Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

When Mo Yuan said the next sentence, the corner of his lips completely froze. Mo yuan's peach eyes narrowed slightly and his tone was a little joking. "Maybe I kissed my daughter-in-law too hard yesterday. She was angry and patted me. It's all my fault. I should be gentle. Alas, that little woman actually made me run away from home. No, Mr. Su, I won't talk to you. I have to find my daughter-in-law. "

Mo Yuan then crossed Siqiu and directly took the car key and mobile phone to drive. For a long time, Siqiu turned back and looked at the silver sports car gradually away from his sight. His eyes were dark and unclear, and a cold arc was drawn on his lips. He didn't think that Mo Yuangang's words were false. Based on his understanding of the woman, she couldn't beat someone for no reason. If Mo yuan's words were false, That may be similar to what Mo Yuan said.

"Mo yuan, Mo yuan..." Siqiu whispered Mo yuan's name, his expression was very sinister. After a while, Siqiu closed his creepy eyes, opened his eyes again, and recovered his usual light warmth.

Mo Yuanfei quickly stepped on the accelerator until he was far away from Siqiu. The accelerator slowed down a little. Mo yuan was black with a handsome face and the whole person was bad. This was definitely a proper beating. A dead woman dared to bring him rotten peach blossoms.

In Antique Street, the men and women present, old and young, looked back and stared in one direction. The scene was spectacular, and the men who stared at them helped their forehead.

"Ah," some elderly women screamed low, with a crazy face. The men and old people present didn't think these women were pedantic and helpless. This is a face watching world.

"Take a good look. The man takes a good look. Is he a star? If he looks so good, it is a disaster to the country and demons. If he was a blue face in ancient times, it would be a disaster." A woman in her forties or so put on a face of infatuation.

"Fart, people are also a disaster to the country and the people in modern times. They can run to ancient times." The women who were close to the women turned their eyes to the sky, and some despised women.

Next to me, I heard a group of women chattering. The men and the old man wiped their sweat. Now the women are so crazy. They are so old. They are like teenagers, which makes them goose bumps.

Man, oh, no, it's Feng Jiu dance in men's clothes and disguise. Listening to the gossip women's comments, the corners of her lips can't help smoking. It's worthy of being modern, open enough, and she likes it enough.

Feng Jiuwu wears a suit of men's sportswear, her hair curls up high, and she wears a pure black baseball cap on her head. She swallows Yi Yandan, which has just been refined in the space, and her whole face turns upside down. All the soft, white and flawless skin belonging to women are gone. Some are wheat color belonging to men alone, and her facial features become three-dimensional, which is a bit like a mixed race of Europe and America, The eyes also become deep.

The chest is tied with a white cloth strip for several circles. The sportswear is relatively broad. It has caused the concave convex of Fengjiu dance, which makes all women completely wrap up their envious, jealous and hateful figure. The height of more than one meter and seven is not short in front of men. The temperament is just abusing the sky. I can't see that this is a woman only 20 years old.

Feng Jiuwu came here purely because it was a misunderstanding. She wanted to walk casually. After disguise, she was a little confused when she looked at the street where people came and went. It happened that a bus stopped in front of her. She walked up without thinking. After she walked up, she got off the bus three minutes before the bus arrived. There was no way. There were too many people on the bus, And there is a smell that makes Feng Jiuwu want to vomit. Even if she holds her breath, she doesn't like the fiery eyes of the people in the car.

When the car stopped, Feng Jiuwu looked up. The three big words on it aroused Feng Jiuwu's interest. Antique Street, this is not where she came with the man before..

Thinking of that smelly man, Feng Jiuwu's face was black. After thinking for a while, she still stepped into the antique street. She checked on the Internet. Now the antiques are very valuable, especially the antiques that are older and older. She is very short of money now. It is the same in every world. Money is not everything, but she can't do without money.

Ignoring the men and women who stared at her, he continued to walk forward and took a few more steps. Feng Jiuwu paused, and the corners of his lips pursed. What a strong aura.

As soon as the footsteps turned, Fengjiu dance walked into the antique shop called yubaozhai on the right. The two women who talked about Fengjiu dance the most just now pushed me into yubaozhai. If the two women were not well dressed, the guys standing outside wanted to drive the two sneaky women out.

Feng Jiuwu also noticed the two women and realized that the women didn't mean any harm to her. Feng Jiuwu didn't bother to take care of the two people. When she walked into the shop, she went straight to the aura fluctuation she felt.

Before reaching the thing, a man in his twenties dressed like an ancient sophomore blocked Fengjiu dance, with a pear vortex on his face and a deep smile, "this guest, what kind of antique do you want? Our shop is not the whole China, but in this antique street... "The man thumbed up and smiled.

"The bar is good." What the man said made Feng Jiuwu draw the corners of her mouth. What's the good of the bar? Can you explain? No, Feng Jiuwu coughed in her heart, looked up at the man, pointed to the thing in her phase, and said softly, "how do you buy it?"

The man looked up, but he heard the scream "ah." Feng Jiuwu and the man looked over and saw that the second woman who had just spoken scratched her head. She was a little embarrassed and apologized in a low voice. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but I just remembered something. I'm sorry to disturb you."

After apologizing, the woman raised her eyes and saw the man staring at her like a picture. Her old face couldn't help blushing. She quickly pulled her friends looking around and left the shop.

Feng Jiuwu could still hear the complaining voice of the woman who was taken away, "why did you take me away? Don't we want to see a beautiful man? I haven't asked the little beautiful man to sign me yet? Why did you say you were leaving? You, don't hold me. I'll go myself. "

The man touched his head. He was a little confused. For a long time, under the gaze of Fengjiu dance, the man came back to his senses. He couldn't help but be embarrassed and smiled. "Hehe, hehe, guest, you're talking about this small bowl."

In order to cover up his unnaturalness, the man quickly took down what Feng Jiuwu just pointed to, with a strange expression, "this, this small bowl is not worth money, that is, that is..."

The man hesitated and made Feng Jiuwu frown. He said coldly, "what is it?"