"You don't know what to do, the old lady can't cure you if you don't believe it today!" Fan Xiao's feet poked at the two little pointed feet and quickly pounced over. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although her small feet are very slow, the man's legs and feet are even more inconvenient. When he ran a step or two with his feet, Fan Xiaojiao had already caught him with her fat black little pig hand.

Fan Xiaoscript made up for him, and after this move, she had already been provoked, worthy of being a hero in the carmine pink, and at this time she actually gave birth to some pride and pride when the bully was looking for fun.

She grabbed the soft thing and said with a smile: "Toast without eating and drinking, the old lady will do you today!"

I saw that the man's face under him was gray, showing two lumps of red. I don't know if I'm ashamed or irritated.

I saw that he snatched his belongings vigorously, pushed away Fan's little feet, and lifted his pants, which was very energetic when a woman from a good family was humiliated.

He gasped, annoyed!

A few quick steps back, his legs trembling even more. The originally red face rose sharply, the green tendons jumped at the corners of the forehead, and the sweat flowed down the face.

Fan Xiaojiao gasped and got up, she patted the mud on her body, stomped her little foot and crossed her waist to get up.

"Little feet!" came a man's rattling voice, and he was seen to be clothed. Revealing a hairy chest, holding a toothpick in his hand, he looks like he is slack!

When Fan Xiaojiao saw that it was him, he felt that his anger did not hit him, and he only snorted from his nose.

"What's the matter? What are you angry with her? He can make you rare like that!" someone came over and lightly pinched the two lumps in front of Fan's little feet.

"Hmph!" Fan Xiaojiao's face was cold, and he was even more angry when he saw him coming. Only squeezed out a cold smile with his fat black face.

"What's the matter? Huh?" The subordinates who came here exerted some strength, and they must have screamed in pain when they were left behind, but Fan Xiaojiao was born different. It was kneaded more and more.

The person who came was Yang Laosan, who was Fan Xiaojiao's concubine and thug. This area is a well-known bully.

When Fan Xiaojiao saw him coming, he didn't care about the gray-faced one over there, and only hugged Yang Laosan and laughed.

The man quietly arranged his clothes, and did not look at the two men and women on the kang who were as if no one was around. I walked slowly to the door on tiptoe and found a no-man's land and squatted down.

The man is none other than Lao Fu'er, who is now alone. received a large sum of money, and is in a good life of "getting promoted and getting rich and dying his wife".

That's right, he is now doing errands for that nobleman, as an errand runner. Otherwise, no matter how anxious that Fan Xiaojiao is, he may not be able to afford to look at him like a wreck!

Regardless of what others say or not, Lao Fu at least evaluates himself in this way.

If it weren't for the waste, how could he ignore Cui Niang's grievances and take the silver given by the enemy with peace of mind!

He pounded his heart hard, didn't he have a heart? Really heartless, did he? Thinking that he could live a peaceful life with the pain of pretending?

No, Cui Niang! Sometimes it takes courage to survive! Lao Fu hugged his head in pain.

"Old wilt!" a cry made the man curled up in the corner.

I saw a little guy standing in front of him, looking down at him. "What about Fan Xiaojiao, what about Yang Laosan, Ye has something important to say!"

The man recognized that this was the little guy next to the noble man called Changfu. He didn't answer, but slowly stretched out his finger and pointed to the room in front of him.

The little servant spat and looked at the man contemptuously, a trace of disdain flashed in his heart, and he didn't look at him, but only followed the direction of his finger

The man didn't care about the little guy or ignored him, and only walked one foot deep and one shallow foot behind the little guy.

When the servant arrived at the house, he kicked open the hidden door. It doesn't matter that the pair of fat mandarin ducks on the kang are fluttering like immortals, you are alive and dead, and they are fighting. only said coldly, "Hurry up, the master still has something to order!"

A vicious battle between the two men was interrupted, and they had to end in a hurry.

I saw that the woman was very careless, with her breasts exposed, lying on the kang on her back, as if she was still reminiscing. The man hurriedly pulled up his clothes and pants, put on a smile on his face, and said flatteringly, "What does the uncle command?"

He had a meaty face, a full beard, and a very strong man. At first glance, I thought he was a butcher or an executioner.

Indeed, he was a butcher for a few days. But after giving birth to a butcher's body, he couldn't endure that suffering. Besides, the money is also slow. He stood on his own and started the "mountain" to do this "media pulling" to force the good into the skin and meat business of prostitution.

When the little servant saw that they were called, he stayed away, and covered his nose in disgust, and spread the words of his master:

"The master said that he would do it in advance! someone has been arranged to go first, but the master said that you have to go Yang Laosan to do this, let you personally run and bring it back, there is no loss!"

Yang Laosan smiled disappreciatively: "Why did you advance it, didn't you say that when the time comes, let's do it together, and bring the old one with the younger one?"

"If you want to go, you'll go, where is all this nonsense!" the little guy scolded as he covered his nose.

"What the master said is, I'll pack up and leave!"

In front of this little guy, Yang Laosan seemed to have forgotten the ferocity on weekdays, only as docile as a sheep, if Xiao Cuihong, who had just been abused by him, would definitely drop his jaw when he saw it.

"Don't clean it up!" the little guy took out a bag of silver from his bosom and threw it at Yang Laosan, and walked a few steps to the door.

He really couldn't smell the sour smell of the men in this room, mixed with the smell of fat powder on the women!

Yang Laosan smiled and raised his hand and touched the heavy silver bag in his sleeve, and said loudly: "You let me rest assured, I will definitely handle the things that his old man explained!"

The little guy retracted his foot and stepped out, "Don't be publicized! The master has ordered, be careful to ensure that nothing goes wrong! This thing must be done well, otherwise you won't be able to resist a thousand deaths!"

"Yes, yes!" Yang Laosan hurriedly bowed.

"Little brother, don't go?" Fan Xiaojiao on the kang came to rest at this time, and hurriedly took out the posture of the old bustard and greeted.

"You guys have a good sum up, I'm leaving!" and" he paused as he spoke, then looked down at the room with disgust, "The master said that he will give you a lot of silver, let you clean up well, after all, the little ancestor who came here is delicate and expensive!"

"It doesn't matter what kind of delicate and expensive she is, when she comes to the old lady, she can immediately make her obey!" Fan Xiaojiao said in a thick voice.

"You can do whatever you want! What about those who didn't show up on the stage before? The master said that this will be of great use in the future, and you should not be the same as before!" the little girl interrupted her impatiently.

"But ......"

"But what, the master said that you don't want to do a bigger business than Yihong Mansion, so you still come as before!"

"Got it, got it!" Fan Xiaojiao was so happy when he heard this that he hurriedly got off the kang.

The little girl glanced at her and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the person who was remembered, and it was hard to fall into the hands of this kind of goods!

"Ye said that he would find a few people to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you just care about Fengyue! Also, Ye can't show up recently, I will come to tell you something!" After speaking, he went out without looking at them.

When I walked to the door, I saw the old man curled up in a ball, and I saw him squatting on the ground as if he was asleep.

The little servant stepped forward and kicked him, and saw that he seemed to be asleep, and did not move.

"Phew! I've really been a watchdog!" the little guy spat and went away.

Seeing that he was gone, Lao Fu'er slowly raised his head with a thoughtful expression.