Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 75 Boys have to protect themselves (33)
After the banquet ended, Nan Huai returned to the mansion with his servants.

When he was walking, the streets were very lively. He had put on a curtain, and it was as snow-colored as he was, very cool and clean.

Yan Han who walked to the front turned around and saw Nan Huai not far away, he groaned coldly in his heart, look, no matter how good-looking you are, she came back before I waved.

He saw the lanterns in front of him. The lanterns were very delicate and lifelike. Today was the Chinese Valentine's Day, and he suddenly thought of some strategies.

He took Tan Sang's hand and said cheerfully, "Third Highness, look at that lantern."

Tan Sang raised his eyes and glanced lightly with cold eyes.

The lantern is mainly white, supplemented by pink.

This little stall has the noble habit of a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without being stained, clean and ripples without being demonic.

This flower is very similar to someone.

Tan Sang covered the smile in his eyes, turned to him and said, "Do you like it?"

Yan Han nodded shyly, like a newly married man, very shy.

Tan Sang asked the store how to sell it.

The shopkeeper looked at the sassy girl as if he was unreasonable, and explained patiently, "This lantern cannot be sold, only if you guess that the lantern is lost."

Tan Sang is so angry!

The store owner also didn't know that Tan Sang had a bad temper, and thought she didn't have any ink in her heart, so she didn't dare to guess.

I really want to smash this shop.

Tan Sang thought so, and did so, and saw that little hand clap on the table.

Papers were flying all over the sky.

The shopkeeper also understood that she wanted to tear down the shop.

But there is no way to stop it.

There are guards beside them.

"Are you selling it or not?"

Only now did the shopkeeper know what kind of big devil he had provoked.

She was full of rage and fierceness, but couldn't stand up to her beautiful appearance, so she didn't feel that much of a threat.

Then she broke the pen on the table.

Perhaps the people around him became very quiet.

Tan Sang looked back, his eyes were dazed, as if puzzled, but the next moment those beautiful eyes were full of indifference.

Nan Huai had never imagined that he and His Highness would look at each other on the street, only to receive such cold eyes.

He lowered his head, his long eyelashes concealed the expression in his eyes, and began to scratch at his clothes with cramped hands.

Yan Han originally wanted to anger Nanhuai, but he never thought that His Highness the Third Highness was so rude, it was simply unbearably vulgar.

I felt disgusted again in my heart.

Tan Sang casually left the broken pen somewhere.

He looked at the store owner with lazy and blurred eyes, "Gu is not one to force others to do anything. Just guess the question according to what you just said."

The store owner handed her the pen and said, "If you can answer all these questions correctly, this lamp will be yours."

There are three questions in total. The so-called lantern riddles are just poems. The first couplet is given for you to guess the second couplet, and the second couplet is given for you to guess the first couplet.

Tan Sang called out several times in his heart, "I'm a coward."

But the system didn't know where it died, and it refused to reply for a long time.

The main reason is that Tan Sang did too much a few days ago, completely disregarding the task.

The system was so angry that it blocked all messages.

Tan Sang twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling that she had a really good temper recently.

Holding the pen tightly in his hand, his knuckles were a little white.

Yan Han looked at the snow-white figure, and was about to take down that question.

The slender fingers and the movement of picking something are so beautiful.

Yan Han quickly stepped in and took the question.

Then with a bit of arrogance, he proudly walked towards Tan Sang.

The blank paper was thrown away, and the words inside were quite sharp, "A dash of joy and parting hatred."

Tan Sang recalled all the memories in the past hundred years, and found that the section about poetry was blank.

(End of this chapter)