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Mr. Qiaoqiao took a cursory glance at the knick-knacks for sale along the river and lost interest in continuing to shop.
Sincethe brother and sister went to buy a boat, there is no point in them hanging around here. They might as well go to a nearby teahouse.
A group of more than a hundred people followed the little princess and walked slowly towards the tea house.
Along the way, I saw many young men and women selling goods along the river, all ogling the beautiful young people of the Feng tribe.
One bold tea lady actually jumped up and threw a flower in the direction of the prince.
Prince Mo ducked out of the way and glanced back warily.
When several nymphomaniac girls saw her eyes as cold as knives, they immediately shrank back.
"It's inexplicable!" Everyone turned their heads and muttered in a low voice, "What are you doing littering?"
Everybody:¡
Mu Xingchen twitched his eyes, and a group of more than a hundred people followed the little girl with a paralyzed face up to the second floor of the teahouse.
The tea house next to the small port is quite spacious, with more than a dozen tables occupied by their people, and it doesn't seem particularly crowded.
"Do you think the Long Hui brothers and sisters can find any good boats?"
"I don't think so." Mu Xingchen was the first to express his opinion, shaking his head and saying, "We are not even familiar with this small port town, let alone the two of them from Wangchuan."
"Even if we can buy a boat, if we are in such a hurry, we will probably be tricked by others."
"Oh." Xiao Mianpan took out the Lingcha teapot and handed it to the husband beside him.
Mo Lian took it naturally, poured a cup of tea for her daughter-in-law, and said casually, "If they just buy one, it won't be enough to enter the sea. Will we still use the Red Sky Canglang to carry them?"
"If you give me the money, I'll take you there." Qiao Mu thought for a moment and said, "Isn't Wangchuan very poor?"
Mu Xingchen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Why do you say that, sister."
"I think Long Hui seems to be very poor." Qiao Mu said with a look of disgust, "He is a dignified young master of Wangchuan. He only has a few spiritual coins in his pocket."
"He is stingy and doesn't want to pay the shipping fee with the spiritual stone. He has to get it on credit! I feel so sad for him. What else, young master? I see that everyone on the street is richer than him."
Everyone:
There are really not many people in this world who can be as rich as Young Master Long!
"It's not that Long Hui is poor, it's that he was squeezed too hard by you, okay?"
Feng Changqing drank tea silently.
Feng Changfei¡¯s mouth twitched.
A young man from the Phoenix tribe nodded and said, "The Holy Lady is right! That Long Hui is too petty."
Feng Changfei:
These children of the Feng Clan have all been brainwashed by the Great Elder Feng Heping and the two worshippers. Now they all become crazy fans of Lord Qiao Qiao.
"Deng Deng." The light fragrance of incense spreads.
Everyone looked towards the stairs inadvertently, and saw a group of more than a dozen people slowly walking up the stairs. They were all handsome men with red lips and white teeth, and they provoked the screams of many nymphomaniac girls along the way.
Those brave tea ladies followed directly, making silly laughter all the way. There was a group of warblers and swallows, making a lot of noise.
Qiao Mu glanced over, but before he could see anything, the other party had already shouted out in surprise, "Small-faced paralysis, is that you?"
The small-faced man glanced at them expressionlessly, then quickly turned back to look at his husband.
Sure enough, my husband¡¯s handsome face has darkened!
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