Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 195 The scumbags fight for the world (5)
"I don't know how to exchange money or hairpins, what do you think!" Murong Lin played a rogue, this clothes shop is opened by her family, right, so she messed it up, lest She was arrogant and arrogant in front of herself.

Yu Wenqian smiled coldly: "It's easy to handle, take off your clothes for me." After saying that, she started to pull Murong Lin's clothes.

"You bitch, what do you want to do?" Of course Murong Lin wouldn't stand obediently and let her pull her. While struggling, she slapped Yu Wenqian's face, and her fair and tender face suddenly swelled up like a five-finger mountain...

"You dare to hit me!" Yu Wenqian's eyes were about to burst into flames with anger. Since she was a child, she has been pampered and spoiled by her family. She has never been slapped, but today, Murong Lin actually hit her : "Little bitch, I will fight with you!"

With a roar, Yu Wenqian was like an angry rooster, waving her small hand towards Murong Lin's small face: "Slap!" A loud slap sounded in the hall, and Murong Lin was also enraged, screaming and rushing towards Yu Wenqian... …

In an instant, the two of them wrestled together like crazy women without any image...

In Zuiqing Building, the small door of the luxury room opened, and Murong Yu came out with Yunpian cake. In an instant, bursts of fragrance lingered throughout the room. Looking at the fragrant cake in her hand, the guards standing at the door salivated.

Murong Yu's jet-black hair hung down behind her, and a faint smile filled her bright face, Ouyang Shaoxian was dazed for a moment.

Murong Yu came to the table, put down the tray in his hand, and placed a plate of Yunpian Cake in front of Qingqing Ouyang Shaoxian: "Try to see if it suits your taste, I also made porridge, it's perfect to drink with Yunpian Cake!"

Ouyang Shaoxian didn't speak, put down the wine glass in his hand, picked up the cloud cake and took a bite, the familiar sweet smell filled his mouth, his dark eyes were as deep as a pool: it was indeed the taste, the sweetness of childhood.

After gracefully eating a piece of Yunpian Cake, Ouyang Shaoxian picked up the bowl of porridge, and the faint aroma wafted into his nose, which whetted his appetite. He took a spoonful and put it in his mouth. It was a delicacy that he had never tasted before.

Ouyang Shaoxian didn't speak, just finished the bowl of porridge with Yunpian Cake, the guards at the door were stunned, when did their princes become so easy to serve, a bowl of porridge and a plate of Yunpian Cake would do.

He traveled all over the country before, and the most worrying thing was eating. It seemed that there was not much food in his mouth. The cooks in the big restaurants put more or less ingredients in the dishes, and he only took one bite and then stopped eating. The water was too hot or slightly cold, and he only took a sip of the brewed tea and it was no longer contaminated.

But now, he actually finished all the ordinary cakes and porridge made by this Miss Murong. Could it be that Miss Murong is good at cooking so that he can't find fault?

"Is the taste good?" In fact, there is no need to ask, just seeing Ouyang Shaoxian's expression, Murong Yu knew that the transaction was successful.

Ouyang Shaoxian cleaned his hands and looked directly at Murong Yu: "It tastes good, but you know the value of the black iron dagger. I only have this plate of cloud cake and a bowl of porridge in exchange. Is it too bad for me?" ?”

"Then what do you want?" I just said, how could Ouyang Shaoxian make a loss-making business, because he thought it would be a great deal to exchange a plate of cloud cakes for a dagger, so he specially made porridge for him, but it turned out that he was Stay behind.

Ouyang Shaoxian's expression was serious: "For a period of three years, within three years, on the first and fifteenth day of every month, you will make a plate of cloud cakes for me, and I will send someone to the Hou's mansion to pick them up. During the holidays, I will add another plate... "

"Three years later, the black iron dagger will belong to me completely, and I don't have to make cloud cakes for you anymore, right?" When dealing with a smart person, it is natural to make sure everything is clear, so as not to be designed by him.

"That's right!" Ouyang Shaoxian shook the jade pendant in his sleeve: Three years later, she doesn't have to ask for it anymore, she will take the initiative to make cloud cakes for herself.

"Okay, deal!" Murong Yu stroked the dagger in his hand: If he works hard twice a month, he can exchange for this dagger, and he is not at a disadvantage.

The corners of Ouyang Shaoxian's mouth raised slightly, he picked up the wine, took a sip, and looked out the window: "Fireworks are going to be set off soon!"

In the clothing store, Murong Lin and Yu Wenqian wrestled together, refusing to give in to each other. The guys wanted to help, but they dared not touch them, so they had to quickly find Yu Wenzhen and Yu Wenming.

After a cup of tea, Yu Wenzhen and Yu Wenming, who got the news, rushed to the clothing store, but saw Murong Lin and Yu Wenqian squatting on the ground, red eyes, like crazy women, disheveled hair, bruised nose and swollen face. You pull my clothes, I scratch them. Your hair, cursing each other with the most vicious swear words, all the buttons on the clothes of the two of you have been torn off long ago, and the coats have also been pulled into strips of rags, hanging obliquely on the body, revealing the shirts and inners... …

The picture is very fragrant, but everyone has no interest in watching, and quickly stepped forward to separate the two: "Don't fight, don't fight..."

"You bastard, you don't care about your identity, you want to climb up to brother Shaoxian and have your dream..." Yu Wenqian was pulled away by Yu Wenzhen, waving her hands and cursing non-stop.

"You rotten dish, you dress like a widow every day, I don't know, I thought you died a dozen husbands, so the son of Shaoxian would not fall in love with you..." Murong Lin was dragged back by Yu Wenming, her feet Still not idle, keep kicking...

Yu Wenzhen and Yu Wenming sighed helplessly: This woman really fights, it's terrifying...

In Zuiqinglou, Ouyang Shaoxian is like drinking water, drinking one cup after another, the sweet and pure aroma of the wine lingers in his nose, Murong Yu wonders: Is this wine really so delicious?
Thinking about the Qionghua Niang that I drank last time, the taste was not bad, Murong Yu's eyes flashed, taking advantage of Ouyang Shaoxian's inattention, he poured a glass of wine, took a sip, the taste of the wine was very fragrant and pure, but The smell was pungent, and Murong Yu was choked and coughed repeatedly.

Ouyang Shaoxian turned around, put down the wine glass, patted Murong Yu's back, and put a chopstick dish into her mouth: "Although the wine tastes good, it's not suitable for you. If you don't know how to drink, don't drink it."

Murong Yu ate the food, relieved the spiciness, and nodded repeatedly. Even if Ouyang Shaoxian didn't remind her, she would not drink anymore. She doesn't like the spicy taste.

"Want to drink Qionghua wine?" In the entire Zuiqing building, this kind of wine is only suitable for women.

(End of this chapter)