Good looks.

Feng Jiuqing felt that the person in front of her could definitely be within five fingers of the beautiful men she had seen.

The.

It must be the leader of Shangqiu, Qiu Yao.

"Leader Marion, I haven't seen you for a long time, how can you have time to come to my Shangqiu?" Qiu Yao's voice is also a standard sexy bass, which is very ear-catching.

Subwoofer oh!

Feng Jiuqing muttered in his heart.

"Leader Qiu Yao, we are here, naturally we are making a deal." Marion had met the man in front of her once, and at a rain prayer ceremony held by a wizard many years ago, all the tribal leaders had come over.

When they met, she thought that the leader of the Shangqiu tribe was too young to take on a big responsibility, and she didn't know what she could do with the tribe.

But I didn't expect that the last time we met, I was the leader of a hairy boy, and now I have grown into a real man.

Tall, mighty, and powerful.

Later, she never came to Shangqiu again, and Yana and the others took turns to come over to change things, and they only came twice a year, at most three times, and they never met the leader of Shangqiu.

Qiu Yao led the people into the tent.

The tent was large, and there were animal skins for the guests to sit in.

Everyone sat down and grinned.

Originally, the animal skin skirt was extremely short, but as soon as I sat down like this, the endless spring light in the animal skin skirt was all leaked out.

It's okay to say that the spring is fine.

Feng Jiuqing seems to have spicy eyes!

Qiu Yao's eyes seemed to be staring at Marion.

But Feng Jiuqing had a strange feeling, feeling that Qiu Yao had been staring at him, his eyes were scrutinizing and curious.

"Who is this?" After Qiu Yao and Ma Lien exchanged pleasantries, their eyes finally fixed on Feng Jiuqing's face, and he could look at her openly.

The woman in front of you.

Small.

Very small.

But it's not that weak.

It's a feeling that she looks weak, but in fact it can't be underestimated.

Looks bright and moving.

The Bhishanchu tribe is more beautiful than all the women of the eighty thousand rivers.

"Feng Jiuqing." Feng Jiuqing stepped forward and met his gaze without showing weakness.

"Nine acres." Qiu Yao repeated, hooked his lips and smiled, and his already handsome face showed his temperament: "The name is so good." ”

Feng Jiuqing: Why do you think this person in front of you is strange?

"We're here to find the leader of Qiu Yao, we have a deal to do." Feng Jiuqing didn't want to talk to him too much, so he got straight to the point: "I want potatoes, of course, it's not the potatoes that you cook and trade with people, but the serious potatoes that can sprout." ”

"Oh?" Qiu Yao was shocked in his heart, but his face was indifferent, and he asked with a smile: "What does Jiuqing mean?" ”

"Leader Qiu Yao, everyone understands people, don't play stupid with me, since I know, I definitely know the value of potatoes to your tribe, come and exchange, naturally I will also take out something of equal value." Feng Jiuqing looked at the man in front of him, took out the yam from the back basket, and pointed the germinated part at him: "This is a yam, like a potato, it is a plant that can be eaten by rhizomes, and the yield is definitely only high and not low compared with potatoes, you will definitely not suffer." ”

"Since this yam is the same as a potato, why don't you plant your things and come and exchange them with me?" Qiu Yao looked at the small section of yam, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

That thing really looks very similar to potatoes, and even the way it sprouts is exactly the same.