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    Gao Yan was holding the car keys and thinking as he walked,

    That Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty raised his arms and called on the princes to fight with him in South Vietnam. He shouted at the top of his voice for a long time and no one of more than a hundred princes paid him any attention.  He gets angry, okay, you wait!  Some time later, at the ancestral temple meeting, he said that the gold of the princes was not of sufficient quality, and he cut off more than a hundred titles in one breath. Get out of here, get out of here!

    Gao Yan felt very happy with this kind of retaliation, but he didn't know if General Xiao Han could understand her thoughts when he went there, so he could use this aura of "retribution" and happily take out my  Moroccan leather is coming back¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª

    Hehehe, it¡¯s a pity that the dead beast is left here just thinking about it.  She really should follow him and have a look. She thinks that General Han is more handsome than Emperor Liu Xiaozhu. He is such a "wannabe" and has such a great style that he can be called a handsome bird!  !

    The lecture hall was still noisy. General Xiao Han walked in calmly. No matter how noisy there was under the rostrum, General Xiao Han walked up to the rostrum like a normal person. He walked to the side of the "heroine" and bent down.  He picked up the "Moroccan Leather", patted the dust on the box, turned around and left, holding it in one hand.

    This time, the whole place suddenly became so quiet!

    In fact, when Han Yingqin walked onto the stage, his voice gradually became quieter. Almost everyone was staring at him, feeling inexplicably excited!  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªCan this good show involve Han Yingqin?  !  !  !

    There may be some people who thought that Han Shuai was going to break up the fight, but when they thought about it, they thought, that¡¯s not right, General Xiao Han is not that kind of character. General Xiao Han wouldn¡¯t even bother to get involved in such ridiculous and ugly things.  After another look, it was indeed true. However, General Han was even more elusive. He actually went up to pick up the long box?  Pick it up and leave.

    Next, it stirred up people¡¯s hearts even more!  Han Yingqin, Han Yingqin!  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªHow many people sighed.

    "Where are you taking it? This is mine." The "heroine" spoke, her voice was not loud, but it was clear and magnanimous.

    Han Yingqin stopped, turned slightly sideways, put one hand leisurely into the pocket of his military trousers, and lifted the box slightly with the other hand.

    "Do you know what this thing is?"

    "The heroine" obviously didn't expect him to ask this question, and she frowned.

    Han Yingqin smiled very generously,

    "This Moroccan leather can only be worn by high-end prostitutes in Luoyang City. Ordinary prostitutes can only afford fake Moroccan leather made with salty soil. It not only rattles but also smells." He shook the box and smiled.  "Listen, it's pretty loud, fake."

    After saying that, he turned around and prepared to continue walking.

    But, behind,

    "I want the fake one too."

    Han Yingqin smiled and turned his head directly this time. The smile on his lips was still very big, but

    "It's fake. You can't afford it. Not all girls can imagine such a 'Luoyang City'. In 'Luoyang City', even the prostitutes and peddlers wear what kind of clothes and what kind of rouge they put on. She has nothing to do with it."  No matter how big or small, describe them one by one. Although it is obscene and useless, only the most genuine people can bear this fantasy and enjoy this fantasy. You are not worthy."

    No more nonsense, I took the box and walked away.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? being very straightforward.  Straight to the heart!

    The one who poked was a girl.  Han Shuai doesn't care about "bullying the small with the big". Even if it's a little girl, under ten years old, who unreasonably wants Armadillo's things, Han Shuai will do the same.  What he just said is what he thinks. "Moroccan leather" is just a fantasy, a "fantasy" of Armadillo. If it were a real thing, no matter how valuable it was, Han Shuai knew that Armadillo wouldn't care so much.  , things come second, the key is that this thing has Armadillo¡¯s unique thoughts in it, other people really don¡¯t deserve to have it!

    It¡¯s not just one girl who was poked.  Can¡¯t the smart kids in this audience hear it?

    Looking at his back,

    "Hu Lai, Zheng Jing is thoughtful,

    Gong Xiaoyue lowered his eyes, what kind of violent waves were hidden behind them.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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