[34] Contest

The slender hand was covered on the little hand that was rummaging, Xiao Yu looked up and shouted in confusion, "Little brother?"

The corners of Qianmei's mouth twitched, and she said helplessly, "Brother, this is not an injury." ”

Xiao Yu was puzzled, "Really?"

"Uh-huh!" Thousand Charms nodded in response.

Xiao Yu then looked at the matchmaker's mole and said, "Then why is there such a big .......?"

"Huh...... It's a mole. Qianmei said helplessly.

Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and he said loudly, "You lie to people!How can the mole be so big?" Then he hurriedly ran to Shuoyue's arms, and said fearfully, "Brother Yue, will there be a ghost to eat the little brother later?"

Qianmei: "......, how does this dead child speak?" or is her little rabbit cute!

Shuoyue couldn't help coughing lightly, patted Xiao Yu's back with her palm, and said gently, "Ghosts won't come to eat little brother's ......."

"Why?" Xiao Yu couldn't help but wonder.

Shuoyue but smiled silently.

On the tea table in the distance.

Qianmei looked indignant, that little kid was stupid and didn't hear it, don't think she didn't understand, if you want to say that I'm ugly, just say it, what kind of gentleman is beating around the bush!

got up and was about to compete with Shuoyue, when a call came from his ear, "Hey, it's our turn!" Zhu Qingyu's voice suddenly came into his ears.

Qianmei squinted at Shuoyue, snorted twice and left.

- Lucky boy!

Qianmei approached Zhu Qingyu, slapped him on the head and ravaged him, with a slight grinding sound in his words, "You can't tell me to feed me!

Zhu Qingyu slapped away Qianmei's hand, looking annoyed, "The mouth grows on me, can you still manage it?"

Qianmei was hideous, with both hands together, holding Zhu Qingyu's head and rubbing it vigorously, regardless of the villain's struggle, but Zhu Qingyu couldn't break free, just waiting for his head to become a bird's nest.

Zhu Yuan fell behind the two of them, looking like I didn't recognize these two.

…….

Shuoyue watched Qianmei and his party walk into the gambling conference, and hugged Xiaoyu, "Let's go, we should go in too......"

Xiao Yu snorted, but his eyes never left Zhu Qingyu, and his eyes flickered.

-- It's yesterday's little brother......

The primary election is on the square outside Santai, surrounded by fences, and the soldiers on the periphery are closely lined up to maintain order.

Qianmei lazily looked at the person who presided over the conference on the stage, a white beard that reached to his chest, swaying gently in the breeze, and a high bundle of silver hair, which was very suitable for the description of the old man with white eyebrows.

Are you still a host at this age?

――For example, a handsome guy with eight-pack abs and a beautiful woman with her chest exposed?

……

In the corridor above the three platforms, several handsome sons talked and laughed.

Off the field

"Look, isn't that Lin Yun, who ranked tenth last year?" said a woman in surprise.

"Yes, there is also the eighth ranked nameless, and the seventh Lu Ce on the side......"

Several women had peach hearts in their eyes, and they looked like, "So handsome......"

On the top of the three platforms, Lu Ce looked at the girls below who were secretly sending Qiubo, revealing a faint smile, but his eyes were full of pride and disdain.

Lin Yun is a middle-aged man, the male protagonist in the storyteller that the inn boasted before, with a rigid outline, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a simple face, but the shrewdness in his eyes does not dare to be despised by people.

The other is nameless, a person in the rivers and lakes, a dark horse that suddenly appeared last year, with a mysterious origin and a strange temperament.

The reason why they are here to watch the competition and judge is because they are invited here, to put it bluntly, they are to pick up other people's leftovers. xh:.74.240.212