Yuehua never believed that there was anything in the world that she couldn't get, until Li Junran arrived. Even he himself didn't understand why he was so obsessed with this baby-faced person who was so heartless and put on airs just because he was older. He knew he couldn't fall in head-first, but he couldn't look away and was out of control.
Li Junran felt that the dead kid in the kiln was born to defeat him. Even though he had "Wanhuayuan", the largest gold sales cave in the capital, he always liked to be an antique profiteer and extorted a large piece of "meat" from him. Every time, he felt so distressed that he almost fell to the ground and rolled around. Didn't he say that it would be easy to get these weird antiques by yourself? The little guy said lightly: "This thing is a monster. If we don't get rid of it immediately, there may be a bloody disaster in the near future." Then he asked the little follower Qiu Sheng to give away their spoils. He was really angry!
Yue Hua shrugged, waved her white fan coquettishly, half-hidden her face, and smiled with a pair of crescent eyes: He really didn't lie to him, look, there is a ghost hand crawling out of the teapot behind you... But forget it, you have yourself here to protect this bastard Li Junran, unless you die first, otherwise it would be great to live a leisurely life like this.