Flower Stealing Master Chapter 549: Beautiful Taoist Aunt
"Hey, that Young Master Kuo is going to suffer.ookxs." Yue Lingshan in the distance couldn't stop gloating.
Song Qingshu suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. It was true that she had a chance to meet from a thousand miles away. She could still find me even wearing a mask. Could it be that she was only a bully?
Seeing that Mu Wanqing didn't recognize him, Song Qingshu didn't want to puncture him. He was very playful: "Girl, there is no shortage of silver below."
"Then what do you lack?" Mu Wanqing shook the long sword in a very cold tone, as if he would drew his sword towards each other as soon as he said something unpleasant.
"The next person is boring to drink boring wine here. If the girl doesn't dislike it, she can sit down and fight for a table." Song Qingshu raised his hand and made a gesture of asking.
"I'm not used to being at the same table with men." Mu Wan replied coldly.
Song Qingshu shrugged: "Then there is no way. There is such an inn in this town. I kindly invite you to join the table. If you don't want to sit down, you can find someone else to join the table."
"You!" Mu Wanqing wanted to erect Liu's eyebrows, but it was really difficult to think that she was wrong first. She glanced at the three big five rough men on the other table, and frowned.
"Who said I won't sit anymore!" Mu Wanqing snorted, and sat down straight. It seems that the person in front of you is a bit pleasing to the whole inn. I'll just forget it. Anyway, I just have something to look for. People inquire.
"Little Er, let's have a few more delicious dishes, this girl's money counts for me." Seeing her sitting down, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile.
"Who is rare you asked, this girl has money herself." Mu Wanqing called Xiao Er and ordered some exquisite desserts and side dishes. When Xiao Er was about to leave, she suddenly hesitated. "Hey, Xiao Er, his wine money counts as mine." After speaking, a silver coin was thrown over.
"Puff!"
The fierceness Mu Wanqing showed just now is well known. A group of people are waiting to see the joke of the dastard young master. Who knows that this fierce girl actually invited each other to dinner.
"Women really like small white faces, bah!" A group of people were indignant, and they had already scolded them half to death, and by the way they despised Song Qingshu for nothing.
"Huh, I thought it was a hero in female middle school, but it turned out to be a pretty girl." Yue Lingshan was also disappointed.
"Senior Sister, keep your voice down. If she hears it, it will inevitably cause trouble." Lin Pingzhi hurriedly pulled on Yue Lingshan's sleeves, but he felt a little disapproving in his heart. The young man was clearly wearing a mask. Not pretty.
"Lingshan, don't cause trouble." Yue Buqun glanced at his daughter. Naturally, he wouldn't be afraid of her as a girl with his martial arts, not to mention there are so many people in the Huashan School. But they had another purpose in this trip. It is said that more is worse than less. There is really no need to make extravagances.
"Oh." Yue Lingshan closed her mouth unwillingly, but her ears stood up, listening carefully what would happen next.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing took the initiative to pay for herself, Song Qingshu's eyes flashed with surprise, but she said calmly: "Thank you for the kindness of the girl, but now I am disrespectful."
A group of people in the restaurant screamed shamelessly, but he didn't expect that he accepted it without any refusal. A manly man, who is away from home, how can there be any reason for a woman to pay? This little white face really lost the face of a man in the world, and he didn't know what point this girl fell in love with him.
Mu Wanqing herself didn't have that many thoughts, and asked faintly: "You don't have to thank you, this girl mainly wants to ask you something."
"As the saying goes, it’s okay for girls to ask questions. As long as they know it, they will know everything." Song Qingshu was also curious about what questions Mu Wanqing would ask a strange man.
Mu Wanqing nodded slightly and asked: "Are you a local here?"
"Uh," Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, "let's count as half a local."
Mu Wanqing suddenly angrily said: "Yes, yes, no, no, what is a half?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Although I am not a local, but I have lived in this area for many years, there is nothing I don't know about here, so naturally it is half a person."
Song Qingshu didn't speak big words either. Now that this area of thousands of miles is under the control of the Golden Snake Camp, there are really few things that happen to him that he doesn't know.
Mu Wanqing finally showed a hint of joy on her face. She was about to ask, but suddenly she closed her mouth again for some reason, and her expression became embarrassed.
Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. What kind of trick was this, why didn't he ask? He had no choice but to say: "Girl, but it's okay to ask."
Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, as if finally made up her mind: "Do you know Jin..."
Who knows that before she finished her words, she was interrupted by the inhalation and exclamation one after another. She noticed that the man opposite was also staring at the door in a daze, and she couldn't help but turned her head and looked curiously, only to see the door standing there. A beautiful Taoist aunt.
The large apricot yellow robe still cannot conceal the graceful figure of the Taoist aunt. She is obviously dressed as a thirty-year-old, but she is still delicate and tender, just like a young girl in 28th. Whisk in the hand gently waved, the expression was very familiar, the beautiful eyes were eager, and the peach cheeks were dizzy. No wonder the attention of the people in the inn was attracted by her.
Mu Wanqing noticed that even the man opposite her looked stupid, and couldn't help secretly anger: the master was right. There is no good thing for men in the world, and they are fortunate enough to change their minds...
Mu Wanqing first thought of Duan Yu and that Wang girl~IndoMTL.com~ But soon it was replaced by a scene in Jinling City. A charming girl fell into the arms of the **** Song Qingshu and called him affectionately. , That **** didn't even mean to explain at all...
I don't know why, seeing the masked man in front of him, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but think of the scene of that day.
Song Qingshu has a weird look at this moment. What day is it, how can I meet all my acquaintances? The beautiful Taoist aunt at the door, who is not Li Mochou?
Li Mochou obviously also encountered the problem that Mu Wanqing had just encountered, and there was no place in the entire inn.
However, unlike the situation where everyone invited Mu Wanqing just now, there is no sound in the entire restaurant now, and no one has the intention of making teasing.
"Chilian Fairy Li Mochou!" These people in the restaurant often run in the rivers and lakes. How can they have never heard of the fierce name of this devil? She looks so beautiful in an apricot and yellow robe. It's not her. Who is it again?
Li Mochou looked around, walked straight to a table next to Song Qingshu and the two, quietly looking at the five-and-three-thin men, without speaking.
The men changed their expressions and hurriedly said, "Ah, Xiangu came here by chance, we just finished eating, Xiao Er settled the bill."
I didn't wait for Xiao Er to come over after he finished speaking, and hurried out after throwing a bunch of silver coins.
"Pouch~" There was a chuckle from a distance. Looking at their table of untouched dishes, Yue Lingshan said disdainfully, "These men are really useless, they are so afraid of a middle-aged Taoist."
"Shan'er shut up!" Yue Buqun's face changed drastically.
Li Mochou's eyes were cold, his sleeves flicked, and a greasy drumstick on the table flew to Yue Lingshan's face.
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