my son is paralyzed

Ziye lowered his head and looked at the boy with an indifferent expression. The boy looked about [-] years old, and he had a fat little face that made people want to pinch him. Out of hand, the boy just wanted to hold Ziye's hand and stand up, but he was in vain, and his face hurt instead...

After squeezing it, it was as good as I imagined, Ziye nodded: "It feels good."

boy:……

"My hall is asking you to pull me up! It's not stupid hall pinching your face! Idiot!" Mao Gai couldn't help roaring, ahhh!The handsome, handsome and heroic face of the hall was actually pinched!Even the face that the father and mother had never pinched was actually pinched!

Ziye looked at the boy quietly, the long eyelashes printed deep and shallow shadows on the eyelids, and the blood-colored pupils glowed with a strange light, making people ignore his delicate face, and only sunk deeply into it. In a bottomless blood.

Ziye looked at the boy for a while, then turned around and left. When the boy came back to his senses, he couldn't even see Ziye's back, ahhh!Damn it!The boy beat the ground with his small fists, but it wasn't because Ziye didn't pull him up, but—"I didn't ask his name for such a good-looking person, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Unforgivable!"

……

Ziye, who was far away, could still hear a faint roar, but he didn't take it to heart, but thought that this month's money was about to be spent, but there were still many days before the end of the month.

Looking at the sky, it's very late, it's time to go back, otherwise Yin'er will be nagging again, let's talk about money tomorrow.

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Early the next morning, Ziye got up early. Today was the first time he opened his business after being out of business for so long. How could he let Ye Lingxiao follow him!Must get rid of him!

Sure enough, when Ziye came to the wall, he didn't see Ye Lingxiao's figure, he was relieved, and Ziye climbed over the wall and went out.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ye Lingxiao appeared by the wall. This day Ye Lingxiao waited all morning, but he didn't wait for his little guy...

After leaving the palace, Ziye went straight to Wanxiang Tower, which is the number one restaurant in Linyuan Imperial Capital, although the name is more like a brothel...Ziye made an appointment with Jun Wuxie early on to meet here, because Jun Wuxie is the master of Mirror Hall , so Ziye can directly take the task from Jun Wuxie.

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Because of the age problem, Ziye was directly ignored by Xiao Er, and when he was depressed, he saw Jun Wuxie waving at him on the second floor, today Jun Wuxie was still dressed in brightly colored clothes, like a parrot == really conspicuous .

Ziye went straight up to the second floor, "Xiaoye, you're pretty punctual." Jun Wuxie crossed her legs, looking like a playboy like a rich and jaded boy.

Zi Ye nodded, and sat down opposite Jun Wuxie, and when Zi Ye was seated, Jun Wuxie called Xiao Er up, waved his hand, and said boldly: "Order whatever you want, you're welcome, I'm treating you today .”

Two large characters popped up in Ziye's mind, local tyrant...

Why are you being polite to local tyrants?Zi Ye was still quite reserved and said to Xiaoer: "Here are some signature dishes and two jugs of wine. The wine needs to be more than 20-year-old daughter red or freshly brewed pear flower wine. It's fine." After a pause, Zi Ye said again: " It would be even better if there is old Jiangnan rice wine." Drinking Nurhong is based on the year, and the longer the year, the more mellow it is, and the pear blossom wine is different. After a long time, the faint floral fragrance will gradually dissipate, and the taste will no longer be there. Rice wine is different from these two wines. It doesn't feel like drinking at first, but it has a lot of stamina.

Xiao Er agreed, Jun Wuxie tapped her hand with her fan, and sighed: "It seems that Xiao Ye is also a connoisseur of drinking, this season's pear blossom stuffing is the most delicious, come to my house another day, and I will treat you to drink tribute wine."

"Okay." In this era, the alcohol content is low and the purity is not high. Even the strongest wine is not as high as Erguotou. Ziye likes alcohol, but the amount of alcohol is not high. In modern times, he is afraid of getting drunk and losing vigilance, so he dare not drink too much Drink, in this ancient time, the alcohol content is low, so it is completely stress-free to drink.

The two of you were chatting one sentence at a time, but the noise suddenly came from downstairs, Zi Ye didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but who knows, a few young masters who were dressed exactly like the Jun Wu Xie they met for the first time actually went straight to him Coming towards them.

"Who asked you to sit here? Don't you know that this is my exclusive seat?" the nouveau riche son Jia said arrogantly with his nostrils facing the sky.

"I really don't know." Who is Jun Wuxie?The fighter jet among the rich, the Boeing 747 among the nouveau riche, the most intolerable thing is someone pretending to be aggressive in front of him! "My son only knows that I paid the money, my son, and eating here is only right and proper."

This location is close to the window and overlooks the entire lobby. It is indeed the best location on the second floor.

"How much did you pay? I'll pay you twice, no, triple! But you have to give me this position." Upstart B squinted at Jun Wuxie, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, and shook them. The crackling sound.

Jun Wuxie propped her chin with one hand, her peach blossom eyes were full of frivolity and disdain: "If you pretend to be aggressive in front of me, who are you?"