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Chapter 484 What? A Flower Picker?

In the past two days, Gu Yihan has been sending people to lock up the group of wild monks.

To prevent them from informing them is equivalent to house arrest.

Next, I waited for the master behind the scenes to get into the trap.

Gu Yihan and Gu Nuoer and his daughter were patient about this matter.

On the day, there was no class in the National Academy, so Gu Nuoer dragged Ye Siming to accompany her to her small shop.

Jiang Xiaoran also came with him.

He walked into the store with his hands behind his back, looked up and down, left and right for a while, and praised him.

"The little princess shop is very well-known."

Lao Jiangtou carried a pile of freshly prepared lanterns and squeezed over by him.

"This young master lets you go, don't block the way."

Jiang Xiaoran watched helplessly that after these new lanterns were placed on the shelf, they were immediately snapped up by customers who came to buy pastries.

These men and women left inscriptions on the lanterns and then put them back on the shelf, waiting for those who are destined to take on the next sentence.

Jiang Xiaoran wondered: "Is it so fun? Then I'll try it too."

Gu Nuoer put his hands on his hips: "Brother Hua Luobu, remember to give the money!"

Jiang Xiaoran took out ten taels and put them on the tent.

"Can I still have this little money? No need to find it. Let me choose three at once. I can't say it's all fate!"

Gu Nuoer slapped his little hand and pressed it on the money he gave him.

"Sister Chudie, please give him the money, we won't charge more!"

Then, the little guy stared at Jiang Xiaoran.

"Brother Hua Luobu, you must take every fate seriously, you can only choose one lantern!"

Jiang Xiaoran pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "So dedicated, it doesn't fit my personality."

Ye Siming Ben didn't say anything, and then suddenly slapped the table with a palm.

He said coldly: "If you listen to Gu Nuoer, you can only choose one."

Jiang Xiaoran shrank for a moment.

Ye Siming is protecting the little princess again!

There was no way, and under force to oppress the enemy, Jiang Xiaoran had to restrain himself and only took out a lantern.

I saw that there were a few beautiful and neat fonts on the lantern.

Written-

Duckweed is helpless.

Jiang Xiaoran laughed.

When you lift the pen, you write four words freely: "Love is salvation."

Isn’t duckweed helpless? Just have a love affair.

He confidently put the lantern back on the shelf.

Gu Nuoer blinked her moist eyes and asked curiously: "Brother Hua Luobu, you probably didn't write down some words that are not suitable for children on the lantern!"

Jiang Xiaoran said seriously: "Princess! Am I that kind of person?"

Gu Nuoer nodded honestly.

Her cheeks bulged: "The nest is a regular shop, not a place where you attract bees and butterflies!"

Jiang Xiaoran hummed: "Don't worry, princess, I'm going back this time, very serious."

Gu Nuoer was half-believing and half-doubting.

At this time, the sound of officers patrolling and shouting came from the door.

"Girls and ladies, please reduce going out after you have finished your meal at night and close the doors and windows when you sleep at night!"

Gu Nuoer ran to the door curiously and watched the officials shout and leave together.

"Why can't you come out at night?"

Ye Siming explained lightly: "I heard from Lao Bai that there was an extra flower picking thief in the capital. When he sneaked into the boudoir at night, several ladies had met him."

Gu Nuoer was shocked and hurriedly looked at Jiang Xiaoran.

The latter was originally trying a piece of pastry.

I noticed Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming's suspicious eyes.

Jiang Xiaoran immediately shouted: "What are you doing? It's not me! I want a girl, and I can take off my clothes with a wave of my hand! As for being a flower-picking thief!"

Gu Nuoer covered his ears with his hands and shouted: "Brother Si Ming, the child cannot listen to what he said!"

Ye Si Mingchao Jiang Xiaoran frowned and clenched his fists: "Looking for death?"


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