Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

Gas.

Ah, this freedom is fragrant.

Thinking of the big friends saying that Lang Su is going to buy potted flowers.

And his friends who don't give money in the family, Lang Su is in the government in the government, but even he gave one hundred and two. Silver ticket, he took a few months, it is also a huge amount, buying potted flowers is not more than enough.

According to the news given by the small partner, he finally found the sale of flowers.

Lang Su saw a red bright strange plant.

Long, pointed, it's red.

His hand just placed it all over, and his shoulder was taken.

One turned, it was the handsome face of Wei Ming.

Lang Sui is soft, almost didn't give it.

"His Majesty, Hi ..."

"After all, you, my ambassador, no need to give gifts."

If you cut him, ask him, "Do you want this?"

Lang Su is a real point.

"But I want it too."

He immediately learned the time, "I don't want it."

"Okay, your nephew is still very good, Zhang Yuan, take money."

The Wei Ming said that this pot of red pepper was taken in his hand, and it was going to see, but he listened to a arrogant voice.

"This strange thing, this son bought it."

This is familiar with the sound ...

Lang Su turned to see it, it really is Fan Yuancai, is looking for them here.

He carefully went to see the face of the war.

On the face of Junmei, laughing is gone.

"This flower, I have paid two silver."

If the Wei Ming said, there is no way to give up, but more disdainful high-rise, smile, "How much is you bought, this son is double price."

He said that the migraine took a look, "I am not like some people, others don't want things."

Fan Yuancai finished, just waiting to be angry with Lang Su, and did not have an angry on his face.

Instead, I look at him with a strange look.

What is the situation, Lang Su is closed at home for a few months, is the brain?

At this time, the strange young man opened again, "I don't sell this."

"Don't sell?"

If the usual Fan Yuan is still not good, but the death of the Lang Su is there, and then follows a few friends, how can he be willing to be faced?

A strange man standing opposite a side, seeing his face strange, and has never been seen in Beijing, it is not a child in Beijing, and immediately straight back.

He is aggressive, "Do you don't sell something? Do you know who I am? Know who I am? If I am annoyed, I can let you ..."

Lang Su almost did not be scared by his bold, even busy, he did not say more, he loudly:

"Fan Yuancai, you give me a mouth, you ..."

"okay."

A slender hand stopped in front of him, and Wei Ming said that he looked at Fan Yuan, slowly put the flowers in his hand back, asked, "You have to buy this flower, but you have to go to the palace."

"natural."

"Okay, this flower is given to you."

Looking at this long-awaited strange man put down the flower, Fan Yuan smiled and smiled. "Lang Su, the people you brought courageous?"

If it is before, Lang Su may also be with him, but now he is only compassionate about this dead end.

He stepped forward, under the line of sight of the Fan Yuan, reached out and gently patted his shoulders, full of sympathetic sigh.

"You two days, what you want to eat, eat more."

I am afraid, I can't eat it later.

Fan Yuanyi looked at him inexplicably, "You are not closed in the house!"

Lang Su looked at him and sighed, "I am waiting for you to thank me."

Three days later

In a pelky bowl, Fan Yuan is shaking, and it is scared that his face is paleward.

The handsome man wearing a black robes looked at a pot of red in front of him. He didn't care, "I don't know who you are, who is you."