Vol 3 Chapter 689: Rejecting

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And the woman was exposed to the situation, she was not facing her family, but she spent the rest of her life, but she saw the broken shoes she had played. When she was sad, she chose to jump into the river and her parents died in the river. A good home is scattered here.
It can be seen that the flower is almost ridiculous, and it is no wonder that it will be driven away by the sect, even though he is a rare refining genius for many years.
Since I knew the whereabouts of the flowers, everyone immediately rushed to Weifang.
Located at the end of Kyoto South Street, 笙箫 is a quiet and quiet place. The woman on the front door of Weifang is engraved with a slim woman. It is surrounded by green flowers and plants, and the scenery is very chic. The owner of this Weifang tastes authentic.
Although Ya is elegant, it also reveals a kind of vulgarity. In the eyes of the good ones, it is Taiya. In the eyes of those who do not like this, it is a vulgar.
Xing Ying went to the front door. In a short while, a little girl dressed in Tsing Yi opened the door. He only opened a door slit. A pair of eyes smashed out from the crack in the door. I couldn’t help but ask: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Xing Yingdao: "My master heard that Weifang is in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. I am looking forward to seeing the Lord of the Square and seeing it."
Otaru wanted to refuse, but at first glance these people were dressed very well, and they were afraid of offending the Kyoto dignitaries. They hesitated for a while: "You wait and wait, let me go through."
Everyone should be self-sufficient. Today, I have come here for the purpose of asking for advice. Naturally, it’s not good to have a relationship.
After a while, Xiaoyan came to open the door again, still only opened a door, facing Xing Yingdao: "This big brother, my master is very busy now, I don't have time to talk with your host, please ask me to go back. ""
Xing Ying also wants to say that Xia Yuanqiu has come over, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, handing the porcelain bottle from the door to Xiaoyan, and laughing: "Give this to your master and tell him that as long as he is willing See us, how much, how much, how much."
After picking up something, Xiaoyan closed the door again.
Xing Ying asked: "What is in the porcelain bottle?"
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and smiled, the pear vortex on the lips loomed, sweet and can not be square, but in the eyes of the fascinating eyes, it flashed a touch of narrowness: "Guess?"
Xing Ying scratched his head: "I guess this. In your medicine cabinet, this bottle is not one or two, and it looks like a long one."
Zhu Xi smiled and said: "Stupid big, what do you think is the most needed for this flower?"
Xing Ying seriously thought about it and shook his head: "I don't know-"
Baili Changfeng laughed and said: "It’s really no wrong to call you a stupid big man. This flower has a very good female color. The human body is limited. If you have a female color and you are tired, if you have one. The medicinal herbs make him like a dragon, and the night is a woman. Do you say that he will rejoice?"
Xing Ying blushes like a fire. It seems that among these people, only he is the most stupid. Even such a superficial thing can’t be understood. It’s still so hard to talk about. He’s an idiot’s questioning about the Prince.
Sure enough, as Yuan Qiu expected, the little cockroach soon opened the door again. This time, he didn’t just open a door, but opened the door, welcoming Xia Yuanqiu and others. The attitude was respectful and straight. Lead them to a partial hall in the main house.
Within the eccentric hall, a man in his early thirties is sitting in the main position and playing with the porcelain bottle in his hand. The man’s clothes are loose, his hair is scattered, his face is blue and yellow, and his face is vertical. And \\ / desire \\ / seeking dissatisfaction.