The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

After Xie Linge finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the air.

The next second, Xie Lingge, who reacted quickly, immediately realized the "all" he answered, which seemed to make him look a little stupid, as if he was not very smart.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously looked at Pan Jinlian who was sitting on the wooden bench.

But looking at it, he saw that the other party was looking at him with a somewhat subtle look.

Xie Lingge suddenly smiled awkwardly, but he had already said what he said, and if he took it back, he would only look more stupid, so Xie Lingge had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I bought all these biscuits .”

Fu Zhenhong nodded: "Okay."

For such a thing, he is naturally very happy.

Selling out at one time can save a lot of things.He doesn't have to sit here anymore, being stared at by some people intentionally or unintentionally.

Although Fu Zhenhong had long been used to the gazes of others and was able to remain calm under the gazes of others, since it could be avoided, he would naturally prefer to sit alone in the room in a quieter atmosphere.

Fu Zhenhong stood up, glanced at the biscuits on the wooden shelf, and then at the oil paper bag hanging beside her.

Before Wu Zhi left, he only told him how to pack the biscuits one by one.

The man in Tsing Yi wanted to buy all the biscuits. It would be too troublesome to pack dozens of biscuits one by one. Fu Zhenhong didn't want to be so troublesome.

So he looked at the young gentleman standing in front of the booth, and asked very directly: "I can pack all the biscuits in a big oil paper bag, is it okay?"

Facing Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Xie Lingge felt an inexplicable nervousness and subtle joy in his heart, he nodded and said, "Come here whenever it is convenient for you."

When Fu Zhenhong heard this, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and a rare smile appeared on her face.This man in Tsing Yi is very good, such a customer is very kind, which saved him a lot of trouble.

After transferring all the biscuits into a bag, Fu Zhenhong handed the bag to the man in Tsing Yi.

Xie Lingge, who took the biscuits and paid the money, didn't want to leave just like that. He was thinking about how to find a topic.After glancing at the book in Fu Zhenhong's hand, Xie Linge's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What book are you reading?"

The man in Tsing Yi bought all the biscuits, whether it was payment or bagging, he was very straightforward.Facing this kind of straightforward customer, Fu Zhenhong didn't mind responding to the other party's intentional small talk.

"Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra." Fu Zhenhong said.

"What?" Xie Linge was stunned, for a moment he even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

It wasn't until Fu Zhenhong showed Xie Lingge the cover of the book that he confirmed that it wasn't that he had misheard.

Looking at the few golden characters on the blue cover, Xie Linge was a little dumbfounded.

It is really the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra.

Xie Linge pursed his lips, glanced at the Buddhist scriptures, and then at the handsome man holding the Buddhist scriptures.

Originally, he wanted to use this book to find topics.

Whether it is an orthodox book like the Four Books and Five Classics, or a folk tale like a picture book, he can say a few words.

However, Xie Linge never expected that the book in the other party's hand turned out to be a Buddhist scripture.

Buddhist scriptures!

A Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra that is rarely read by ordinary people except the monks in the temple!

This completely exceeded his knowledge blind spot!

Failed.

Xie Linge was embarrassed again.

If time went backwards, he would never have said the words just now.

There was a trace of hotness in his ears, embarrassing.

He has lived for nearly 20 years. He has always been thick-skinned, and this is the first time he has such embarrassment of warm ears.

Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong suddenly laughed.

This man in Tsing Yi is quite interesting.

Fu Zhenhong smiled suddenly, her beautiful eyes slightly bent down, the morning sun shone on him like a burning flower in full bloom.

Xie Lingge looked at the man's smile because of him, and felt as if a light feather had fallen into his heart, tickling, feeling a sense of elation.

Fu Zhenhong said bluntly, "You are quite interesting."

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhenhong would say that suddenly, Xie Lingge's ears immediately turned redder, and the scorching heat seemed to spread to his face.

An emotion called joy emerged in his eyes. He looked at Fu Zhenhong with a bright smile on his face.

When Xie Linge came back with a big bag of sesame seed cakes, he still had a smile on his face, and two words were written all over his body --- happy.

Zhou Yu, who watched the whole process not far away, looked at Xie Lingge's face that looked like a smirk to him, and three words came to mind——a big fool.

Even after the other party walked in front of him, for a moment he wanted to move away immediately, away from the big fool with the biscuits in his hand, so as not to be infected.

Xie Linge didn't know what was going on in Zhou Yu's heart. At this moment, his mind was still thinking about a series of things just now.

Zhou Yu said, "I should show you a mirror."

Xie Linge subconsciously asked: "What?"

Zhou Yu sneered: "You look like you have been seduced by a goblin."

Xie Linge retorted: "He's not a goblin!"

Zhou Yu heard the words, glanced at the man walking into the house not far away, thought of the description he heard yesterday, and said, "Is that a male vixen?"

Zhou Yu's words didn't take away any contempt, nor did they mean to be ridiculed, as if he was just describing what he heard yesterday in front of Xie Linge.

