The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

As the shopkeeper said, he carefully observed Huang Fulian's face, and prayed anxiously in his heart, hoping that the king would not take the blame for his son's rudeness just now.

Huangfulian didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"Shopkeeper, are your pastries ready to eat?" The pastries baked in the oven have already exuded bursts of fragrance, Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, showing a salivating expression.

In front of food, she doesn't care about being rude.

Moreover, she didn't feel that the shopkeeper's son was so rude just now, he just glanced at her more, and it didn't matter [

Generally speaking, when a stranger appears at home, it is normal to look twice more.

"Ah! Look at my memory, I was so busy talking, I forgot that there were still pastries baked in the oven." The shopkeeper suddenly came back to his senses, slapped his forehead, turned his head quickly, took a cloth as a cushion, and opened the oven. the door.

As soon as the small furnace door was opened, a strong aroma immediately came out, filling the entire hall.

Really delicious!

Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, held her face in her hands, and showed an expectant expression.

In the next second, she stood up without thinking, rushed to the shopkeeper's side, stretched out her hand and pinched the pastries on the small plate in front of the shopkeeper, the movement speed was so fast that Huang Fulian had no time to stop it.