"Little Fairy!!" Patrick came in dragging a big bag.
Qian Jianhuan was dressing up in front of the mirror, and Rong Ji was combing her hair...
"Patrick, what are you dragging, so much?" Qian Jianhuan turned his head and his eyes fell on Patrick's bag.
"Hey, little fairy, this is the money I won last night, more than a thousand taels." Pai Daxing dragged the money to Qian Jianhuan's feet.
"You don't want to use these more than a thousand taels to redeem your life, do you?" Qian Jianhuan squatted down after Rongji gave her the pear hairpin, picked up her wallet, and dumped it all with a crash.
Come out, "10 taels... 110 taels... 110 taels... 540 taels... one thousand five hundred taels... 1,850 taels..."
"Wow! Little fairy, your hairstyle, paired with these two pear blossom hairpins, is so beautiful and refined, with a fairy-like air..." Pai Daxing stared blankly at Qian Jianhuan's head.
"Really?" Qian Jianhuan touched his hairpin and looked at Pai Daxing and smiled. Rong Ji immediately reminded, "Don't mess it up..."
Qian Jianhuan immediately turned around and teased, "Rong Ji, have you combed other girls' hair before?"
Rong Ji shook his head, "When I was six or seven years old, I combed my mother's hair."
Qian Jianhuan: "Your mother must be beautiful, right?"
Rong Ji nodded, "My mother is just like Jian Huan. She is so pure and beautiful that I never get tired of it. When I was a child, I always thought my mother was a fairy in the sky..." As he spoke, Rong Ji's bright eyes suddenly became sad...
"I'm sorry...I didn't know your mother..." Qian Jianhuan couldn't help but feel guilty.
Rong Ji carefully arranged the pear hairpin for Qian Jianhuan.
"It's okay Jian Huan, Jian Huan's mother must be very good-looking, otherwise why would Jian Huan be so beautiful?" Rong Ji looked at Qian Jian Huan who was squatting on the ground and said.
"I don't know." Qian Jianhuan lowered his head, "Grandma said that my parents passed away not long after I was born."
Rong Ji stretched out his hand. Qian Jianhuan glanced at his hand and extended his hand as well. Rong Ji pulled her up and held her in his arms... "I'm here."
Pai Daxing looked at the two people in front of him with a look of disbelief, "You??? are together?"
Qian Jianhuan grabbed Rong Ji's hand, shook it and said, "It's not obvious, Patrick Star..."
night starry river
Over at Linyue Tower, Taishu Wubian has arrived...
Linyue Tower is as lively as ever...
Long Elegy was sitting leisurely on the second floor watching the elimination system to show off wealth downstairs, while Yu'er was beside her, pouring tea and fanning her...
"Miss Long, a stranger came here today. He is really evil, cold and handsome, and has an extraordinary aura." Yu'er secretly looked at Uncle Wu Bian who had already bid for the top three on the first floor.
"Really? Where is it?" Long Elegy looked downstairs after listening to it. Sure enough, Uncle Wu Bian in the crowd, a jade tree facing the wind, with outstanding appearance, just casually sat down at the guest seat, and already made all the women in Linyue Building
Ready to move.
Both the maids and pretty beauties on the third, fourth and fifth floors were secretly enamored of him, including Long Elegy, who lost his life at first sight.
Since Qian Jianhuan already likes Rong Ji, he shouldn't forget about him. A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of Long Elegy's mouth.
"Go and find out what the young master's name is," Long Elegy pointed at Uncle Wu Bian and said.
Yu'er nodded "obey" and went happily.
The elimination system for the local tyrants downstairs has just ended, and it will soon be time for the competition.
"Now the competition is about to begin. Who would like to take the lead?" asked the thin host.
At this time, Huang Jiuye was the first to come up, and then a man in Tsing Yi came up.
"Good start!!!" said the thin man...
So Huang Jiuye and the man in Tsing Yi fought several rounds, but Huang Jiuye was still defeated.
The man in Tsing Yi won several games in a row quite easily...
In the end, Taishu Wubian turned over and jumped onto the ring...
Taishu Wubian just casually stood on the ring, and the man in Tsing Yi was shocked. When Taishu Wubian took out the black jade flute inserted at his waist and saw the dragon pattern on the black flute, the man in Tsing Yi immediately reacted,
Kneel down and say, "I'll see you here... Young Master..."
Uncle Tai smiled endlessly. Could this young man be a disciple of his demon sect? He actually recognized the dragon flute. Apart from the personal divine robe, only Qikui from the Baihua Temple recognized his dragon flute. Moreover, he had only seen the dragon flute in the Baihua Temple.
Baguio.
"Normal competition," Taishu Wubian said calmly.
"I don't dare..." the man in green said timidly.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha, let's go down." Uncle Tai smiled endlessly looking up to the sky...
The man in green immediately retreated.
"Qingfengbai..." said the thin man.
"Congratulations, sir, please follow me to the eighth floor." The thin host saluted and made an invitation gesture to take Uncle Wu Bian to meet Yinxue on the eighth floor.
"No... Sir, can I substitute someone?"
Uncle Tai’s boundless way.
"Who is the young master??" The thin man was surprised. The men in Linyue Tower worked hard to get a glimpse of Yinxue's beauty, weren't they?
"It's your boss in Linyue Building, Qian Jianhuan." As soon as Taishu Wubian said these words, the whole Linyue Building was in an uproar!! Qian Jianhuan! He's not the one who often wears gold and silver, heavy makeup, and holds a bright red in his hand
A woman in her forties wearing a gold-threaded chicken-feather fan and wandering around in the crowd??? Extremely vulgar...
"Hahahahahaha"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha" the audience burst into laughter...
Some even laughed to tears...
"This young master looks handsome and elegant, but I didn't expect the taste to be so unique..." Monk Hua said loudly in the crowd.
"What do you mean?" Taishu Wubian looked at Monk Hua coldly.
"Boss of Linyue Tower, we often see him, and sometimes he even comes up to pour wine for me to make up for my laughter..." A man with a stubble on his face laughed to death.
As soon as he finished speaking, Taishu slapped him in the air, causing him to vomit blood.
Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word. This young master was really skilled in martial arts, had a weird temper, and had weird tastes...
"Master, don't be angry..." Long Elegy wore a lavender gauze dress and slowly walked down from the second floor, shaking a purple feather fan in his hand...
Taishu Wubian turned around and saw this woman, with skin like gelatin, a collar like a beetle, teeth like a rhinoceros, a slender head and furrowed eyebrows, and a pair of clear and gentle deer eyes looking at Uncle Wubian with a faint smile...
…
"Where's the host?" Uncle Tai's boundless and indifferent eyes fell on Long Elegy, and after looking into her dark and shiny eyes... he became more polite.
Long Elegy was a little shy and nervous, and took the initiative to walk to Taishu Wubian. He smiled slightly, looked at Taishu Wubian timidly and pretended to be calm, half-hiding his face, "How can it be our turn to ask about the whereabouts of the original poster?
If the little lady’s calculation is correct, the host will probably be back in the next day or two.”
After hearing this, Taishu Wubian glanced at the people under the ring. His evil and cold Ruifeng eyes were staring at the ground, as if he was thinking about something.
"Okay, I heard that there is a girl named Yinxue in your Linyue Building, who is as beautiful as a fairy. Since your host is not here today, I might as well go to the eighth floor to have a look..." After that, Taishu Wubian went upstairs.
Go up.
Long Erge hurriedly followed, "Young master, follow me..." She walked quietly in front of Uncle Wu Bian, the sadness in her eyes only became sad when she avoided his gaze... This chapter has been completed!