Chapter 1857: She is just thinking... Nanhe

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
There is no blame on the flower surface, saying: "If someone has a heart, you are an ordinary woman, there is no martial arts on the body, it is normal to find it, don't blame you, you get up first, I still have words. I want to ask you."
"Yes, the slaves know, but Wang Hao is asking." Qin Ya weakly responded, still a look of loss.
Moss spent some helplessly glance at her, thinking about it, this kind of thing still wants her to open the solution, and then did not say more, just asked: "I will ask you again, there are people in the hospital in these days. Come over, can you come to the south side with Xue Ji?"
Qin Ya coveted and thought carefully, half a sigh, and said: "In addition to the people who used the monthly money, there were no people in the hospital these days. The slaves heard that Mrs. Nan has closed his door in his own hospital these past years. I have never even gone out in my own yard, and I am very safe."
On the stranger, the rhythm of the table is swayed by the rhythm, and there is a faint color in the inside.
She is not worried about the final result of this matter. After all, Yubei City has already left a message. Presumably, she just found a scapegoat for nothing. She just thought... Nanhe.
At the moment, her heart is more curious about Nanhe.
Previously, Beicheng Mingming was so fond of her, but recently she suddenly changed her attitude. Of course, the most important thing is the purpose of this matter.
The identity of Nanhe must not be as simple as it seems on the surface.
Nowadays, the person who can solve her doubts in her heart must have only that person.
......
"When the small stranger came back, he ran to the son of the son, but thought that the heart and the liver that the son wanted was hurting?" Hua Qianliu shook his hand in the folding fan and smiled into the already prepared room. The loose green robes seemed to be more and more savage.
The flowers on the stranger lifted him a glimpse, and then he poured a bottle of wine and put it in front of himself. "It’s a good place to repair your place. It’s just been fired, and now it’s in full swing. Woke up."
Hua Qianliu walked to the opposite side of her, and sat down with a smile. "What kind of person is this son, but the trouble of a district can still hinder the financial path of this son."
After a pause, he took a small silver ticket from his sleeve and placed it in front of the flower. "This is the dividend that you should have in the food store in Wujun in recent months. Hey, take it."
Moss flowers glanced at the silver ticket on the table, and even the inventory was not counted, and then pushed back to Hua Qianliu. "These are you, I want to ask you to buy a message."
Hua Qianliu did not go to see the silver ticket on the table, but continued to shake his folding fan of the Sao Bao, and sighed: "Sure enough, there is nothing to go to the Sanbao Temple, small strange flowers, you are like this son, but Very sad."
"Your nonsense is really much." Moshanghua has long been accustomed to spending thousands of words on this, and simply ignores it. He directly said: "I want to know the true identity of Nanhe."
In the former tone of Nanhe and her martial arts, she could never be an ordinary brothel woman. It is just a false identity.
Hearing the words, Hua Qianliu shakes the handcuffs of the folding fan. "If it is the other side, it is only this matter, this son really can't promise you."

Why?
The stranger’s eyebrows suddenly picked up and asked subconsciously.
Hua Qian Liu’s lips twitched slightly, and she smiled deeply.
I once told you that this matter still requires you to ask your good husband. In short, I will not tell you.

He said, he pushed the silver ticket back to the front of the flower, and the color of regret was full of faces. "It’s a pity that money can’t be earned in front of the eyes. This is really heartbreaking for this son."
The rosy lips of the stranger were gently picked up, and the softness of the shackles was lightly crossed, and I couldn’t see what she was thinking about.
Hua Qianliu moved to the hex bench under her hip and leaned against the flower. She stared at her face and asked her eyebrows: "Why, still thinking about this?"
"What are you talking about." In the flower garden, a few times to cover up the color, one hand across the flower Qian Liu, "What are you doing so close?"
Hua Qian Liu suddenly squatted back and forth, habitually took a folding fan in his hand and said: "Look at your contribution to this matter, this son will mention you, no matter how your heart is. Think about it, and no matter what Nanhe did, your position will not be shaken. He is a brother of Beicheng, but he is more attentive to anyone than you. So, you can rest assured."
He always likes to stare at people when he talks, but when he says this, his eyes are awkward, his eyes are dark, not as bright as usual, and he seems to be saying something unhappy. The words are general.
However, the stranger did not see the stranger, but only pinched his palm, quite a bit of a mouthful of dissatisfaction: "I am not thinking about this, there are things in the government that need to be dealt with, I will go back first."
Having said that, she could get up in the next second, and she got the answer she wanted, and she wanted to leave.
Hua Qianliu looked at the wine cellar on the opposite side of the house where the flower was only poured but not moved, and the empty seat, the lips and corners no longer smiled, raised the hand and took the wine cellar, and looked up and drank it. .
"I actually pushed the woman to someone else, but my heart was not happy." He held the wine cellar and whispered softly, and the twilight was gone, and it was even more bleak and cold.
......
When I took out Chenghuan for a while, I felt that something was wrong behind me. I looked back quietly and saw it in the darkness. I was very fat and tired. The man who couldn’t see the face was swaying with him. Behind him, it seems that he should just go out with Cheng Huan Ge and drink a few more cups.
I didn’t want to pay attention to it. I just wanted to speed up my footsteps. I never thought about it. The man suddenly stopped and stopped her. "Stand up! Little girl, this uncle has been with you for so long, his legs are sour, you are not hurrying. Come over and wait for the waiter."
Moshanghua did not change the dress today, it is how to enter the palace, how to wear the clothes out, it is a woman's appearance, but did not expect to encounter such troubles, think about it, then stopped, "you want How can I serve you?"
"Of course... oh, oh..." The man screamed and smirked and walked forward, just preparing to touch the shoulders of the flowers, and suddenly there was a group of small squats dressed up. people.
"Second Lord, Erye, not good, big things." The group of people shouted and chased him in the direction of him.