Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Isn't that too lucky?

Need something, bring it to the door yourself?

Just as the cloud dance measured him, Nangong Yi passed through the du Sha, also looked at the cloud dance, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, seemed to smile.

Be polite; “Girl, please. ”

The cloud dance retracted its gaze, nothing said, nothing polite, really led the waiter down the road, but the Emperor's first turned in.

Followed Qing by Nangong Yi, saw the old man of the cloud dance walked in front of them politely, suddenly some teeth were bitten.

This woman doesn't know how to be polite. Her son helped her. She said thank you or not. Do you really think you're the owner?

Nangong Yinadu sand beneath the beautiful face, seemed to raise a smile, the bottom of the eyes gently shined.

That's it, slowly walked in.

Qingben wanted to say something. He could see that his son was so “angry”, he could only bear to follow in.

Inside, the decor is golden, the pen is decorated, the second floor is surrounded by a circle, about twenty compartments.

Down in the lobby, people were already seated.

The attendant leads the way to a left compartment three on the second floor.

“Prince Nangong, this is your room, if you need anything, press the button on the wall and we'll be right up. ”

The attendant quit the cabin after completing his respectful remarks.

After walking into the cabin, the cloud dance swept, more than twenty square meters in size, luxurious and should be a VIP room.

The cloud dance also chose a curtain position to sit on.

In that position, you can take a look at the auction platform below, follow the entire hall below, and the people outside, because of the curtains, can't see the people in the compartment.

Pretty good.

However, as soon as the cloud dance sat down, a loud voice of dissatisfaction appeared in his ear.

“Hey, that ugly woman, that's rude. This compartment is ours. Why are you following me? I'm sitting in my son's seat. Get out of here. ”

Little Qingqi rushed, three or two steps toward the cloud dance.

The way you want to kick her out.

“Xiaoqing.” At this point, Nangong Yi's low and sinking voice came.

Xiaoqing sniffed and turned his head and flattened his mouth. “Son, that's your spot, this ugly woman...”

“You talk too much, come on, you go out and get some snacks.” Nangong Yi said, sitting next to the cloud dance.

Qing looked at the cloud dance and was very dissatisfied.

But the man's temper was clear to him, and finally, after a cold hum to the clouds, he turned his head out.

The cloud dance glanced at the kid, also about 10 years old, leaves are much cuter than him, but this little guy is really noisy.

“Girl, don't mind me, my little waitress is such a temper, no offense.” A gentle, cool voice sounds very polite.

The cloud danced overhead and swept towards Nangong Yi, sitting across a coffee table.

“Do you mean anything to me, Prince Nangong? ”

From the beginning, I felt this man staring at her, the weirdness that seemed to have been seen through, had been in her heart, making her feel furious.

Had she not heard of him or the son of the master, she would not have liked to be in the same room with this man.

It's weird, it's uncomfortable.

However, the cloud dance did not show.

Too plain a face, so uncontrollably greeted his gaze under the cover of white sand.