Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 677 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 42
"What are you taking him for?"

Quan Jiu knowingly asked the question, and hurriedly disregarded the relationship, "He's not as cute as Xiao Zhuo."

Shen Lang grasped the loopholes in her language, Liang Youyou glanced at Nai Tuanzi, showing disgust:

"So you called me because I'm cuter than Xuanyuan Zhuo?"

The word cute is not a good word when applied to grown men.

"No, because you look better than Xuanyuan Qinglan."

Quan Jiu didn't even think about opening his mouth, and gave him the clinker.

Perhaps her tone was too decisive, Shen Lang's slight face improved a lot after getting into the car.

The corner of Nai Tuanzi's mouth twitched as he looked at Mrs. Niangqin, who couldn't wink while flattering her.

Quan Jiu noticed his small movements and raised his eyebrows: "What, do you have a problem?"

"No, no objection, everything you say is right!"

As Quan Jiu's number one fanboy, Nai Tuanzi shook his head like a rattle, grabbed Quan Jiu's arm and rubbed it against him. If Shen Lang wasn't there, he would have called mother.

Shen Lang narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly as he looked at the same big and small children who were acting coquettishly and playing tricks on the opposite side.

Obviously there is no similarity in appearance, but the Shen Yun movements of the two fit together strangely.

This sense of fit lasted until the carriage stopped.

Shen Lang got out of the carriage first, followed by Quan Jiu. When she got out of the carriage, he stretched out a hand to hold her arm, and helped her very naturally.

The two of them did many such natural body movements at night, but this was the first time they saw Shen San, silently swallowed, pretending to look at the distant scenery.

After Shen Lang helped Quan Jiu, he withdrew his hand, and had no intention of helping Nai Tuanzi again.

The height of the carriage from the ground is nothing for adults, but it is a big problem for short-legged milk dumplings.

Nai Tuanzi hid on the beam of the carriage, poked his head out and glanced at the ground, hesitating whether to jump or not.

"cough."

Quan Jiu calmly bumped Shen Lang's arm, implying him to help.

"Sore throat?"

Shen Lang caressed her neck.

Quan Jiu glared at him, and winked at him madly: "Xiao Zhuo is still in the carriage."

Shen Lang frowned slightly.

He still insisted on his original view that he would bring his own children.

"My hair hasn't even grown yet, so I just want to go out and fool around."

For Quan Jiu's sake, he still stretched out his hand to hold the milk dumpling into his arms after all, but the resentment towards Xuanyuan Qinglan deepened in his heart.

Nai Tuanzi was arrogant, seeing Shen Lang's expression of reluctance, he also lowered his face, his small eyebrows were knotted together, and his pink lips were slightly pouty, clearly showing his displeasure.

Quan Jiu bowed his head and kissed him, and the little guy regained his vitality immediately, completely forgetting the unhappiness just now.

Looking at the back of Nai Tuanzi running away, Shen Lang felt inexplicably sour:
"You dote on him."

It was rare for him to see her pampering someone like this, even he had never enjoyed such preferential treatment.

"Do you also eat children's jealousy?" Quan Jiu looked at him with a smile.

"No."

Shen Lang replied indifferently.

Anyway, this little bastard is about to leave, so he will bear with him for two more days.

Quan Jiu was wearing men's clothes and didn't hold hands with him:

"Master Shen, don't blame me for not reminding you, a good relationship with Xiao Zhuo will definitely benefit and cause no harm."

He is now a eunuch, destined to have no heirs, now he treats Nai Tuanzi better, and when he gets old, someone will give him a pension.

Shen Lang naturally didn't understand her subtext, he didn't make a sound, and followed Nai Tuanzi into a piece of lawn.

The warm sun was shining at the beginning, and there were already many children running on the lawn, and many people were running around with kites, making a mess everywhere.

Seeing Nai Tuanzi standing there, looking up at the kite in the sky, Quan Jiu felt soft in her heart:
"Want to fly a kite?"

"miss you!"

Naituanzi's black eyes were shining brightly.

"I'll buy one for you." Quan Jiu patted his head.

The three found the old man who sold the kite. The old man was passing the last kite in his hand to a little girl. When he saw the three of Quan Jiu coming over, he apologized.

"Sorry, the kites are sold out."

The clothes of the three people in front of him were either rich or expensive, and he couldn't afford to mess with them.

Nai Tuanzi looked at the red koi kite in the little girl's hand, and envy flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao You, come here."

The little girl's mother took her by the hand and began to teach her how to let go of the thread. The little girl looked smaller than a milk dumpling. She had just learned to walk, and she walked bumpily.

"It's okay, let's look for it again."

Quan Jiu didn't miss the envious look in Nai Tuanzi's eyes.

But they came too late, and they searched for more than half a circle, and all the kites were sold out.

Looking at the thin sweat on her forehead, Nai Tuanzi showed distress, tugged at her sleeves, and changed her words:
"It's okay, I suddenly don't want to play."

Quan Jiu: "How can I do it, I must do what I promised the children."

Seeing that they were in such a difficult situation, Shen San took the initiative to offer a suggestion:

"Your Highness Fourth Prince, why don't I just grab one? Tell me which one you fancy..."

Anyway, Dongchang is notorious, so this evil thing is not bad.

Shen Lang gave him a cold look: "Steal?"

Shen San inexplicably felt a chill in his neck, and seeing the disapproving gazes from Quan Jiu and Nai Tuanzi, he suddenly became guilty with confidence:
"Bah, bah, I'm wrong, it's buying, it's buying."

This time, Shen Lang did not refute.

Quan Jiu looked at the little kids flying kites and running all over the ground, and felt embarrassed to take advantage of others, but she also didn't want Nai Duanzi to be sad, so she thought of a compromise.

"Let's make one ourselves."

.........

"I'll make the skeleton."

Quan Jiu borrowed a yard from someone, rolled up his sleeves and split bamboo sticks, making people shudder with fear.

"Baby, what style do you want?" She looked at the milk dumpling and asked.

Nai Tuanzi's delicate eyebrows were knit together again, he hesitated:
"I want a dragon, but I can't draw..."

"It's simple. Mr. Shen is a master of painting and calligraphy. Let him help you."

Quan Jiu pointed at Shen Lang without hesitation.

When the words fell, the two men, one big and one small, were shocked.

Milk Dumplings: ...

The old man is stingy, he definitely doesn't want to.

Shen Lang: ...

For no reason, why should I help him?

Both of them had their thoughts written on their faces.

Quan Jiu pointed at Shen Lang's face:

"I'll teach you a trick. If he doesn't want to, you can rush up, hold his face and kiss hard until he is willing."

Shen Lang's face suddenly darkened, but Nai Tuanzi's face was reddish, and his eyes dodged, as if he was really considering this proposal.

"This method is not available to everyone."

Shen Lang stared straight at Quan Jiu's red lips and opened his mouth.

At least with him, only she can use it.

Quan Jiu didn't accept the move, he picked up the milk dumpling and stuffed it into Shen Lang's arms decisively.

"Kiss."

Milk Duanzi: "..."

Shen Lang: "..."

"I draw."

Seeing that Nai Tuanzi was about to approach him, Shen Lang gnashed his teeth to stop him.

(End of this chapter)