The Lady’s Sickly Husband

"Jiuxing!"

It's awkwardly of the Jiuxing, and Xin Yi Ming's admires, "Good! Very good! This root is better than this son is imagined."

After the words, he made a glance marked behind him, and Gao Lang immediately sent a silver ticket.

"Here is five hundred and two silver ..."

Su Qikiki knocked on the table, shouted: "What? 500? This kind of peer is only five hundred and two silver, this son is coming! This son has six hundred and two ... this ... this can be Jiuxing News ...... "

This shout, the temperament is all, blowing, and the whole child is playing.

"Seven son, this is our son to buy it to Junsiao, if you like, you can let ..." Gao Lang is a bit anxious, he never saw a self-satisfaction of one item.

Take himself, how many places have been accompanied by the gong, and the eyes are also open, they have never seen such good work.

"Let's go! This son is also used to teach you a slave."

This is enough to have a dedication, and it is horrified with Su Qi usual.

The Austrian eyes view, nose, but the corner is can't help it, the son today wants to destroy the image.

"Gao Lang retired! July, it is a taught, please forgive me! Just this Jiuxing newspaper is the next time and the master is just a middleman. Don't this, the next time Make a thin ceremony apologize. "

"Is there a contract? Do you pay? What do you want to see this Jiuxing report today, please also ask the brother to join." Su Qi fought Xin Yiming, and shot a ganglion, cobble: "Little lady, I have eight hundred and two, you have to sell with me."

Mo Qian Xue is crying, this seven son is going to make trouble.

"This son, your kind of good little woman is taught. The little woman is not only, but also knows the words. Although there is no investigation, but the mouth is also a thousand gold." Mo Qian is not humble. "

"You are a fool, this son has eight hundred and two, eight hundred and two, there is money, you don't make it, you are you ... mad is a master ..."

Su Qi said that there was another way to squeeze Xin Yi Ming, "Xinzhi Gongzi, the county guards the scorpion, actually so small, this kind of best, actually so priced, really ... really ..."

Although the following words have not been said, it is already self-evident, nothing is good, you are not standing, you don't have a taste.

Xin Yi Ming is not angry, just laughing, "This matter is indeed extraordinary, the little lady is committed to Xinyi, the son will not be small, and the silver ticket will be 800. I will ask the little lady, the master can have another work. This son is collected. "

There is no sound in the snow, it is really happy, and I have earned more than three hundred and two, I have to come to the family. This Su Qi originally wants to help her! This person is really skin, there is no choice for a son.

After receiving the silver ticket, Milous Snow made a gift. "Since Xin Meisi is high, the slaves are not good, the master is closed. Just, the master is very busy, no one, no one, the son forgive Also carving? Does she don't want her?

After the back of the hand, I remembered that Ning Shaoqing's full blisters, Milous Snow decided, if it was another carved, stayed at home, let Ning Shaoqing appreciate.

It is now lack of money, this Su Qifang's love, she doesn't accept it, and it is always a business partner and there are many opportunities to return.

Just, I can't think of this Xin Gong is actually the scorpion of the county.

The highest official, the highest official in Tianxiang City, and the whole city has to shake. However, he is so polite to this Suqi, why is this seven son?

Milous snow is suspicious, but the head is no longer thinking. Whoever has nothing to do with her, she has a husband, but she is a little business with his Baiyun, and I still want to check the 18th generation of people.

I have been paid, and the board is booked. Su Qi and the Xin Yi Ming are also cold. Xiaoji's big lady is made to you ... "

He really doesn't like this savvy eyes, and there is no intention to sweep away in Milous Snow. When an exit, I didn't know the bottom of Yifu. Who didn't know that Xin Gang was admiring Xiaojia Miss, asking her to have no fruit.

Xin Yi Ming did not imagine anger, but smiled: "Seven son, you don't hit me, who doesn't know, you have a lot of young people in Beijing ..."

There are no taboos in the two people, humility, and interact with each other.

The money has also been collected, the goods are also checked, it is because the Milous Snow is not working hard, and the two people are around the bend.

Yang said: "If there is no problem with this carving, the two sons are sitting wide, the slaves have retired."

Su Qi waved, said, "Go," and intercepting that Xin Yiming has come to the lips, and he should be asked again.

Bai Yunju, the front of the stranger, the foot of Su Qi, I also invited the feet, one time, I called a summary.

"The Mr. Ning, who is Mr. Ning is what kind of person. If it is possible to recruit Sujia to do a door, I recommend it to the hotel, to learn to go, I don't have to have so hard."

"I am afraid that Mr. Ning will not come."

"how do I say this?"

"Looking at Mr. Ning, the gas is extraordinary, and the style is very powerful, I am afraid it is a true hermit."

"Oh?! Hermit?"

Su Qi suddenly remembered the letter to him before the young Qing Toro.

Pen Peak is strong, the font is chic, the dragon dance, the self-contained. Such fonts will never come from a sick and weak hand.

He followed the letter, less than half a month, and he was still defeated with their half-eight or two, and the idea was no longer a mountain village small book.

The letter is arrogant, a letter, a point, and there is no idea to give it a good idea, but it is his delay.

"You are not reasonable, but if he is a true hermit, why do you have your own lady so hard, still throw an appearance outside ..."

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