Xie Lingge did not reply to Zhou Yu's words, he was thinking about other things in his mind, and after a few seconds, he said: "Zhou Yu, I thought I was not a person who would be seduced by appearance, but I just found out , when facing Pan Jinlian, I seem to have really become superficial."

When Zhou Yu heard this, his expression became serious: "You..."

Xie Linge immediately said: "Don't get me wrong, I just admired it."

After saying that, Xie Lingge picked up the sesame seed bag in his hand and asked Zhou Yu, "So do you eat sesame seed cakes? I bought a little too much."

Zhou Yu said, "You bought a little too much? You bought all of them."

Xie Linge said: "You just said whether to eat or not?"

Zhou Yu originally wanted to shake his head, but what he saw at the beginning suddenly flashed through his mind. The picture of Pan Jinlian sitting in front of the biscuit stand, and the words of rejection came to his lips. In the end, by accident, he became a " Hmm" word.

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Here, Fu Zhenhong, who had sold out the biscuits, walked into the house with a book. As for the empty biscuits outside, he had no intention of pushing them back.

Wu Zhi, who quickly bought books and pictures, came back and found that all the biscuits on the booth were empty, but the man who was supposed to be sitting on the wooden bench was nowhere to be seen.

Many people around were looking at his biscuit stand, chatting in twos and threes.

Wu Zhi heard the three words Pan Jinlian from these people.

His first reaction was that something happened to Pan Jinlian.Suddenly, Wu Zhi, who was a little nervous, quickened his pace and walked quickly towards the house.

And when he entered the room, he found that Pan Jinlian was sitting on the wooden bench, playing with the leftover flour in the basin.

He played very seriously, with his brows and eyes half drooped, his slender fingers moving nimbly on the dough, as if he was pinching a doll, the tip of his nose and cheeks were rubbed with white flour.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Wu Zhi's sense of reality that melted into the atmosphere of fireworks on the other party's body caused a somewhat inexplicable and subtle throbbing in the depths of Wu Zhi's heart.

Suppressing this inexplicable emotion, Wu Zhi walked towards the man in sight.

As soon as Wu Zhi came in, Fu Zhenhong noticed him, but she didn't turn her eyes to him. It wasn't until Wu Zhi walked to his side that Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes and looked at him.

"What do you think of this?" Fu Zhenhong motioned Wu Zhi to look at the dough he kneaded.

Wu Zhi took a look, only to find that the dough doll that the other party had been pinching was actually him.

Although the dough was not made very delicately, the mask on the doll's face made it easy to see who it was.

Wu Zhi looked at the little dough figure, and then at Pan Jinlian who was holding the dough figure. The corners of the man's lips were slightly raised, and there was a casual smile in his eyes.

At this moment, the strange feeling in Wu Zhi's heart that had been suppressed just now jumped up again.Facing the smiling eyes of the man above, he actually felt a slight touch.

It's like an avenger belonging to the black abyss. When he returned from the bloody hell, he suddenly saw a sprout in front of him. He wanted to break it, but found that the sprout turned into a flower emitting light. bluegrass.

In the end, Wu Zhi pursed his lips slightly, and replied two words: "Very good."

Fu Zhenhong smiled again, put down the dough in her hand, then stood up and said, "Have you bought the book yet?"

Wu Zhi nodded: "I bought it."

Fu Zhenhong stretched out her hand: "Bring it to me to have a look."

Wu Zhi handed the bought books and paintings to Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong took a look. There were about ten books. He read each book, his eyes flicked over the words on the cover. When he saw the penultimate book, Fu Zhenhong paused slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Wu Zhi with a half-smile: "Memoirs of Fengyue?" Fu Zhenhong read out the five words on the cover of the picture book.

When Wu Zhi heard this, his body froze instantly.

After meeting Fu Zhenhong's playful eyes, he immediately explained: "These books are all chosen by the shopkeeper for me."

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "Really..."

Wu Zhi nodded, as if he was afraid that Fu Zhenhong would not believe it, and he continued: "I rushed back after paying the money, and I didn't pay attention to those who bought it back."

Fu Zhenhong smiled and said, "Why are you nervous?"

Wu Zhi lowered his eyes: "I'm afraid you misunderstood."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Fu Zhenhong said: "Since you and I are married, isn't it normal to watch it together?"

Now, Wu Zhi stopped talking, but the roots of his ears slowly turned red.

Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong reached out and touched Wu Zhi's red ears lightly.

Wu Zhi's body froze, and he took a step back.

Fu Zhenhong was overjoyed.Although he didn't know whether Wu Zhi's reaction was a complete disguise or a part of his true feelings, it didn't affect him from making fun of him.

Fu Zhenhong simply put the book on the wooden table, then took a step forward, motioning to Wu Zhi, "Stretch out your hand."

Wu Zhi didn't know what the man in front of him wanted to do, but he stretched out his hand obediently.

Fu Zhenhong took off the handkerchief and put it in Wu Zhi's palm.

Wu Zhi looked at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong raised her face slightly, "Wipe it off for me." With a smile in his eyes, faint ripples appeared in his night-like dark eyes: "My face is dirty, isn't it?" He said in a low and slow voice.