Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The cloud dance also threw away Kim Yuanbao.

Taking over Jin Yuanbao of Shenzhen, the strong man couldn't help but look at the cloud dance.

That went too well, didn't it?

“By the way, let me remind you, before you go out in the future, ask the old lady to raise the chest pad a little higher, otherwise, this is a stomach or chest that can't be distinguished, that would be too unprofessional. ”

Left behind, the cloud-dancing corner turned away with a laugh.

Both mothers and children staying where they are, they haven't figured it out yet at first, what that means.

Until, when they glanced at the chubby stomach of the half-wife Xu, they realized that the face suddenly changed.

The cloud dance shadow is no longer in the crowd.

In the loft on the second floor of a distant liquor store, the scene just now was captured by a pair of master servants.

“Son, I didn't expect this sidetown, but some people dare to fool good family women in the street. It's really windy, there are a lot of losers. ”

On the second floor, in the attic, a boy in white, about 10 years old, looked at the departing cloud dance and frowned.

“Qing, didn't I tell you to put your temper away and watch out for trouble from your mouth?” It was a gentle, refreshing sound.

The boy in white was unhappy with his mouth, but he retracted his gaze and looked at his master. "Son, more than a month ago, you were born with a vision, Master Guo Bu counts that this afternoon in this place, you will meet your loved ones. It is almost time. Have you seen which one of your loved ones? ”

The man did not answer.

He slowly lifted the teacup in front of him and stretched it under the veil for a shallow sip.

Xiaoqing saw his master, it was always like that, the wind and the clouds seemed light and gentle, I couldn't help but rush.

His son was the son of a master of the Zhou dynasty with the ‘first prophet of God'. He was supposed to be the proud son of heaven, but for some reason, he wore a white veil since he was a child, and rarely even went out the door.

But more than a month ago, after his son was attacked by bandits, the master suddenly rejoiced.

Turns out, it was the bloodshed that made him figure out that today in this town, at the time of the wine house, his master would meet his loved ones and escape the fate of a lonely life.

Waiting for another half-round.

This is the moment to see, this old lively liquor store, even today it is cold and clear, there is not even a young woman with a clear face, Xiaoqing, this "Emperor is not too rushed” personality, how can it be quiet.

“Son, I'm going downstairs to check it out. If there's a suitable girl, I'll invite her up...”

Without waiting for the man to speak, the figure hurried to go downstairs.

But he just walked up the stairs and hit a figure.

At first glance, I couldn't help but frown, blocked in front of the cloud dance, and the disgusting sound sounded; “You scum, what are you doing here? ”

Seeing a man dressed as a cloud dancer, Xiaoqing suddenly thought, "He” is a filthy scum, as if it were the rat shit that would contaminate his master's pot of fairy soup, so annoying.

The cloud dance blocked the road, somehow looking at the boy with the voice in front of her, she doesn't seem to know him, does she?

But it faded back: “Come to the tavern to eat, of course, or come to the thatch? ”

“You...” the boy held his breath, "you went somewhere else to eat, didn't see my master here, we wrapped it on the second floor. ”