"It's just that, I persuaded the two masters, isn't it the most normal thing for this man to come out and have a drink of flower wine? In this world, which man does not steal fishy? Which man does not visit Qing-lou to drink flower wine?

She had to say it again, but Feng Chenglin suddenly made a move, squeezed her old face, and yanked her forward.

"Don't say I didn't warn you... the taste of fine wine is not delicious..."

Old things, what do they come for! ?

Do you want to arrest their husbands for those rich wives? ?

After the temple was settled, I realized that the reaction would come: "Co-author, you are... when we are here to catch the traitor, right?"

This woman is really good!

There are such ideas!

the two of them--

Have you ever seen such a handsome catcher? ?

The old bustard was hurt by Feng Chenglin's cheeks, but he couldn't scream at all, and struggled for a long time before being thrown away.

At this time, he dared not presumptuously.

It's just that, looking at the expressions of the two, it was a bit subtle for a while.

"You are not..."

She suddenly stopped her voice and waved her hand again and again.

"No, no, nothing, my mouth is broken..."

She slapped herself symbolically and she drooled and smiled.

"That's it, I see you... I thought it was the man's son, come on your mother's order..."

I haven't finished talking--

"what did you say?"

"Are you special..." Feng Chenglin had to do it again.

The old bustard quickly slapped himself again: "Mistaken words, mistakes of words, I...really **** it, why don't you say anything..."

Quietly, she held the gold coin in her hand and tested it carefully.

"Um, I don't know... who are you two?"

"I want to ask you something!" Feng Chenglin lowered his eyes, clasped his hands tightly, his joints creaked: "You have to answer honestly, or else... wait a moment, let's make a new account. Calculate the old accounts together!"

"Okay, okay, no problem..." The old bustard nodded repeatedly, aiming at his sleeve pocket: "It's just, that... we said before..."

Dingmiao: "..."

Really, people die for money, and birds die for food!

Just now, he was panicked by Feng Chenglin's threat, and in a flash, he had such a greedy face!

Feng Chenglin glanced at her slantingly, and took out a few gold coins again from his sleeves without delay, and placed them on the table one by one.

After counting ten gold coins, he shook his sleeves.

It's still the "ding-ding-dong" crash.

"Do you see it, Xiaoye, I said that if I have money, then I definitely have money...how?"

"Lord, you can ask, I don't know, there are also the girls...they know how many people are served by the sky, and they know it. It's true that you two came to my flower boat. In my place, there is the most information. Everywhere there are customers..."

The old bustard focused his eyes on the gold coin, swallowed, and pointed towards it.

"That... is for me?"

Feng Chenglin tapped his finger on the gold coin: "As long as your answer comes out and the results satisfy us, these things are all yours!!"

"Well, your two masters just ask..." She glanced at the candle under the glaze cover: "It's just that, hurry up, we are going to bloom..."

"What are you anxious for?" Feng Chenglin was upset for a moment, and shook his sleeves again: "Should I take the gold to sink this boat now?"

"..." The old bustard drew his lips, didn't dare to urge any more, just laughed: "I am not... what? You ask, you ask..."