Chapter 193: : Miss Jia

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Mahjong hit more than twelve o'clock.
Song Yunqi won several consecutive wins, and Hu’s special ghost.
The Gangcheng people especially believe in the direction of Feng Shui.
Rong Liu and a few people are taking advantage of the position that Song Yunqi did today is particularly good, and strongly demanded to change seats.
Song Yunxi hesitated for a moment and exchanged the seats for them to take turns.
However, after she won seven games in a row, several people felt that they might go out today without looking at the Huang Li.
Both Zhong Yuan and Zhong Wei’s fingers were taken down and placed in the hands of Song Yunxiao.
Song Yunxuan took a long time to look at it for a long time. He also felt happy. He got up and left the game: "This is really beautiful. I went there for a while, indifferent, you help me to top it."
Chu Mo's eyebrows were slightly picked, and there was no refusal to silence.
At the table, I changed a group of people. It is a bit depressed for Zhong Yuan and Zhong Wei to output the heirloom.
Rong Liu ran to drink tea with Song Yunxiao.
"The Emerald's jade finger has been heard for three hundred years, and you have to be steady."
"Okay." She answered her voice and lifted her finger to the height. The warm feeling and the pure color were indeed top grades.
It has been well deserved to be placed in a heavy family as a heirloom for hundreds of years.
Rong Liu also teased him: "If you fall, you will be hardworking with you."
"So terrible?" She was surprised.
No. 6 nod, give her a smile: "This thing has always been worn by the three generations of the single pass of the heavyweight, and the heavy family can not take this finger off casually, if this finger falls on someone else's In their hands, they almost want to think that the heavy yuan is being bullied by anyone."
"This way." Song Yunyi lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the jade on his hand.
Rong Liu said to her for a while, and was called by the bells over there.
Before leaving, he joked with Song Yunxiao: "Heavy yuan will not let this thing stay in your hand for more than one day. He will definitely pay a high price to redeem this thing in advance."
Wen Yan, Song Yun's mouth smirked, put the finger on his thumb and nodded: "I will give it to him."
However, it will definitely not be tonight.
Xu is a happy mother to play with them, and there is no meaning in the early morning.
Song Yunxiao couldn't hold it, and he greeted him and went to sleep first.
Before returning to the room, she looked side-by-side at the mahjong table and looked deep.
Gangcheng is a big dye tank, but since ancient times, the more chaotic the world, the more heroes will emerge.
Even if the port city is a large dyeing tank, the dragon king of the water depth will not dare to squat, but if you seize the opportunity to lie down this deep water. Maybe you will find something useful for yourself.
Her fingers rubbed the finger and went back to sleep.
At three o'clock in the night, she slept.
Someone opened the quilt, went to bed, pulled her over, and hugged her arms in her arms.
She is very familiar with the powerful arm, but she is a little sleepy.
His kiss was fine and warm, and it was applied to her skin.
She was printed with a hickey on her neck, and she opened her eyes. The eyes under her long lashes looked at him, a little bit stunned: "Don't you play?"
"It's not fun to play with them."
Song Yunxuan's hairline was opened, and his fingers picked up her hair and wrapped it around her fingers.
The tall, wide body pressed her and kissed her deeply.
The kiss was soft and entangled, but the heart was excited, and the chest was slightly more undulating.
The heart in the chest also beats more and more quickly.
His fingers peeled off the shoulders of her pajamas, and the rounded shoulders were exposed to the air, white as jade.
Song Yunxiao felt that there was a slight coolness, and it was too late to squash his body. The whole person was wrapped up by him.
There is a slight touch on the free touch on the skin, and she can't help but reveal the whisper of the slut.
Chu Mo's chest is hot, and her body is ironing.
She didn't go over, the hair was stuck on the side of her face, couldn't help the kind of squeaky feeling, lifted her fingers, and the white teeth gently bite her fingers.
His voice is gentle: "Don't bite, hurt."
She blinked a little, faintly looking at his face and facial features, slightly thought of God.
When she was still a long song, why didn’t she find that she was treated like this?
She frowned, not looking away, not rejecting him.
Three in the morning.
The night is dark.
This should be a room.
Suddenly, Song Yunxiao’s stomach tumbling.
The whole person instantly woke up from the confusion that seemed to rise to the cloud.
She pushed away the desert and hurriedly went down from the bed and went straight to the glass table in the bathroom, and spit it out.
This vomiting problem is getting worse.
She spit uncomfortable.
Chu Mo Yu came over and gently helped her to shoot back.
The slender eyebrows are also wrinkled, the eyebrows have shallow creases, and the bottom of the eye is also suspected: "Tomorrow, change the hospital to do the inspection."
The results of the inspection at Hina Hospital were originally without doubt, but the symptoms of Song Yunxiao were really strange.
The good atmosphere was suddenly broken.
Song Yunxiao spit for a long time before he went back to rest.
Chu Mo Yu took her to her arms and did not continue.
Song Yunxiao slept heavily and didn't wake up at eight o'clock the next morning.
