Chapter 690: Coveted

"Who made his dog spit out ivory from his mouth." Shen Qingqiu said.

Black Eagle walked to Shen Qingqiu's side and noticed the fruit tea she had brewed in her hand, "Yo, it seems that I have a good fortune today." ”

He remembered that Little Twelve had always liked these crepe things.

When he was about to pour a glass, Shen Qingqiu slapped his hand away, "Don't drink it!" ”

Black Eagle touched his slap-a-face hand innocently, "Isn't it boiled for people to drink, besides, the vulture provoked you, and I didn't mess with you." ”

"You two are half a pound and eight taels!" Shen Qingqiu snorted angrily and turned to go upstairs.

Black Hawk, "......"

I was innocent and lay down and was shot!

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After Shen Qingqiu returned to the room, he sorted out his clothes.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up and took a look, it was her uncle Qin Huaiyu calling.

Seeing this phone call, Shen Qingqiu's heart felt weak for no reason.

Except for Qin Zhao, the rest of the people didn't know about her coming to the independent state.

Uncle called at this time, could it be that he heard something?

She took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Qin Huaiyu's cold voice came into her ears through the mobile phone earpiece, "Where is it?" ”

His tone was smooth, without any ups and downs, but it inexplicably made people's hearts tighten.

Shen Qingqiu's hand holding the phone couldn't help but tighten a little, she cleared her throat and struggled for a moment, "Outside." ”

It's not that she has the intention to hide it, she really doesn't have enough courage to confess everything.

"Where's it out there?" Qin Huaiyu asked with an unclear meaning.

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu probably had some conjecture in his heart.

She pursed her lips and no longer hidden, "Independent state." ”

"Huh!" Qin Huaiyu sneered unabashedly, and gritted his back molars faintly, "Shen Qingqiu, you are really getting bolder!" How dare you hide this kind of thing from me?! ”

"It's not meant to be hidden, isn't it for fear that you'll be worried." Shen Qingqiu explained.

"You know we're worried about you!" Qin Huaiyu's cold voice was mixed with a trace of unconcealable anger, he took a deep breath slightly, glanced at Qin Zhao who was squatting with two sandbags, and said with a gloomy face: "Say, when will you come back!" ”

Shen Qingqiu pondered for a moment, "I'm not sure for the time being. ”

Qin Huaiyu raised his hand and pinched his temples, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and after calming down, he spoke again, "Pay attention to your safety, and when you return to Haicheng, remember to report back to Qin's house." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the 'beep' sound on the phone, Shen Qingqiu's brows tightened, and his face was solemn.

Report back to Qin's house......

Could it be that my grandfather knows?!

Definitely!

Otherwise, why would you let her report back to Qin's house?!

Shen Qingqiu was holding his mobile phone, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and when he was thinking about whether to call Qin Zhao to find out, a black shadow appeared behind him.

Before she could look back, she felt the distinctive, familiar woody scent enveloping her.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Fu Tingshen slowly leaned down and leaned on her shoulder, his lips pressed against her sideburns, and his deep magnetic voice slowly sounded in his ears, "What are you thinking?" ”

The warm breath sprayed her sideburns, sweeping the broken hair on her sideburns, causing her to shrink her neck and look at him with partial eyes, "Some family things." ”

"Do you want to go out for a walk at night?" Fu Tingshen's arms wrapped around her thin waist, and his palms rubbed her slightly cool hands.

Shen Qingqiu's eyebrows raised slightly, "Do you want to go out?" ”

"Scared?" Fu Tingshen clasped her waist, turned her around, facing herself, her knobby fingers picked up her chin, and her fingertips rubbed her lips, "Mochizuki Pavilion has an auction tonight, do you want to have fun?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu's eyes were dyed with a hint of interest, "Okay." ”

She has always liked to watch the excitement at auctions, but this is the first time she has seen an auction in an independent state.

The right to see the world has come.

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Twenty minutes later, Shen Qingqiu changed into a double-breasted cheongsam and walked out of the fitting room.

The dress doesn't look too much in the limelight or too casual.

The well-cut skirt sets off her graceful figure to the fullest.

The slit at the hem of the skirt is just right, and her straight and slender legs are faintly visible when walking, looming, making people think about it.

Qinglian's cold color revealed a sense of alienation that could only be viewed from a distance and could not be blasphemed, but it was a little more charming on Shen Qingqiu's body, like a noble and elegant saintess, coveted by people, but she did not dare to blaspheme easily.

Fu Tingshen sat on the sofa and saw Shen Qingqiu coming out of the cloakroom, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dim light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

"Is that okay?" Shen Qingqiu tidied up his neckline.

With the movement of her head held high, her chest naturally straightened up.

Fu Ting's dark eyes became more and more dark and deep, he got up and walked straight to Shen Qingqiu, "Change it." ”

"Isn't it pretty?" Shen Qingqiu subconsciously lowered his head to check his dress.

Fu Tingshen's arms wrapped around her waist, "I don't feel safe." ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but smile and said, "What kind of reason are you." ”

"Good." Fu Tingshen leaned down slightly, kissed her lips against her sideburns, and coaxed in a low voice, "The cold wind in Moon Pavilion is too heavy, this dress is too thin, is it okay to change one?" ”

Ten minutes later, under Fu Tingshen's soft grinding and hard soaking, Shen Qingqiu changed into a piece of clothing.

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At first glance, Mochizuki Pavilion sounds like just the name of a pavilion, but it's not.

Mochigetsu Pavilion consists of six buildings, each of which communicates with each other.

If you look down from the sky, it is like six stars in a row.

Today's auction happens to be held in the main building.

As soon as they entered, a staff member led them into the VIP box.

Shen Qingqiu looked around at the antique decoration design around him, and suddenly felt like he was dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty.

"What's all there to do today?"

"Mochizuki Pavilion is different from other auction venues, there are no specific objects, there is only one core theme." Fu Tingshen put down the teacup in his hand, "And today's theme is 'blindness'." ”

"Blind?!" When Shen Qingqiu heard this, his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a strong sense of interest.

It was the first time she had heard such a rule, and she was even more curious and looking forward to tonight's auction.

As the auction kicked off little by little, Shen Qingqiu stood on the woodcarved railing and looked down.

In the center is a round table.

Stones of various sizes are placed on the table, each with a serial number.

At the same time, the private butler delivered the pamphlet to the box, marking each serial number of stones with the low price and the amount of the mark-up.

Seeing the situation, Shen Qingqiu's eyes flashed with a hint of clarity.

It turned out to be a gambling stone.

However, it was the first time she had seen gambling stones engage in this kind of battle.

Fu Tingshen saw Shen Qingqiu's curiosity, and asked out loud, "Do you want to go down and have fun?" ”

"Okay."