Chapter 131 (1/2)

Worried that Murong Luoyue would make a small temper with him again, she whispered gently in his ear: ”OK, OK, I'm wrong. I won't play such a joke with you again, OK. For the sake of loving you and liking you so much, forgive me this time. ”

Zhang Haolin found that since he was hit in the head by the nine color God stone, his eloquence not only improved by leaps and bounds, but also came with sweet words. Just now this sentence was changed into that he couldn't think of breaking his head before. But now it's so easy to say. It's fucking cool!

As Zhang Haolin expected, he said this as soon as he said it. Murong Luoyue, who was still very angry just now, couldn't help being happy. But on the surface, he was still taut and unwilling to pay attention to him. But just in a hurry to get out of his arms, he fell back again, leaned tightly on him and let him walk.

Knowing that he had let the little beauty calm down, Zhang Haolin was even more proud. His hand slipped down, so he directly hugged Murong Luoyue's slender waist, and then hugged her all the way. He didn't mean to loosen it at all.

However, the small vendor walking in front listened to the flirting of the little couple behind him. From beginning to end, he smiled as he walked.

He felt that the better their relationship was, the better it would be for him. When he took out the aloe wood string, even if he asked too much, the smelly boy must take into account the mood of the beauty and take it directly. If he had any hesitation, it would inevitably make the little beauty feel that he was reluctant to spend money. When the time comes, the smelly boy will have nowhere to cry.

So with his own wishful thinking, the small vendor led Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue into his shop. Looking at the rows of shops with red lanterns and ancient charm. Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue found that the shop the vendor entered was the largest around.

Therefore, Zhang Haolin understood why the aloes strings of other vendors were fake, many of which were mixed and shoddy products. However, this stall sells imitation goods wrapped with aloes chips, which makes it clear that it is higher than these people.

Zhang Haolin and Murong Luoyue, who were behind the vendor, had not yet entered the door. Murong Luoyue, who felt strange, pulled Zhang Haolin. As they walked in with him, they whispered in his ear: ”wood, don't you think this vendor is very strange? Why go out to set up a stall when you have such a big store? ”

Murong Luoyue, who really didn't understand the market situation, followed the vendor the more she thought his behavior was strange. According to the truth, the economic ability of tourists is not poor. If you really want to buy a real aloes string, you shouldn't go to the stall to buy it.

But thinking so, Murong Luoyue looked back at the shops around him. They were almost empty. Look at the hand string market not far away. There are so many people pouring in. Those who pick and choose on those stalls are tourists dressed well. So for a moment, Murong Luoyue doubted her judgment.