Chu Mou had to go out beforehand, and gave her a curtain to open a curtain before leaving.
When the sun rises, the light that comes in is moved to Song Yun's body.
Song Yun opened his eyes and saw the sun. He lifted his white arm and covered his eyes. The glare of the sun was blocked.
She lay down on the bed for a while, and her thin eyebrows wrinkled.
Then, wash, dress, and go out.
The Yangshan villa is equipped with a special driver. Even if it is not in the desert, her travel is no longer restricted.
When she passed the pharmacy, she was a little embarrassed.
The driver saw her eyes staring at the pharmacy and asked her respectfully: "Miss Song, are you going to the pharmacy?"
Song Yun’s eyebrows shook his head indifferently:
No.

The pharmacy can slow down and go. Now the most important thing is to go to Tianzangfang first.
Hong Kong City Tianzang Square, the most prestigious copy agency in Hong Kong.
When she was a Gu Changge, she made a special trip to Tianzangfang to see the highest person in charge of Tianzangfang.
This agency is dedicated to copying a wide variety of things.
To put it simply, it is actually a professional household that manufactures fake products.
Many of the antiques of the Hong Kong City auction house and the fake celadon are all secretly produced by Tianzangfang.
However, since it is secretly produced, there are not many people who know Tianzangfang.
People in the upper class of the Gangcheng City have heard about Tianzangfang and even have close communication.
And Yuncheng, there are also some old customers of Tianzangfang.
For example, Gu Changge.
Song Yunxi gave the driver a guide and went straight to the organization building of Tianzangfang.
It is said that the building is actually not clear. The appearance of Tianzangfang seems to be an obscure low-key wealthy merchant. The family mansion is built like the royal palace of the Qing dynasty, and the location is slightly remote. She got off the bus and saw the antique door of Tianzangfang.
There are also two ancient stone lions at the door.
She walked forward and the door was immediately secured.
"Is there any advice?"
Song Yunxiao turned his hand on the jade, and kept his work in Tianzangfang all the year round. He also felt keen on the previous things.
The two security guards looked at each other and only talked with Song Yunyi politely: "Please wait a moment, please let me know Miss."
Song Yunxiao nodded and waited at the door.
She promised that the lady of Tianzangfang would definitely meet her.
Although Miss Yan is a young lady, she basically refuses to accept the business that is delivered to her door.
Moreover, people who can find the door are also acquaintances.
Really, in less than three minutes, the security came over and respectfully asked her to enter the house.
The courtyard of the family is deep, the rockery stands, and the carved hand-carved veranda is exquisitely carved.
Stepping onto the corridor feels like an instant crossing into ancient times.
After the nine bends and eighteen turns on the hand-to-hand veranda, it was only in the depths of the family.
According to the rumor, the lady is very poor in her body. She stays in the deep house all the year round, and her personality is so arrogant. She is a proud and incomprehensible lady.
Moreover, if she is not old, she is still a daughter adopted by her family.
Business Panel, I’m also a very popular one.
Or, a secret.
In the deep house, there is a peony flower that violates the seasons, and the flowers bloom like a bowl.
Walking through the flowers, there is a scent of flowers.
Going inside is a small courtyard with a ear room.
The sandalwood carved window on the main PA, the sandalwood door is slightly open.
Before I entered the house, I heard that there was a strong Beijing opera emphasis on it.
It’s a woman’s voice that’s mellow and the music is bleak.
The butler with the road heard the inside of the Beijing opera, and did not enter the door immediately. Instead, he stood at the door of the house and waited to sing inside.
Song Yunxiao stood outside the door and could see the white sleeves inside it being gently thrown out, and then lightly recovered.
Song Yunxiao saw the appearance of the sleeves dancing, not only smiled in the bottom of his heart - outsiders said that the lady of this family is a weak and sick young lady, so she stayed in the deep house compound of the family without leaving home.
But in fact, on the contrary, the lady of the family is not only a person who is weak and sick, but a first-rate lady, but also a little hard work.
Otherwise, how can the long sleeves be free and easy?
The lady just stepped forward and turned, and the Huanhua ran, and the light stared at Song Yunxiao.
A pair of narrow and slightly picking phoenix eyes reveals a smile.
This smile made Song Yunyi amazed by the nine points, but failed to reach the level of being shocked to go to God.
The young lady’s Beijing opera came out again.
This time, it’s not Beijing Opera, but her words.
"Miss is coming? What is it?"
She smiled and pushed the door open.
The sunlight from the outside room came in and it was bright on the ground.
She leaned sideways and showed the lady's finger to the lady.
Miss Yanjia saw the jadeite fingers, narrow and slightly picking the eyes of the phoenix, and looked at Song Yunxiao's line of sight more enchanting smile, but also slightly, brought a bit fierce.
Song Yunxiao smiled calmly and calmly.
Miss Yan, I should like this finger very much.
Otherwise, it won't laugh like this enchanting.
She looked at her: "Is the lady willing to give me a hand?"
The lady smiled and said: "We talked in detail."