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Xu Niang rolled her eyes, "Why it's me again? It's obvious that the two of you are jealous and don't take me seriously, so I'm going to teach you a lesson. Why did you turn your words around today? "

The shopkeeper thought that Mo Yan'er was still waiting outside, so he begged for peace: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, okay? It's not too late for us to talk about these things in the future. Listen to me, now outside There is a benefactor waiting for us, you go out with me to say hello first, I look at her figure, she seems to have kung fu on her body, be careful in dealing with it later, remember to take more sweat medicine. I guess There must be a lot of money on her."

Xu Niang said disapprovingly: "I think you are old-fashioned. It is such a ruined city. How can there be any benefactors? Tell me the truth, do you have no money at all? If not, the two of us It's best to shoot and break up, and I don't want to follow you to eat the northwest wind!"

The shopkeeper stared and said, "You!"

Xu Niang leaned in front of the shopkeeper on tiptoe, pointed at herself and said, "What's wrong with my old lady? My old lady is enough to give you face, don't push yourself!"

The shopkeeper said fiercely: "Okay, you wait for me, and I will deal with you bitch when I come back." After speaking, he smiled strangely and stared fiercely at Xu Niang's half-naked chest. The pink and soft breasts like steamed buns haunted him for a long time.

Thinking of Mo Yan'er outside, he laughed, "When I get this little lady, even if you beg me to find you, I will never step into your room again!"

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Mo Yan'er felt very strange in her heart, and she had already clearly felt that this shop was very different from other shops. The shopkeeper had been in for a while, but there was still no one there, and no one came out to say hello. It looks like it's newly opened, but the shopkeeper is extremely old-fashioned. It was only a short glance just now, but besides shrewdness, there is also a complicated expression in his eyes.

No matter how many there are, Mo Yan'er is confident that his experience in the world is not too bad, and his martial arts are not weak. If this is really a black shop, then it is a good thing to accumulate blessings and virtues for the common people and eradicate these malignant tumors. Anyway, idle is idle.

Just as he was thinking, the shopkeeper hurried in from the backstage, and brought a bowl of tea with a smile. Let's do the calculation again.

"I'm really sorry, the shop has just opened not long ago, there is not enough manpower, and the items are not yet fully displayed, so I have neglected the distinguished guests."

Mo Yan'er smiled and picked up the tea cup handed over by the shopkeeper, and said, "How can I bother the shopkeeper to come and pour the tea in person, but I didn't come at the right time."

The shopkeeper took the opportunity to look at Mo Yan'er again, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old at most, older than that mistress, but much more tender.Such a young man should be easy to deal with.

Mo Yan'er smelled the aroma of tea and said with a smile...