Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 60 Duan Yijun said that what you borrow is what you borrow
Duan Yijun moved his lips, and just as he was about to speak, Nan Yuan's eyes lit up again, and she ran to lift up her skirt with her little hand, before she could put out her golden token, Duan Yijun suppressed it with one hand.

Nan Yuan looked at Duan Yijun with a guilty conscience, and said weakly, "I'll just cut a piece."

A slice is enough for their various expenses in this market.

Duan Yijun had a cold and handsome face, and seemed to be even more stingy than Nan Yuan, and said coldly: "No! You are not allowed to show it in the market."

It seems that this token is very important.

It was a pity in her heart for a while, Nan Yuan nodded disappointedly: "Okay!"

He could only reluctantly take a look at the candied haws he held in his hand, and reluctantly planned to return it.

Duan Yijun said lightly: "Wait."

Nan Yuan couldn't take her eyes off the oily candied haws, and when she heard Duan Yijun's words, she asked blankly, "What are you waiting for?"

Could it be that Duan Yijun is going to ask Lingyun and Chuci for money to buy her candied haws?

There was no answer, only a candied haws delivered to her hand, Nan Yuan turned around, and Duan Yijun had long since disappeared.

The boss who sold the candied haws was so affected by the two that he couldn't do business, so he couldn't help asking with a bad attitude: "How? If you don't have money to buy it, return it to me. I have to go elsewhere to do business!"

After saying those words, an ingot of vain silver appeared in front of him. The boss's eyes lit up, and he had nothing to say for a moment.

Nan Yuan exclaimed in surprise: "Duan Yijun!"

The two bought candied haws, and Nan Yuan took a bite contentedly. The sweet and sour taste was indeed very unique.

Nan Yuan walked away and looked around, and asked curiously: "Didn't Lingyun and Chu... the lieutenant come back together?"

Duan Yijun: "The money is not from them."

Nan Yuan wondered: "Where did the money come from?"

Duan Yijun turned around with Nan Yuan, facing a magnificent restaurant named: Zuixianglou.

Duan Yijun said lightly: "I borrowed it."

"Borrowed?" Nan Yuan became more and more confused, looking at the Zuixiang Building that came into view, Nan Yuan pointed out: "Borrowed from this restaurant?"

On the other hand, Duan Yijun looked calmer than Nanyuan: "Yes."

After getting the correct answer, Nan Yuan subconsciously took a step towards Duan Yijun, and hypnotized herself weakly in her heart: I don't know him, I don't know him.

She didn't believe that with Duan Yijun's character, he could be gentle and humble with others, and just use his own martial arts to steal some of the restaurant's money.

Feeling guilty, she ran away until she was one street away from Zuixianglou, and Nan Yuan slowed down. Before she finished eating the candied haws in her hand, she saw the roasted duck, which was roasted to a golden color and smelled like meat. , Nan Yuan subconsciously called out: "Duan Yijun."

Nan Yuan stopped in front of the roast duck stall, raised her smiling face, and asked weakly, "Is there any extra money we borrowed? Do you want to use the money we borrowed to buy half a roast duck?"

Sure enough, smart people need to bow their heads to life.

The money Duan Yijun said was borrowed was naturally borrowed, and they couldn't afford it anyway.

Thinking of this, Nan Yuan suddenly felt relieved. She didn't buy too many snacks in the market, but she wanted to buy one or two of each to try something new. When she heard the applause and yelling in front of her, Nan Yuan immediately shouted. Duan Yijun squeezed into the crowd, and sure enough, he saw the street performer that he had always dreamed of.

Crushing a boulder on her chest, breathing fire from her mouth, dancing a lion, eating snacks, and seeing street performers, the smile on Nan Yuan's little face never disappeared.

(End of this chapter)