Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

But for Jiaoyang, this store belongs to her, and the money belongs to her eldest brother. She earns it no matter what.

Jiaoyang's eyes were shining brightly as she waited for her white jade hairpin to be put into the jewelry box and about to fall into her hands.

The next moment, another hand suddenly stretched out from the side and snatched away the hairpin in front of Jiaoyang with lightning speed.

Jiaoyang's expression froze.

The person who came was a young man who looked about the same age as her, with a high ponytail and a splendid red dress with a waistband. He looks like a human and a dog, with skin as white as snow and greased lips. Even if he looks at people from his nostrils, his eyes seem to make him unhappy. Anyone who sees him will think he owes his family hundreds of taels of silver.

Especially when he was standing next to her now, looking down condescendingly as he was two heads taller than her, looking like a ferocious bully, and those who didn't know thought he was going to eat people.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The shopkeeper said respectfully.

"I want this hairpin, young master."

The man said something, and then ordered the boy next to him, and a few pieces of white silver fell down on the counter, making a heavy sound.

Then he put away the hairpin, turned around and left without even looking at Jiaoyang.

Jiaoyang was immediately angered. This man was just a dandy, so how could he be more dandy than her in front of her? She couldn't give up the title of the number one bully on a street in the capital to anyone else, even if the money he spent ended up being earned by her! A mere two hundred taels of silver, who can look at it!

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang called him from behind and hugged her chest leisurely: "Hey, that bull's eye in front of you."

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the man stopped immediately, turned around, came to her angrily, and glared angrily: "Who do you think has bull's eyes?"

Jiaoyang looked at the second generation ancestor in front of her. His eyes were already big, but now they looked like a pair of copper bells on his melon-seed face with a pointed chin. Aren't they just bull's eyes? Coupled with the heat that kept coming out of his nose due to his anger, not to mention his bull head, it all gave face to his father who was a candidate for general.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang raised her neck even more arrogantly. After all, she was already inferior to her in terms of height, so she couldn't lose her momentum.

The cow looked at him with wide eyes. When he saw him raising his neck, he also raised his neck, as if he was competing to see whose neck was longer. In the end, both of them were blushing and had thick necks, and no one wanted to let the other go. .

When the time was almost up, Jiaoyang finally spoke, with a hint of scorn between her brows: "This is the hairpin that I bought first."

"I don't care, will this hairpin call your name or follow you?" Niu's eyes continued to glare, looking more unreasonable than her, "Now that it has fallen into the hands of the young master, it is mine. "

As he spoke, he took out the jewelry box containing the hairpin from his arms, deliberately waved it in front of her, and then raised his head proudly, looking very flattering.

"Besides, two hundred taels of silver, a mere concubine of the prime minister's house, can you afford it? Even if you can afford it, you can't afford this hairpin with your down and out look. Don't make a fool of yourself if you wear it. .Only my son can be worthy of this hairpin, you are not worthy."

As he said that, the bull-faced gaze deliberately fell on her. He paused for a moment, and then glanced at her with sarcasm.

"What did you say?" Jiaoyang was angered again.

Calling her poor, this is the first time I have seen her, not to mention that every piece of clothes she is wearing is a limited edition in the "Huaping Pavilion". No matter how many princes and nobles fight to get it, they can't get it, let alone he. Now he is telling her that she is poor? She thinks he is either jealous or blind!

"My prince said that you are not worthy of this hairpin, and buying it for you would be a waste of money. What's wrong? Can you still beat me?"

The bull-headed man raised his head proudly, and the boy beside him had already started to reach out to pull him. After all, this was Sheng Jiaoyang, the little bully in the capital. He was not just talking about it, he might actually do it!

The bull-faced man impatiently pushed away the servants around him, not noticing Jiaoyang's gradually gloomy face.

"What are you doing? He's just a bastard. It's easier for me to crush him to death than to crush an ant to death! You guys are acting like this. Believe it or not, I will reward you with eighty big sticks each when I go back and beat you to death! It's so embarrassing! "

More and more people gathered in the store. Before the last syllable of the word "Nuutoulian" could be finished, he was unexpectedly punched in the face.

He opened his eyes wide, covered his face, and looked at Jiao Yang in front of him in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?"

The next second, before he could react, fists rained down on his pampered face.

The bull-headed face was beaten until he screamed at first, but he quickly recovered and started fighting with her in the store.

Unexpectedly, this second generation ancestor actually still has a few years left. Jiao Yang took some time out and glanced in the direction of the counter. The shopkeeper had already rubbed oil on his soles and was missing.

Seeing this scene, Jiaoyang couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

The shopkeeper either ran away or went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find his mother and tell her that he had caused trouble outside again.

Thinking about it, the lady would probably be more strict with him in the future, and the store would be smashed to pieces because of the confrontation with him. As for these losses, it seemed unrealistic for the second-generation ancestor to compensate her.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang's mood became more and more gloomy, and her hands gradually lost their weight.

Sheng Yuzhi, who was waiting outside, gradually realized something was wrong. Coupled with the screams and exclamations coming from the store, panic suddenly welled up in his heart.

"The sun."

He quickly threw down the bags in his hands, lost his usual calmness, and when he ran in like flying, what he saw was the scene of his brother pressing the arrogant Prince Xie to the ground and beating him wildly.

Prince Xie was pressed to the ground, his face was bruised and bruised, and he looked miserable.

"elder brother."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a while, put away her fists, got up from the bull-headed face, and came to him, looking like a good baby again.

Good guy, she forgot about Sheng Yuzhi who was still waiting outside.

Sheng Yuzhi met her eyes and was slightly stunned.

In the end, it was Sheng Yuzhi who helped pay for the damage in the store, and the bull-faced man walked away cursing with his face covered.

After all, after all, Sheng Yuzhi was considered his own. Although Jiaoyang was dissatisfied with the result, with so many people watching the fun at the time, it seemed that this was the only way.

But for now, the thing that bothered her the most was that her brother seemed angry.

He pursed his lips and ignored her all the way. He was even more silent when he entered the carriage just now.

Jiaoyang thought, how could this be possible? After all, Sheng Yuzhi was not only an easy money bag for her, but also a person she relied on in the prime minister's house.

Everything had just begun, how could she be willing to end it.

Two chapters in one.