Chapter 5277: 5.1029 Doing a thief
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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker
- Zi Yunxi
- 627 characters
- 2021-01-29 05:00:46
Chapter 5277 5.1029 Like A Thief
Seeing that he couldn't move, he was so anxious that he was "dead? Come here, take this door down!"
"Homeowner, there are many gardens in Xianglan Mountain, and there are many rich people. You all know each other's appearance. In case anyone is seen!"
The pianist is not mad at one place, "Why is this pianist invisible?"
It's not that you can't see anyone in the house, but now you don't allow you to see people at all.
As soon as your arrogance and domineering appearance appeared, the imperial court might immediately receive the wind and learn that this is the Qinfu industry.
I'll seal it up for you in minutes!
"Crack." The door opened from the inside of the talk, revealing a gap.
A young man in red with exposed clothes and a beautiful leg exposed, hurriedly greeted the master of the piano as a thief and lowered his voice, "Master, please whisper quietly, don't be alarmed and attract people come."
"This is the private property that the son managed to survive. If the trouble is gone, the son will not know where to live then."
The guards who followed the master of the violinist drew their lips at the same time.
They could clearly see that the big blue tendon on the head of the owner jumped several times!
Presumably to be congested with anger ...
He came to visit his son, and the son greeted him like a thief ...
What about the majesty of the head of his family?
It was a joke to say it!
"Where is the boss? Where is the person? Let him roll out to see me immediately!" The master of the qin yelled at the young man in red and hurriedly rushed up to hold his mouth.
The fragrant wind rushed towards the face and throbbed the master of the piano.
What kind of fairies are these guys? Men are not like men, with bare chests and legs. His son, shouldn't he be distorted by these fairies? ?
Throwing away the young man's hand, Qin Ying pointed at him and was about to drink.
Hongyi quickly opened the door a little, and hooked his fingers directly at the crowd, "Hurry up, come in and come in again."
The guards yanked their lips, lowered their heads, and rushed into the door with the master.
In red, he closed the door, patted his chest with his hands, and threw a wink at the crowd. "Oh, it's scary. This is one of the few private properties of the son, in case it is seized , Then our family can only sleep on the street. "
Qin Ling pointed at the red suit and screamed "Go!"
Hong Yima turned around and ran, and after a hurry, he disappeared.
Everyone: ...
What a wonderful thing this eldest son is all around!
The pianist was out of breath.
But saw a person walking slowly on the long path.
Looking at the slow pace, in fact, they walked a few miles to reach them in an instant.
"Fan Meng has seen the owner." The man with a face of Qingjun stooped and gave a gift to the host.
The master of the harp was holding a fire in his stomach. "Where is the child? Let him see me."
"My subordinate has notified the son. The owner please sit down for a while."
The master of the Qin family angrily followed Fan Meng through the corridor aisle, all the way to the garden side door, and to a tea pavilion.
Just listening to a lazy voice laughed and said, "Dad, I heard that you made a big noise at the front door. What is this?"
"My son's private property in Beijing is running out. If you are well-known, you will definitely attract a kid with the last name of Mo and seal my property!"
The owner turned back and frowned, his nose twitching.
(End of this chapter)