Trafford’s Trading Club

Master Huang's face changed continuously.

And Ren Ziling, like listening to the Book of Heaven, couldn't help but ask: “What, master? Did you get a good look? What is it, the Lone Star, the Emperor's orders or something... what the hell? You have to say that my son was ordered by the Emperor. ”

“… just a moment.” Master Huang shook his head.

He just took a deep breath and pulled a very delicate little box out of his clothes... and any Ziling who thought there would be something precious in there accidentally found out that it was just one: eye drops.

Master Huang took the eye drops and nodded them into his eyeballs.

He blinked hard and rubbed his eyes a few more times. This was like the action he had just taken, covering one side of his eyes and looking at Mr. Lo again.

This time it still looks good.

“Hmm... low marks, narrow foreheads... nothing. ”

Master Huang muttered to himself, but frowned again: “No, the eyebrows are shrugged, the brilliance is not cluttered, the length is long, there is a powerful wind up is the face of the noble... or not, is it not right! No, no! Human beings are full of pictures... no right! How is that possible?”

Only Master Huang rubbed his eyes hard at this time. The more he looked at Luo Qiu's eyebrows, the deeper he got, and said something that others could not understand at all.

What was born rich, what was then decades of great luck, and what was once sad and awesome... this makes Ziling more and more suspicious - can this old thing really work? Afraid it's not a god stick.

“I know! Why do you look so weird?” Master Huang said coldly at this moment, “You...”

Ren Zilington became nervous and unconsciously drank water with a teacup.

As for Lo Qiu, she was as plain as ever... and the maid looked at the Master Huang.

“You...” Master Huang took a deep breath at this time: “Husband, I have never touched such a strange face, the only explanation is... you - cosmetic surgery!! ”

Pff--!

……

Aunt Ren couldn't help but choke on this phrase, so she didn't spray out a bite of white water, but she also coughed painfully for several times, but at the same time reached out her finger to the Master Huang.

But she thought, maybe she should just spray water on the old man's face.

“Cough, cough... I can finally tell...” Ren Ziling swallowed his mouth and shouted, "You are an old god stick!! Let me tell you something, if this kid has a plastic surgery, write my name upside down!! ”

“Not exactly?” Old Huang stunned and unconsciously opened his mouth.

But Zi Lingsu came to be quite averse to this deceitful behavior... if she hadn't listened to an interview with a wealthy businessman who had slapped her chest and guaranteed something, she wouldn't have dragged Lo Qiu here today.

“Lazy to tell you! ”

Ren Ziling snorted coldly, waved and shot a note on the table, then pulled Rochu with one hand, and Unight with one hand, "Let's go! Don't listen to this old god stick bullshit here... Holy shit! Am I being lowered? I can't believe I believe this! No, no, no... I'll write a column when I get back, it stinks of old god sticks! Mom sells lots!! ”

But Master Huang now looked at Ren Ziling pulling people away. He couldn't move. He just frowned deeper and muttered to himself: “Not exactly... how is that possible? Not exactly, not exactly...”

Old Huang suddenly pulled another piece of red paper out of his pocket —— this is the eight words he had previously obtained from Ren Ziling about this young man.

Old Huang looked at the eight words, his fingers pinched up, began to pinch and calculate... his fingers pinched faster and faster, and the look grew weird, not too many times already full of sweat.

But he was like a madman, still pinching his fingers.

Suddenly, the old yellow eyes stared at the boss, incredibly: “This life… should have died long ago?? ”

Saying, Old Huang Zhangkou spit out a bite of blood, and one fell on the table, and the man passed out.

……

……

Ah--!

Vice Editor Ren looked up at the sky at this moment and opened the pattern of losers. The waistplate couldn't straighten up. He was quite struck: “Can I believe this? How could I believe that? ”

Looking at Ren Ziling next door, he was almost lost. “If you don't want to eat, I'm leaving. You probably snuck out like this. Go back to work. ”

Ren Ziling laughed embarrassingly - she couldn't hide anything.

She suddenly said, "That's right! Are you waiting somewhere? Going on a date? If nothing happens, I have a nice place to go! ”

“You...” Rochu frowned and had an unclear feeling in his heart, "What else do you plan to do? ”

“Ah-ha-ha, it's nothing!” Ren Ziling, hahahahahahahahaha smiled: “It's really nothing! It's just that a merchant sent me a set of experience volumes the other day, and it's about to expire, so I thought I'd stop wasting it. ”

“Miss Ren, what is the experience volume?” Unight asked with a smile.

“Of course the girls like it...” Ren Ziling pulled out a ticket at this time, his face was like a yellow woman selling melons, "Ying!! Wedding Store Experience Volume ”

Boss Luo frowned and suddenly said: "You said the wedding dress shop, isn't it... this house? ”

Lochu simultaneously extended his fingers and pointed to a wedding dress shop across the street.

Ren Ziling looked at the address on the roll in surprise and exaggerated: “Huh! What a coincidence! I don't even know! Ah-ha-ha, so close. Come on! It's destined to go. Come on! ”

Without waiting for both of them to react, Ren Da Vice Editor reached out and grabbed one more and ran across the road.

Boss Luo... Luo Qiu, it's time for you to play with me as best I can.

……

A couple walked under a banyan tree with lots of ultimatums, and the girl suddenly said, "Look, those guys, they're funny. ”

When a man looked at the past, a woman dragged another woman and a man into the wedding dress shop across the street just like that... what's so funny?

The man shook his head and looked up unconsciously at the banyan tree on top of his head - no one nearby called it a banyan tree, but called it a wishing tree.

Xu Jiayi, I want to be with you forever!!

A man subconsciously remembered a long time ago, when he was young, he was seventeen, she was seventeen, and he was here with her.

He threw an ultimatum on the tree for her. He graduated with her on an appointment to the same university and planned for a future that was visionary.

“Xue, what are you thinking? Did you hear me talking to you?” The girl shook her boyfriend at this moment, twisted her head, drummed her mouth, seemed a little angry.

Man... Xue This time he came back to God: “Ah, what are you talking about? I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something. ”

“What are you thinking, so distracted?” The girl asked.

Xue smiled and touched the girl's head with a slight smile. “I think, when are we going to make a wish here, too? I hear it's quite experimental. ”

And the girl shook her head and said, "No! People say this is a breakup tree! Couples who come here to make wishes don't turn out so well! ”

“Then forget it.” Xue 21362; spoiled and smiled, "By the way, what did you say? ”

And the girl said, "I said, why don't we go over there today and see how our dress is doing? There are a lot of things to arrange, wine tables, invitations, all of which have to be prepared, and in a few moments there won't be so much time. ”

“Whatever you want.” Xue laughed.

This girl is fine, really good, everything is fine. Xue nodded, holding the girl's hand and protecting her, slowly walked across the street and walked into the wedding dress shop across the street.

He thought he should no longer remember the wishing tree.

Nor should the ultimatum be remembered.

More than that, the girl should never be remembered as pure white.

Life is so long, who dares to remember.