"Eh! it's you little beggar again!" Mu Jiu's voice came from under the stone steps, "Last time you were talking nonsense here, the owner didn't care about you, you still dare to come!

"What? It's you beggar!" Dusk Yang didn't have time to stop it, but he saw Mu Yi angrily go up and slapped the little beggar twice, "The owner doesn't care, it doesn't mean that our sisters don't care! When will it be the turn of others to bully and look down on Yuefanfang? Not to mention that you are a little beggar!"

The little beggar lowered his head vigorously, and his dry and frizzy hair mixed with grass and yellow mud was messily pressed on his head. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info his shoulders trembled violently, thinking about facing the fierce Mu Jiu, how could a beggar who lives by begging on weekdays not be afraid?

"What's the matter?, are you dumb today?" Seeing that the little beggar was silent, Mu Yi became even more angry, "Go! Don't let me see you again, don't dirty the land of my Moon Fan Workshop!"

"Kiyi!" Twilight snapped a halt, and she retracted her hand unwillingly.

Twilight leaned over and placed a small piece of broken silver in the bowl with a gap, "Go elsewhere." Then, ignoring the disbelief exclamations of the two behind her, she walked straight into the Moon Fan Workshop.

Mu Yi glanced at the little beggar fiercely, pulled Mu Jiu up and walked back while muttering.

The little beggar hung his head, his mood slowly calmed down, and his black and gray hands picked up the small broken silver in the broken bowl and stared silently for a while. Until there was an extra pair of black moire boots in front of me.

"Stay away from the Moon Fan Workshop!"

Mu Qingfeng's eyes drifted far into the distance, and his voice was low and hoarse, but every word was in his ears.

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Twilight returns to the hall. The hall where the figures were shaking was quiet, and only the sound of beams and bamboos remained. The snow-colored petals flying in the sky faintly exude a fragrance, and the eight fan-shaped girls are exchanging and flying in the air with the eight white veils that fall, and the feather fan in their hands is as sharp as the wind when it is closed, and gentle as a cloud when it is unfolded. A dance fluttering like a fairy, rigid and soft. And Ling Yuelou's glamorous dance is full of fragrance, and there are Ling Meiren in charge, which can be regarded as having its own merits.

Twilight curled the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, and the fact that the girl of the fan generation would do light work would definitely be known all over the city in less than half a day. Rich sons, chivalrous gentlemen, will definitely rush to come. Chu Li was privately worried that such an obvious exposure of the girls in the workshop would be able to do martial arts, and he might provoke the people of the rivers and lakes to covet him. She wasn't worried. There are gains and losses, this is the price of the moon fan workshop's turnover. Besides, the Moon Fan Workshop is famous for collecting transaction information, and it is not surprising that the people under his hands know how to do some kung fu.

"Sister Mu Yi!" Mu Jiu came out of the answering office with a basin of "Kowloon Tour", saw Mu Yi, and greeted him with a smile. "Today's moon fan workshop can be out of the limelight! It's very quiet to the door, I thought that the flower girl was going to make trouble again, but I didn't want to suffer a loss, but I calmed down a lot. ”

"Calm?" Mu Yi burst out laughing, "I don't know what kind of mess is going on in Ling Yue Mansion today! Hmph, it must be stinking!" She couldn't stop laughing, the more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt, and when she saw Mu Jiu's blank face, she sighed secretly. This girl always reacts half a beat slower than others.

"Didn't you see that Ling Yuelou had the door closed all day?" Mu Yi reminded her.

"Hmm...... As if she had noticed......" She squinted her eyes and thought about it, and suddenly shouted, "Ahh......h

"Be careful! Don't be so surprised! You can bear to overturn the Kowloon Tour. Mu Yiheng glared at her, and smiled, "Yes, laxatives." The amount was enough for them to endure for a day, and even the unknown Ling Meiren was not spared. The fingers fanned a few times in front of his nose, and the apricot eyes smiled, but it made Mu Jiu feel a chill down his spine when he saw it.

"The owner?" she said hesitantly.

"Nonsense! Everything must be done at the right time and seize the opportunity. If there is no opportunity, we will create our own opportunities, otherwise the previous effort will not be wasted? It is not the first time that you and I have met the owner, as long as it is what the owner is determined to do, there is nothing that cannot be done. ”

Mu Jiu nodded, and asked again, "How did Sister Mu Yi know about the owner's drug?"

"This ......" Mu Yi pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and he suppressed his throat, "I accidentally heard the ......" is self-evident.

"Oh-" Mu Jiu deliberately lengthened his voice, "It turned out to be eavesdropping." I want the owner to know that my sister's monthly money this month is going to be deducted in full!"

"You!" Mu said, remembering that she had returned to the hall after beating the little beggar, and as soon as she stepped in, she heard the owner say, "The small piece of broken silver will be deducted from your monthly money", and she was so shocked that she almost had a close contact with the ground. Naked exploitation! She cried out in her heart, and there were words of suffering.

Mu Jiu laughed eatingly.

"Dead girl, I've gained a lot of guts lately!" Mu Yi was unwilling to be robbed, and put it on Mu Jiu's ear in a sinister manner, "I saw Mu Gongzi come back, so I have a lot of courage, right?"

The smile froze instantly.

"I don't understand what my sister is saying, and I still have to serve food, so I won't chat with my sister. Mu Jiu was panicked, and quickly lowered his head and walked away.

Mu Yi looked at the dark sky outside the corridor, touched the tip of his nose, and walked towards the hall.

On one side of the verandah, small lilac flowers bloomed, blocking a rockery surrounded by vines.

Qianxing raised his eyes to look at the woman beside him, and the corners of his lips smiled. I saw the woman leisurely turning the silver silk inlaid purple gemstone ring, the faint purple gemstone color lined the delicate and soft finger bones.

"Did you really do that?" he asked.

Twilight raised her head, her eyes clear, and she said "yes" lightly, with a clear face.

Qianxing couldn't help laughing, "You admit it generously!"

"Since I dare to do it, I'm not afraid to admit it!" she said, she approached Qianxing, almost head to head, shallow breath sprayed on the other party's face.

Looking down at Qianxing's deep eyes, she said, "What if the means are not bright? What I want is just the result." What's more, that was the means that Hua Niang used to deal with her, but she was on guard in advance, Hua Niang didn't succeed but let her take the bag of medicine and throw it into the well of Ling Yue Tower.

This dumb loss, you still have to swallow it yourself!

His eyes swept around Junlang's face, and when he was about to get up, Qianxing took the opportunity to grab her waist and gently took it, and Twilight threw himself into his arms.

A slight smug chuckle came from above his head.

The sky is getting darker and deeper, and the half-quarter moon hangs over the night, and the surrounding area is dotted with stars.

"The beautiful scenery of the good day, and the first beauty of the wind and moon in my arms, I don't know how many people envy!" He looked at the woman in his arms, he didn't realize that the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be dripping, but the tail of his eyes swept to the darkness at the end of the corridor.

The first beauty of Fengyue? Twilight was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, which was different from the previous rejection. Especially the tip of his nose rubbed against his clothes, and the faint fragrance of bamboo seemed to paralyze all her nerves.

"It's indeed a beautiful day, the son is so Yaxing, it really shouldn't be disappointed! Wait for the twilight to arrange, pick a top girl to serve the child, and ask the son to stay for a while. ”

As soon as she moved, she was pressed back into her arms by Qianxing: "Not busy." ”