Li Sanshun took another puff of the new cigarette. Hmm, the taste is quite strong.
In the mist, Li Sanshun put down his pipe with satisfaction, "Just do it if you say so. I have been with you for three years, and your Master Li has never been a coward. Now, I will risk my life to help you get Bazhangxuan out."
Xianjin opened his mouth and wanted to ask: "If I leave the Chen family, why will you still follow me?"
He opened his mouth halfway but didn't say anything.
If you try to steal someone's girlfriend, you will be struck by lightning.
Things haven't come to that yet.
Xianjin's hands hung naturally, his face was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.
As June began, the weather became worse day by day. It was okay in the morning and evening, but at noon and in the afternoon when the sun had not set, it was like being in a steamer with a blazing fire.
Entering a closed ceiling in this kind of weather is simply torture.
The temperature in the ceiling was very high. The men took off their coats, revealing their wheat-colored arms, and stood in a row beside the 50-meter-long pulp pool, stirring it.
Xianjin tied her hair up high and casually put on a thin gown. She squeezed together with the men, bent down, touched the paper pulp, and gently kneaded it with her thumb and index finger.
"We also need to add kiwi vine juice. It won't be sticky enough, right?" Xianjin looked at Li Sanshun for advice.
Li Sanshun also touched the pulp and said concisely, "Add."
Small buckets of sour-smelling mucus were poured into the pulp pool.
Xianjin wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to say something when he saw Suo'er rushing in and whispering to Xianjin on tiptoe, "...The old lady is here, the third master is here too, and there's a young man I don't know."
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