He was dissatisfied, so let's forget about the second young master Yin, he always brought this fourth brother by his mouth on weekdays, people who didn't know thought it was born by a mother,
But what happened to the third son Yin
So Mr. Zhao said, "Yin San, don't you always dislike your fourth brother?"
Third Young Master Yin was taken aback, but before he could say anything, Second Young Master Yin was furious, "You don't like fourth brother?"
Third Young Master Yin, "No, Second Brother, I'm not, I don't."
Second Young Master Yin was beaten severely when he got up.
Third Young Master Yin ran around with his head in his arms, "Second brother! Second brother! Take it easy!"
Mr. Zhao was dumbfounded, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
He said, "Hmph, I'm still the younger brother you miss so much, I'm not just a badass."
The second son of Yin and the third son of Yin turned their heads together.
Mr. Zhao, "...what are you going to do?"
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During class, the old master saw his bruised nose and swollen face and asked him.
Mr. Zhao grinned his teeth in pain, and reluctantly said that he fell outside.
When the old master turned around, he couldn't help but raise eyebrows at the young master next to him, "Hello."
Shen Mubai shook his head.
Mr. Zhao was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only bear with it and said, "How can you help me draw a picture?"
I saw the little boy stretch out two fingers.
Mr. Zhao was shocked, "What, you want twenty silver taels?"
The little boy turned to look at him, his black and white eyes were wide open.
Mr. Zhao was afraid that the other party would repent, so he endured the humiliation, "Twenty is twenty, you wait, I will bring the money today."
The new tablemates are stupid and rich, and the friends I know are also stupid and rich.
Not long after, Shen Mubai's purse was bulging.
The Second Young Master Yin and the Third Young Master Yin were originally worried that their fourth brother would be bullied, but now they live in fear every day, for fear that one day the old master and some adults will go to the Yin residence as guests.
Zhaoyang didn't like the new tutor's class, and always found excuses to delay it for a long time.
The maid was not easy to urge, so she could only persuade her patiently for a while.
Zhaoyang has always been a self-willed master, she doesn't care whether the mother concubine and father are angry or not.
"The sweet-scented osmanthus in front is blooming."
She was holding up her skirt, her brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, she was very happy.
The maid asked, "Princess, do you want to go and have a look?"
Zhaoyang raised his chin slightly and said, "Naturally."
But when she took a closer look, she found that there was a young master under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
About her age.
Zhaoyang was a little curious and couldn't help taking a closer look.
The little boy was leaning there to sleep, with a book covering his face, a green shirt full of greenery, and half of his forehead exposed was like creamy skin.
On weekdays, Zhaoyang would have made a sound.
It's just that I don't know why now, watching this picturesque scene, I can't bear to disturb it.
In the end, the little boy moved his head, and then stretched himself.
The book on his face slid down, revealing a complete face.
Zhaoyang stared intently, suffocating for breath.
In her eyes, the only cousin who is as good-looking as the person in front of her is.
The young man in front of him is so fair and good-looking at such a young age, he doesn't know how good-looking he will be when he is as old as his cousin.
Shen Mubai opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a strange female doll, blinked his eyes, "Who are you?"
The maidservant at the side couldn't help saying, "Bold, the one in front of you is Princess Zhaoyang, and you still kneel down to salute."
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