What is this evening

Lingnan.

The little boss sat in the yard holding a large bowl of lychees, counting the number of bird's nests this year.

Oh, the husband and wife are deeply in love, they live a happy life, and they both return home.

Wait, is this the same pair from last year?Why did the white hair on the head change color?

The little boss stood up, ready to take a closer look——

"Surname! Du! Of! Get out!"

What the hell!

The little boss was so frightened that he almost swallowed the lychee core: "Can you stop calling me that when you enter the door next time? My heart can't take it anymore, okay?"

"Heh." The visitor made a sarcasm, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes were bent upwards, revealing a fake smile, "Xiaosheng must remember next time."

The little boss waved his hands, and he could hear the perfunctory in the words on his knees: "Why are you here?"

"What are you talking about? Fang Funan and Shen Yiqing, two sick people, came all the way back to play the mourning music. I almost thought someone died at home." The visitor rolled his beautiful eyes.

When the little boss heard that someone was coming, his eyes lit up: "I asked them to bring me some flower cakes from the capital, did you bring them? There is nothing in this place where the birds don't shit."

The person who came grabbed the little boss's left cheek: "Du, are you tired of work?"

The little boss slapped the person's hand off: "What are you doing? What are you talking about? Ah Huang! Bite him!"

The big yellow dog following the sound didn't even look at the little boss, it just arched its head and rubbed against the person's arms, growling excitedly.

"You're done, Rhubarb wants to fight with you." The little boss shook his head and spread his hands as if "helpless".

No matter how you look at it, you don't deserve to be beaten.

Before anyone could get angry, Fang Funan's voice came in slowly: "What's the matter? Didn't you die here?"

Shen Yiqing was as happy as a rabbit, jumped up in front of the little boss, looked him up and down for a long time: "Live well!"

The little boss glanced at Shen Yiqing's slightly swollen eyes, and didn't care about the fact that he was almost slapped to death by Shen Yiqing just now: "Where's my pancake?"

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat!" Fang Funan scolded the little boss, then turned to the person who was being held tightly by Dahuang and refused to let go, "Good morning, magistrate."

County magistrate: ...he doesn't, he really doesn't...he's not good.

Inadvertently making friends.

Damn, I will be beheaded for such a serious crime as lying to His Majesty, okay?

Let your skin.

Continue to peel.

"Have you left the letter for him?" The little boss took a lychee and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Stay." Fang Funan sat down casually, pulled up the little boss's sleeve and put it on, "How many times have you been sick?"

"Once." The little boss swayed his long legs and smiled winkingly at Shen Yiqing.

Shen Yiqing sat next to the little boss and fought for food with the little boss.

Fang Funan withdrew his hand: "Although I have no skills, don't do it, it shouldn't be a big problem to live to be 70 or [-] years old."

"Speak well, I suggest you speak well, what do you mean don't do it?" The little boss was not happy.

Fang Funan raised his eyelids, gave him a cold look, and pulled out a fake smile.

The little boss was choked all of a sudden.

The county magistrate laughed out loud.

The first half of my life seemed to have passed as lightly as the little boss asked.

Fu Changan is the emperor.

Even if three years ago he could be called around like a mistress in the boss's small shop, in short, he is the emperor now.

Sending him the news of his death is already the greatest tolerance of the little boss.

He can't come.

I took it as the sound of the 99 sound was the first knock to make me confused.

I just took it as the absurdity of my deceiving the king with the worms all over my body.

You don't come to me in the future.

I don't think about you either.

Let's just leave it at that.

Three months later.

The little boss hugged the litchi regretfully and lamented that life is like flowing water, what should be finished will be finished sooner or later.

Then he was kicked to the ground by the county magistrate: "If the lychee is out of season, it will be out of season. Can you live like a normal person?"

The little boss got up in a hurry, shaking his head: "I really doubt how your county magistrate passed the exam. You don't have any poetic feelings."

"I bought it." The county magistrate rolled his eyes.

The little boss twitched the corner of his mouth.

The county magistrate repeated it very kindly: "I said I bought it."

The little boss became angry from embarrassment: "I heard about the evil rich people. I can't afford a county magistrate for ten yuan a piece of willow leaf cakes in the capital."

The county magistrate was in a good mood, and just walked out of the courtyard door with square steps, when he came back in shock.

"What?" The little boss poked his head out.

"Rub" to shrink back.

Sit upright.

He never thought.

You will see Fu Changan like this here.

A simple bunt in Tsing Yi, with an embarrassing expression of being caught off guard.

The county magistrate was so frightened that he took countless steps back, and finally he had no choice but to pull him out from the wall.

Little Boss: ...Damn it was careless in making friends.

Just as Fu Changan opened his mouth, he was still thinking about how to organize his words, when he saw the little boss get up and walk quickly into the yard, so frightened that he hurried forward and grabbed the little boss: "Don't go, I won't be the emperor, I will take me with you!" The belongings have come to you."

The little boss was stunned for a while: "Properties?"

"I."

"What?"

"I."

Little Boss: ...I don't know him for being so shameless.

Fu Chang'an hurriedly grabbed the little boss back: "Would you agree that I will kowtow 99 heads to you?"

The little boss narrowed his eyes, and accurately grasped Fu Changan's arm: "Pull it away."

Before Fu Changan could react, he was torn apart by the impatient little boss.

There was a long blood scab on the white arm.

"explain."

The little boss lowered his eyes.

No one knows better than him how familiar this blood scab is.

Insect Gu.

"...Mother Gu." Fu Changan laughed "hehe" twice and was about to take it away.

Without changing his expression, the little boss stretched out his hand and twisted his thigh hard.

Fu Changan's expression immediately twisted.

"Mother Gu?" The little boss smirked.

This thing is an indecent method that cannot be said in the palace.

Brief summary.

With the total death.

Is it romantic?

Sounds very romantic.

But this Gu is mostly used for jealousy in the palace.

Connect your life with a prisoner in a certain prison, share the pain, share the life——

How did Fu Chang'an know about this?

The little boss's face was ugly.

Fu Changan carefully observed his expression, seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and sold Fang Funan: "Fang Funan said it."

The little boss silently blacklisted Fang Funan.

One day, he planned to discuss Fang Funan's romance with Shen Yiqing.

Then when he came back to his senses, he saw Fu Changan smiling cautiously: "Lin An..."

With a long sigh.

"I'm here."

Jiangshan beauty.

Disaster for the country and the people.

The little boss felt that he had been wronged.