Chapter 6: Nan Yukong rare that tomboy

"Three young masters, Miss Xiao's clothes and..."
Hearing the housekeeper’s voice, Nan Yukong immediately made a booing motion and took the clothes and lunch brought by the housekeeper and put them on the bedside cabinet.
Here is your change of clothes and some food, don’t Thanks to myself."
The little ball bulging on the bed trembled slightly without making a sound.
Luan Xiaotian was hiding under the quilt, feeling the unprecedented taste in decades.
When she wanted to understand the content of the note, she tried hard to accept the matter of wearing the book.
I accepted it without any electronic products on my body, so why came to this strange world but couldn't contact the people at home! Also live in a stranger's house!
The sour tears dripped down the corners of his eyes on the spotless sheets, and a large area was fainted in a few minutes.
Luan Xiaotian, doesn't Luan Xiaotian just wear a book? What's the point to cry? Cheer up!
You are Luan Xiaotian with ugly makeup!
...
Nan Yukong sat on the sofa downstairs and looked at his mobile phone, opposite Qin Songze's noise from time to time.
"Do you know which region the mobile phone number begins with 1?" Nan Yukong interrupted Qin Songze, who was planning his future career plan, and gave him a cold look, without saying a word.
Qin Songze was a little shocked: "Eh..."
Ignore and ignore, the tomboy's matter has nothing to do with him.
However, his great patriotism needs to be carried forward by such hopeful people who plan for the future.
Nan Yukong stared at the dozen or so numbers on the phone screen, eleven to be precise.
In the few minutes he sat down, he checked it several times for fear of counting wrong.
In the next second, God's brows condensed into a line.
Haiguo’s mobile phone numbers all start with zero, and a string of phone numbers has 18 digits. Where is this strange number?
"Lan Xiaotian, Luan Xiaotian..." Nan Yukong muttered to himself with a meaningful smile on his thin lips, "Interesting, really interesting."
Is it the same as Xiao Yin, or is there any conspiracy to deliberately plasticize to look like Xiao Yin...
He wanted to see how big a wave a person with nothing can make in Nanjia!
Qin Songze felt a chill on his back. The last time the heartless Third Master showed a penetrating smile was when he saw Xiao Yin downstairs...
At that time, his smile was bitter and dazed, and this time it was playful and cunning.
He thought so in his heart, but he was depressed because of the sudden enrichment of San Ye's expression.
The chattering mouth finally calmed down, but he muttered silently in his heart.
How could San Ye smirk for a woman, and the rumors that called Fang had been everywhere before, is it all falsehood?
Xiao Yin is true love?
! !
"San Ye, you don't really want that tomboy named Xiao Yin?" Qin Songze bounced off the sofa in surprise, his eyes all on Nan Yukong, desperately wanting to know the answer.
Nan Yukong smiled stiffly, "Tomboy?"
Qin Songze dare to call Luan Xiaotian a tomboy?
Qin Songze's heart froze for a while. Looking at his expression, he knew that he hadn't heard the previous few tomboys, the third master, and it was estimated that a major event could be made in this section, "San master, let the contract matters first. It’s okay, let’s go now, don’t send it."
"and many more!"
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