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Chapter 140: Frustration and the Waiting Gift Part 2

Chapter 140 The Survival and Waiting Handicap (2)

Longan is looking at Tao Sheng's daze. She is fantasizing: What will it look like like this, his life? Well, as a slave, the most envious of Longan is this kind of "cultivation" person.

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If you want to say those "rich people", Longan follows Bu Ying, and has seen a lot of.

Anyway, no matter how rich those people are, there are no wealth.

Longan looked at it, and it can also be said that for the life of the rich, she can understand it ... She feels so rich, it is better to be happy.

The difference between slaves and rich people is: one is the slave of people, and the other is the slave of money.

Nympho

The good show in front seems to have already opened.

Everyone was quiet at once, no one spoke.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Longan exhaled ... I found out:

There seems to be a few more boxes on the stage. On each box, there are several extremely delicate red seals.

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If you have won a prize, for example: a attendant who won the "Little Ya Award" and the "Red Silk Award" must no longer participate in the grabbing award, and so on.

However, when I heard "Tao Jiangcheng Tao Family", the people here were stealing.

Tao Sheng is not unknown. His identity is still a sensitive information. Many villains that the Tao family offended. In order not to cause trouble, he did not show up all the way. Who knows how?

The manager knows it, and it is said to be in front of people!

Tao Sheng saw this situation, and also knew about it.

Who knows, the opening of a young manager who stands next to it, he sneered with a smile and said, "The son is handsome, just sit here and give us a prize for a while."

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However, Tao Sheng's position is exactly the encirclement circle of this "18 guests". At first, he did not know that there were such people sitting around him.

Get up and prepare for a place.

"Don't panic, I want that silver award." Master Fang Xianning Fang was instructing his little servant. The small servant looked a little panic, and his appearance caused Master Fang's dissatisfaction.

The Tao family has always been persistent. People who come from all over the country are half reputation to the Tao family. Some are gracious to the Tao family.

Itchy teeth. Among them, it is not twists and turns, and it is also nine songs and eighteen bends.

They put the red rope in the hands of 18 noble guests in front of the seats.

Every time a lottery is awarded, the person with the first place of Red Silk will get the corresponding prizes.

Tao Sheng's heart is horrible. How do this old manager know his identity?

It's like ... your own information is exposed by something.

From out of the city, how many times, Longan also knows some things of Tao Jiangcheng. What kind of existence is the Tao family?! Although it is not strong, but its prestige is the entire Hague Kingdom. No one knows it.

. Especially when they come out to do things, the people who ask for life are inseparable from the operating scope of the Tao family.

Maybe, it is because I haven't done such a thing before.

Most of the people are watching lively, and they are qualified to participate, there are 18, there are 18 people, there are many people who have nothing to do with it, they are also happy, and they are not serious about this matter.

There is a different kind of elegance with the dumb and heavy box, compared with the small square envelope.

Longan's sigh: Sure enough, he is the noble son born with a golden spoon, a person from the two worlds.

"Yes, Master." Fang Zhuojia obviously was very confident in grabbing himself, looking at the expression of waste, looking at the useless little servant. Fang Zhuolian's hand, there wasn't something that could not be grabbed.

I don't know what name they are playing ...

Return to home,

Today's game rules are like this: The 18 -in -the -handed host of the Yiyun Pavilion, everyone has a red rope in the hands of everyone. The other end of this rope corresponds to a red silk ball.

If you are manual, the red silk ball on the other end will fall, red silk.

"It's really useless, change you." Fang Xianning closed his eyes impatiently, and Fang Zhuojia next to him took the red rope.

Chai Fu on the stage, from small to large, will start five prizes, namely: Xiaoya Awards, Red Silk Awards, Bronze Awards, Yinwa Awards, Golden Cloud Awards.

Chai Fu said: "Everyone, everyone who comes to Yiyun Pavilion, good! Today, we have a small event. We will give 18 loyal patrons, a sincere return of gifts. The gifts are not heavy.

The little heart. ""

Knowing this early, Tao Sheng won't come here to the Yiyun Pavilion! To endure the idiot of Qian Su Su Tower, it is better than here, and I don't know who has a stronger mask!

Longan heard the word "Tao Sheng", just like a ax split.

Longan counts, and there are generally 18 red envelopes.

Everyone saw that powerful Chai Fu, and they all felt funny. He looked very well, and everyone who recruited looked at him with a smile. Chai Fu hadn't spoken, and everyone was happy. The field was warmed.

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Chai Fu, the old manager of the Yiyun Pavilion, walked to the center of the stage with a smile. Each step was very slow, slow, and some kind of rhythm. Chai Fu is not fat or thin.

The old housekeeper's kind of blessing.

Longan also got a red rope. She held the red rope and was at a loss. Longan didn't dare to let go. She could feel it. This is a collective activity. Moreover, this collective activity involves her owner-

—Boying. Longan knows that she will have this rope, because she is the attendant of Bu Ying.

Do not wait for Tao Sheng to react, and the old manager Chai Fu, at this time, also looked at Tao Sheng on the stage, saying: "Everyone, fortunately, Tao Jiangcheng Tao Shengtao also came to Yiyun Pavilion.

Awards Jinyun Award. "

Longan thought: It turned out that this person was "Tao Sheng". Is he really Tao Jiangcheng's Tao Sheng ?? I really dare not imagine.

During the speaking, there were 18 pretty children who were dressed, holding 18 thin and glittering red ropes, running with a smile.

"You, just play it, nothing good, what you get, just take it yourself." Bu Ying said to longan with an extremely lazy elegant voice.

What do you say? In some aspects, Bu Ying's requirements for longan are loose.

Longan feels unprecedentedly fresh for this kind of project. She hasn't played any games since she was a child, and she is not very old. At best, she is a big child.

Since Bu Ying has let go, the thing to grab is definitely the longan herself. Longan knows: Bu Ying does not care about anything, and she doesn't care. Those cheap things, Bu Ying never looked at it.

The 140s of the 140s and waiting for waiting (2)
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