Chapter 2007: Gongzi Fenghua World Warriors (14)

He was dissatisfied, and Yin Erzi’s son was counted. He saw him on weekdays and always brought this four brothers to his lips. People who didn’t know thought that Is a mother,
But what happened to this Yin Sangong?
So Zhao Gongzi said, "Yin San, don't you really like your four brothers?"
Yin Sangongzi stunned, but before he could say something, the Yin Ergong next to him was furious. "You don't like the fourth brother?"
Yin Sangongzi, "No, second brother, I am not, I am not."
Yin Ergong is a beaten up.
Yin Sangong holding his head around, "Two brothers! Second brother! Lightly!"
Zhao Gongzi was dumbfounded and immediately relieved.
"Oh, I am still a good brother of your heart, not a little white face."
Yin Er Gongzi and Yin Sangongzi went back together.
Zhao Gongzi, "...What are you going to do?"
....
During class, the old man saw a bruise on his face and asked about it.
Zhao Gongzi was sore and grinned, and reluctantly said that he had fallen outside.
When the old man turned around, he couldn’t help but squint at the little son next to him. "Hey."
Shen Mubai shook his head.
Zhao Gongzi was dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn’t help but had no choice but to endure. "How do you want to help the son to paint a picture?"
I saw the little son sticking out two fingers.
Zhao Gongzi was shocked. "What, you want twenty silver two?"
Xiao Gongzi turned his face and looked at him. The black and white eyes were a little round.
Zhao Gongzi was afraid that the other party would repent, so he endured the burden. "Twenty twenty, you wait, I will bring the money today."
The new tablemates are stupid and rich, and the brothers they know are also stupid.
It didn't take long for Shen Mubai's purse to bulge.
Yin Ergongzi and Yin Sangongzi were also worried that the four brothers would be bullied. Now they have to fight every day, and they are afraid that the old master and the grown-ups will go to Yinfu to be guests.
Zhaoyang didn't like the new Taifu class. Every time he always found an excuse to drag on for a few hours.
The prostitute is also not urging, and can only persuade the temper to persuade for a while.
Zhaoyang has always been a wayward master, and she is not angry with her mother and her father.
"The osmanthus in front is open."
She carried the skirt and smiled with a brow, so she was not happy.
The prostitute said, "Can the princess have a look?"
Zhaoyang slightly lifted his chin, "Nature."
But when she came closer, she found that there was a little son under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
Almost as old as her.
Zhaoyang was a little curious and couldn't help but take a closer look.
Xiaogongzi is sleeping there, his face is still covered with a book, and his green shirt is green, and the half forehead is exposed.
If it is a weekday, Zhaoyang has already spoken out.
I just don’t know why, looking at this scene, I can’t bear to bother.
In the end, Xiao Gongzi’s head moved and then stretched out.
The book on his face slipped down, revealing a complete face.
Zhaoyang stared intently and breathlessly.
In her eyes, only the cousin is as good as the person in front of him.
In front of this little son, he is so white and beautiful, and he doesn’t know how big it is like a cousin. It will look good.
Shen Mubai opened his eyes, and when he was cold, he saw a strange female doll and smashed his throat. "Who are you?"
The prostitute on the side couldn't help but say, "Bold, in front of you is the Princess of Zhaoyang, and I still don't bow."
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