Sick Master Fu's little flirtatious tits are fierce and sweet

Fu Hongyun pushed a cart of cakes to the entrance of a shopping mall.

The scale of the shopping mall is not comparable to that of a big city, but it is the highest-level shopping mall in a small county.

Fu Hongyun placed the cake trolley in the place with the largest traffic on the pedestrian street.

It was just before lunch, when people tended to be hungry.

The tall, handsome man with outstanding temperament stood on the street, immediately attracting the attention of passers-by.

"Come and see, this man has such white skin, such long eyelashes, such a straight nose, and such a red mouth, he is not human at all, he is a silicone model!"

"I've never seen such a handsome man in my life! He looks like a painting."

"Which family is this young man? My Erya should be getting married too. I think this young man is very suitable. He is a perfect match with my Erya."

"Aunt Zhang, you have to speak with conscience. Such a handsome man is standing next to your erya, and your erya is still not set off, just like Zhu Bajie!"

"You are Zhu Bajie, your whole family is Zhu Bajie! My family's erya is called Zhuyuan Yurun. In the Tang Dynasty, it would be the reincarnation of Concubine Yang Gui."

……

A group of people talked a lot, and several old ladies were no longer satisfied with watching from afar, and walked to the man's cake cart.

Fu Hongyun is concentrating on drawing a poster on a piece of paper.

The silver-haired mellow lady with curly hair came over and looked at the man lovingly.

Looking at it closely, it's even more incredible.

Every pore of this young man's body was glowing.

Almost blinded her presbyopia of [-] degrees.

This man is going to marry Er Ya from her family.

Then wouldn't she be able to embrace the same beautiful little grandson.

The more Aunt Zhang thought about it, the more excited she became.

It was as if the little grandson she imagined could be born immediately.

Feeling the chill behind Fu Hongyun, he turned his head and saw a kind old aunt.

Aunt Zhang looked at the man and blurted out: "Young man, how much is it for you?"

Fu Hongyun: Aunt Zhang slapped her thigh: "Oh, look at my mouth, how much is your cake?"

Fu Hongyun pasted the simple version of the poster he had drawn on the cake cart, and said slowly: "The small one is fifty, the big one is one hundred."

"It's so expensive, it's enough for me to eat corn bread for a month."

Aunt Zhang pursed her lips and sighed.

A cake is not as big as her face, but she dares to sell fifty or hundreds of pieces.

This foreign thing is a scam.

With a clatter, a group of elderly aunts gathered around, chattering at Fu Hongyun.

"How much is the cake, young man?"

"Small fifty and big one hundred."

The air was silent for a moment.

……

It's not unaffordable either.

After all, I have saved money for a lifetime, and my wallet is relatively full.

How poor can a master who often goes shopping in this commercial center be.

It's just that for middle-aged and elderly people who are used to living frugally, they need to think about it.

A group of people stopped asking about the cake, and instead asked about topics that they were more interested in.

"Young man, how old are you this year?"

Fu Hongyun was patient: "22..."

"Yo, so young, are you married?"

Fu Hongyun raised her head, her starry eyes were deep: "I'm engaged..."

Auntie: A moment of silence.

"It's okay to get engaged, you can look at other things!"

"Yes, yes, read more before getting married, so as not to marry the wrong person."

"Young man, it's okay to get engaged, we don't dislike you."

Fu Hongyun: A group of middle-aged and elderly women talked non-stop around Fu Hongyun, vying to introduce him to someone.

A loud shout came suddenly.

"Whether you want to buy cakes or not, if you don't buy them, then hurry up and don't delay people's business."

Aunt Zhang was full of anger, and yelled at the group of people.

A group of people turned to look at her, very unconvinced: "Oh, I thought who it was, it turned out to be Aunt Zhang."

"Looking at what Aunt Zhang said, I thought it was delaying your business."

"Aunt Zhang, is your erya married yet? Don't be like the eldest ya until you are left alone."

A group of people all know each other's little thoughts, and there are daughters in the family who are waiting to be married.

Even if you don't have one, you can look for it first.

Anyway, you don't need money everywhere.

It's not a loss that the other party is so handsome.

Such a high-quality man who is rare in a century.

Be sure to strike first.

What kind of bad intentions can a bunch of old grandmas have?

It's just that he talks with guns and sticks unconsciously.

Aunt Zhang listened to their ridicule, of course she had to go back ironically.

"Every day is red and white, worrying about other people's affairs all day long, it sounds like I'm living a life like myself."

"You bought low-priced vegetables today, and you saved a few cents, which is really a huge sum."

"A group of people going to this pole is like a telephone pole. It not only delays other people's business, but also delays me from buying cakes."

A group of people couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately counterattacked: "Then you should buy it."

"I've been standing there dryly for almost an hour, and I haven't seen you pay a red ticket."

Aunt Zhang was very disdainful, and took out two red notes from her pocket with a swish, and slapped them on the cake cart.

"Bring me two big ones."

Fu Hongyun quickly opened the packing box, smiled professionally, and handed both hands to Aunt Zhang.

"Thank you for your visit."

"You go slowly..."

The service attitude of the standard salesperson is neither humble nor overbearing, and is full of professionalism.

Aunt Zhang carried two cakes and raised them high to everyone's faces, with a proud expression on her face.

"See, whoever doesn't buy is a grandson."

A group of old aunts couldn't take it anymore: "It's as if someone can't afford it."

"Boy, give me two."

"I want three."

"I want four."

……

They are all people who have lived for dozens of years, but now they are like children, scrambling to buy cakes to eat.

In less than 3 minutes, Fu Hongyun had sold [-] cakes.

The masses have a herd mentality.

A lot of people surrounded an unremarkable small cake cart, and passers-by stopped to watch.

Seeing that group of elderly grandmas vying for me to buy cakes, I was a little skeptical.

How delicious is this cake?

So many people buy it.

That must be delicious!

Before I knew it, there was a long queue beside the cake cart.

Fu Hongyun packed quickly, almost without a moment's pause.

"Excuse me, jump in a team and jump in a team."

Aunt Zhang is here again.

Also pulling a chubby young girl.

The girl is round and round, looks like a doll in a New Year painting, exuding a festive atmosphere.

New Year's picture doll: "Mom, I've told you hundreds of times, I don't want to find a partner."

Aunt Zhang: "Look at how old you are. If you don't get married, you will become an old woman. When the time comes, no one will want to marry."

"No one wants anything. I earn money and spend it myself. Why do I need men? What are men? I don't want them yet."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aunt Zhang became angry: "If you talk nonsense again, your mouth will be torn apart."

Erya rubbed her arms aggrievedly: "Just the one you introduced to me, who looks like a grown-up man, how could you let me get married? I'm afraid that a monster will be born."

Aunt Zhang continued to speak earnestly: "This time is different, this time this one is so handsome that pigs are drooling."

Erya: "It's none of my business for a pig to drool, I'm not a pig. No way, Mom, what do you mean... the person you introduced to me looks like a pig!!"

Aunt Zhang slapped Erya again: "What are you talking about, this time it's really different, every woman wants to marry, if I'm 20 years younger, it's your turn to be a girl like you."

Er Ya pursed her lips, feeling that her mother was bragging again: "I don't believe it, you just lied to me."

"Even a woman wants to marry."

"No matter how handsome he is, can he be as handsome as my idol?"

Aunt Zhang took Er Ya's arm and walked forward: "Who is your idol?"

Erya: "My idol is Fu Hongyun, the three-gold actor."

"I don't believe that the cake seller is more handsome than Fu Hongyun."