Mr. Mu was summoned upstairs by the bustard upstairs with a thunderous summons, and at this time, Wei Xiaobao lost no time in flashing and appearing.

From his arms, he secretly took out a heavy iron pestle and handed it over, and whispered: "Little sister, my little brother looks away on weekdays, but I don't think about it, you are really a powerful master of dancing sticks, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Qingwen chuckled, and the gloom on her face instantly vanished the joke.

She picked up the iron pestle and made a gesture to fight, and Wei Xiaobao, who was a ghost, jumped out of the room with a premonition, and was turning around and grimacing at her.

"Another day, I'll pay you again. Qingwen said.

"Don't worry, just keep an account first. Wei Xiaobao had a hippie smile, but he didn't come forward.

Qingwen said, "Please okay you."

At this time, a loud roar from upstairs shook the house: "The girls have listened to me, this is the day when we listen to the face of the Oriole Pavilion, and no one can slack off." Prepare early. ”

The voice of the old bustard is like a flood bell Da Lu, standing in time, carved beams, painted columns, wooden ladders, cloud screens, have trembled and vibrated gently in the voice, some of the possibility of falling apart, just now was still buzzing, whispering constantly The three-story listening hall was suddenly quiet like a temple under the summons of the old bustard.

Qingwen heard the old bustard's call, where could she still take care of the chaotic pulse in the body caused by the chaotic acupuncture point spectrum of the embroidery needle just now, and she was dizzy, so she had to trot up and climb the stairs again, and went straight to Lan Tingfang, which listened to the top card of the Oriole Pavilion.

Qingwen estimated that Miss Xiyue should have finished wringing her face at this time, and it was time to summon herself.

went up to the third floor, and as soon as she entered the door of Delan Tingfang, before she heard Miss Xiyue's assignment, Qingwen hurriedly lowered her head and gave way to a figure who was rushing in a hurry.

I saw a pair of shallot-white fingers picking up the curtain and entering, accompanied by a string of exquisite dingdong curtains, and a pretty girl with black hair, jade hairpin, pink skin, and pointed bamboo shoot chin.

Qingwen didn't need to look up, she knew that this was the most unforgiving moon worship girl in the Oriole Pavilion.

The moon worship in the red jacket and green bloomers has red lips and white teeth, and her eyes are picky, and she doesn't even pay a light to Xiao Qingwen who is standing aside. She had a clear goal, glared at the old bustard with a smiling face angrily, and said: "Mom, you are also here! Could it be that we are just a 'month' in the sky, and there will never be a day?!"

Before the old bustard could be appeased, Qingwen saw the top Xiyue girl who walked out of the back room, greeted her, and replied with a smile: "Sister Yueyue, come, Xiyue hurry up and sit down." Your straightforward and unconcealed temper is on the right side of my sister and me. It's time to fight, it's time to appeal!"

Bai Yue said: "Sister, it's not that I'm picking, and I don't want to take your position, it's just that there are so few chances to get ahead." ”

"Who says it's not?!" Xiyue affectionately took Bai Yue's hand.

Qingwen didn't dare to look up, but kept her ears pricked up, listening to the conversation between the two sisters......