Chengyu turned around and said happily.

Zhu Xi snorted and walked in.

"I really didn't expect to call my brother now." Fang Chengyu smiled and said that he was holding up the wine on the table. "I thought it was a side, but it will have a period of time."

"What kind of wine does the little boy drink?" Zhu Xi said, took the glass from his hand and sipped his head. "Go to sleep."

Fang Chengyu snorted.

"Yes, I listen to my brother." He said, looking at Miss Jun.

"What are you fierce," said Miss Jun.

Zhu snorted.

"How am I fierce? Didn't I always talk like this?" he said.

Fang Chengyu was busy stretching out the sleeves of Miss Lajun.

"My brother is good for me," he said. "I shouldn't drink. I always remember your jealousy of nine years old. I only drink water and don't drink alcohol. I just saw my brother a little excited."

Miss Jun smiled.

"Well, let's rest," she said.

"Tomorrow, my wife and I invite you to pass the government." Zhu Xi said.

Fang Chengyu was busy nodding.

"Jiu Ling also told me to go tomorrow," he said.

Zhu Xiao sounded.

"Let's rest, too." He looked at Miss Jun.

Miss Jun looked at him with a look of wonder.

Fang Chengyu was also slightly surprised.

"Although the family is a fake, but I live here, how can I have to make a look." Zhu Xisu Rong said, said to go backwards.

In order to guard against Lu Yunqi, Zhu Xi has been in the nine-year-old hall these days, but of course she did not live with her.

Or is there anything to say, Miss Jun, the other side, nodded.

"Go," she said.

Fang Chengyu also smiled and nodded. He walked out and stood under the gallery and looked at Zhu Xi, who was swaying into the room of Miss Jun. The young man under the night light raised his eyebrows.

"This brother is much thicker than that brother," he said to himself.

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(See you tomorrow, baby)