Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 59 The Flower Picker ([-])

Xuan Ye was inexplicably relieved, stood up and cupped his fists, "Miss, since I am already a subordinate of Miss, I must practice diligently."

"Well, I hope I'm not mistaken about you!"

Nodding with satisfaction, her eyes sparkled with starlight. Next, she had to start preparing for the great cause.

He took out a few thin papers from his bosom, and took out the gold card that Xiangxue went to apply for that day. The gold coins allowed by that spar are now less than five hundred, but it is still more than enough to find a shop in Yangcheng of.

"Xuan Ye, I need you to go back to Yangcheng immediately, go to the Su Mansion to meet my girl Xiangxue, find a shop in Yangcheng with a good location, buy it, and then decorate it according to the painting on it."

After receiving the blueprint, the lines on it are straight and novel, if it is decorated according to this appearance, the result will definitely be good, but, the lady trusts him so much, and entrusts him with such a heavy task in less than a day?
Su Changle raised her eyebrows, poured a glass of plum wine and drank it down in one gulp, "Since you have signed a contract with me, there are still things I can't trust you with, so just do it. By the way, remember to report the name of the master behind the scenes to Mr. Zixu!" .”

Zixu, of course, refers to her. In the future, she will definitely travel all over the world. At that time, it will be more convenient for her to be a man.

"By the way, if you don't have enough money, go to the old man of the Su family. If he doesn't give it, you can say that I don't recognize him."

Although she hadn't gotten along with Su Qi for a long time, she could tell whether he was sincere to her. The old man must be willing to help with this kind of help, "Don't tell him what I want to do, just say it will be useful."

"Yes, ma'am."

A figure flickered in front of him, and there was no shadow of Xuan Ye in the simple room.

The ancient night was extremely boring. Yang Zhong sat in front of the window with his chin resting on his hands for a long time. Yang Zhong didn't know where he had gone, and he didn't come back for a long time.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance came to his nostrils, he frowned and sniffed, his eyes narrowed, and he stood up abruptly, there was something wrong with the smell.

"Yo, this little beautiful girl hasn't fallen down yet, and she gave the door to my uncle!"

A rather familiar voice sounded from the door, turning around, isn't this the Bawang Li who robbed her of Xuan Ye during the day!
"Beauty, without that bad old man protecting you, I will see how arrogant you are."

Li Bawang smiled wretchedly, and approached her step by step, ready to fight.

It doesn't make sense for this wretched man with blackened Yintang to follow her all the time. With Uncle Yang's ability, he will definitely notice something, could it be...

His eyes darkened, and he stood in front of the window with a calm look, "Is this inn yours?"

"Hey, why does this place belong to my family? It's just that if you go to the Purgatory Forest, you will definitely pass through here." He smiled triumphantly, and began to untie his jacket with both hands.

It seems that Li Bawang still has some brains, and he knows how to wait for the rabbit, but, so what, does she really think that Su Changle will become a persimmon without someone to protect her?

Last night, Mi Yue suddenly said that she was going to be promoted again, and right now, she would definitely not be able to summon her, and the useless things in Mi Yue's eyes would only cause her troubles.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth raised, and he leaned against the low cabinet weakly and bonelessly, hooked his slender jade finger towards Li Bawang, and his vermilion lips parted slightly, "Mr. Li, come quickly, I'm waiting for you!"

The sound was like the lingering sound of a piano, with a soul-stirring ability, Li Bawang trembled, and his movements of undressing became faster and faster.

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(End of this chapter)