fairy tales

Chapter 667 Little Master (1)
Langhuan blessed land, heaven and earth.

Glazed tiles, golden gates, brilliant brilliance, and the magnificent palace are extraordinary. Under the sunshine, the white marble paving the floor is crystal clear and emits bright light. On the bright white marble, there are sixteen beautiful girls standing with different postures and figures. Hot, curvaceous; slender and beautiful, sweet and delicate; charming and charming.Extremely provocative.

But at this time, the welcoming lady who was supposed to greet the guests with a smile on her face turned pale, all flowers paled, and it was a tragedy in life. If you know who a person is, it is not too much to cook in a frying pan.

Outside the hall, there was noise one after another. Although it was early in the morning, there were many onlookers around here.

"Boy, go home and drink milk, your mother is still waiting for you." A slightly joking voice sounded. The son-in-law of the urban management Mr. Zhang in the city, at the moment he looks arrogant, pretending to be a tiger, but he has a bit of a tyrannical (tyrannical) air.

And beside him, there are several young servants dressed in the same clothes, only one of them, he is gorgeously dressed, has a face like a crown jade, has a dignified appearance, holds a folding fan, and looks like a handsome young man.

Obviously, he is Mr. Zhang's son, Mr. Zhang.

The folding fan directly hit the boy who spoke in front, Zhang Xiao said, "Damn, are you the son or am I the son? I haven't even spoken yet, why are you so anxious? You dare to steal my limelight, you don't want to live anymore?"

The little servant hurriedly withdrew, "My lord, please, my lord, I just think that to deal with such a four or five-year-old child, I don't need my lord to do it myself, and the younger one will do it for me."

"Well... not bad, boy, follow me well, I think you have a bright future, work hard, and I will raise your salary for you in the future." Xiao Zhang knocked on the boy's head again, walked to the front of the crowd, with a feeling The posture of the stars holding the moon.

The autumn wind in the early morning was mild, and his long hair fluttered slightly. Zhang Xiaoheng looked coldly at the young man in front of him, and shouted: "Boy, get out of here quickly, don't stand in the way of my good deeds, or don't blame me for being rough."

The young man was only six or seven years old, but he had red lips and white teeth. He was handsome and handsome. He was wearing a scarf and gorgeous clothes. He stood with his hands behind his back. He looked like a peerless master. If you’re still here, then I won’t be polite.”

Due to his young age, his voice was a little immature. When everyone heard it, they all burst into laughter and began to discuss and criticize each other.

"Whose child is this? He looks so cute."

"I really like this kid."

……

Everyone spoke, but the young man treated them indifferently.

"Boy, get out of here, don't get in the way of my beauty." Xiao Zhang said again, with a slight smile on his face because of the young man's words just now.

A brat is a brat.

"One!" The boy began to count.

(End of this chapter)