Farmers earn a living with their sons to make money

Chapter 253 Black-bellied Jin Aotian (4)
The gossip and gossip in the capital is not about those seven aunts and eighth-mothers in Yueshan Village chatting and gossiping when they have nothing to do. But in the capital, sometimes, a rumor is equal to a life!

There was silence in the room, Jin Aotian clenched his hands into fists, thinking about the years in Lie Wang's mansion, except Mrs. Liu who washes vegetables in the kitchen is a woman, the rest are all men. In his previous cognition, once he meets a sincere person, Under his wings, no one dares to speak out, but Yun Zirao is different from all the women he met. The most important thing is the identity of Yun Zirao and Roubaozi. He could only cover it up carefully, not daring to reveal anything!
Nowadays, it is really difficult to find a female guard who can protect Yun Zirao all at once. With Zijin and the others alone, if they make a small mistake, they will be beaten to death for a reason!

"Huh?! The famous regent king of the Jin Kingdom and the high priest of the Tu Kingdom who call the wind and rain are sitting together with a bitter face. Could it be that they have encountered some earth-shattering and unsolvable major issue? It seems that my son came very timely!" Unseen Hearing his voice first, Ouyang Chenfeng's undisciplined, charming and deep voice came from outside the room. Immediately afterwards, the two people in the room saw the coquettish and wanton Ouyang Chenfeng flying into the room, all dressed in red robes. Unceremoniously sitting next to Yi Qingfeng, he picked up the teapot on the table and started pouring tea and drinking water on his own.

The movements were done in one go, as if he was the master of this other courtyard!

Jin Aotian and Yi Qingfeng looked at each other and smiled, and there was a few gleams in their eyes. Both of them were not fit enough to escort Yun Zirao back to Zhongyihou's Mansion, but Ouyang Chenfeng's identity is okay, not only okay, but also has other advantages!

Yi Qingfeng immediately told Ouyang Chenfeng what was going on in front of him. After Ouyang Chenfeng listened, he raised his legs and put them on the table. Jin Aotian and Yi Qingfeng frowned frequently with his lazy posture.

"It turns out that Xiao Yuner still has such an identity, the lady of the Zhongyi Hou Mansion, interesting! My son is currently working on Xiao Yuner's fried chicken restaurant. The fried chicken restaurant in the capital of the Five Kingdoms just opened yesterday, and the business is booming. Although Xiao Yun'er's power sometimes frightens me, but Xiao Yun'er's money-making mind is a perfect match for me..."

As soon as Yun Zirao walked to the door of Jin Aotian's room, and was about to call Jin Aotian and Yi Qingfeng for dinner, she heard Ouyang Chenfeng's death-defying voice, calling her "Little Yun'er" one by one, not mentioning her affectionate and familiar tone, what? Ming sometimes made a show of power to scare him. When did she show her power to him, why didn't she remember? !

Jin Aotian and Yi Qingfeng were also angry at Ouyang Chenfeng's address to Yun Zirao. When Jin Aotian heard the first "Little Yun'er", his face was as black as ink. The black one was about to drip water, and when he heard the words "a couple born in heaven", his eyes were full of murderous intent...

Ouyang Chenfeng saw Jin Aotian's expression in his eyes, and smiled beamingly, not realizing that Yun Ziluo was standing outside the door at this moment, looking at him like a sharp sword!
Yi Qingfeng was the first to notice Yun Zirao's arrival, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he touched his nose, seeing that Ouyang Chenfeng was still talking, his eyes flickered with sympathy.

Jin Aotian felt the change in Yi Qingfeng's eyes, glanced at it, and noticed the water-red pleated skirt fluttering at the door, the condensation on his face gradually receded, and he seemed to be looking at Ouyang Chenfeng comfortably, with a smile in the bottom of his eyes. Schadenfreude and the anticipation of watching the excitement.

(End of this chapter)