Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 344 You can use your name and my surname to make this story
What the hell, why does he want to beat someone up so much!

This guy, why is Mao talking to him so politely, he is not an old gentleman who teaches stereotyped essays in a private school.

"Brother Murong, if you talk like that again, we'll just..." Don't talk about brothers, even partners can't do it.

Before he finished speaking, Young Master Fengyue Qiao turned his head over there, and said with a smile, "Brother Murong, Young Master Jia, you two sit down for a while, I'll just finish watching these girls."

Murong Chong nodded calmly, "Well, you are busy, my lord."

Little Master Jia: "..."

A pair of eyeballs instantly turned into copper bells.

Brother Murong, Young Master Jia.

This, this is Miss Lan Xi?

Only Miss Lan Xi would call them that.

Although the voice has changed, it feels so similar.

And the figure, too, like.

Looking at this face again, at first glance, he looks like a clear and cold young man, but upon closer inspection, there is no doubt that there is the shadow of Miss Lan Xi.

Young Master Jia raised his folding fan and knocked himself on the head, feeling like he was going to cry stupidly.

It's far away in the sky, but it's so close in front of us, he can't even see it!
He is the one who is handsome and has no brains.

Young Master Jia disliked him for a while, but he was immediately happy, with the corners of his eyes twitched, and he smiled suavely, "It turns out that Lan Xi, Mr. Lan Xi has come a long time ago."

Xia Lanxi turned her eyes again when she heard this, and said seriously, "Master Jia, you can call me Mr. Chu Xia from now on."

Since she dressed up as a man and became a son, of course she had to use the surname of Little Four.

This is how love songs are sung, you can use your name and my surname to make this story...

Mr. Chu Xia is just right.

Little Master Jia: "..."

Mr. Chu Xia.

Why Chu? Is it because Miss Lan Xi lives in Chu Palace?
But, well, he can't be called Mr. Jia Xia.

Mr. Chu Xia still sounds nice.

It doesn't matter what it's called, as long as Miss Lan Xi is here.

I don't want Miss Lan Xi's business to come to the Beauty Pavilion.

Looking at the face, it is ten taels of silver, which is not too easy to earn.

"You can even do face-face business, Mr. Chu Xia is so amazing."

Master Jia praised him sincerely.

Their Jia family is a family of merchants, and he grew up surrounded by various business experiences. However, even so, he still feels that he is not as good as Mr. Chu Xia.

He can't do business every day, and people are everywhere.

Picking mulberry on the side, the small satchel is full of heavy silver, not to mention how happy it is.

It's good to come out with the girl, and you can get money if you are not careful.

Hua Zou watched Lan Xi's hand soften when she received the money, and stood aside, wanting to squawk happily.

My father does business with a girl with such a flexible mind, so he doesn't have to worry about no business.

The 7 taels of silver that was originally thought to be a waste of money to buy the facade, from this point of view, it is estimated that the cost will be paid back soon.

Don't be too cool.

Xia Fengdongxue came up to serve the two young masters well, but the two young masters sat inside and did not give them a chance to serve them at all.

They looked at Mr. Chu Xia's face very well, so they simply took out ten taels of silver to come over to see his face, and were lazy to wait on others.

Because the young master's words are nice, even if there are ups and downs, they are mostly inspiring. Looking at his face once, he feels that the future is bright.

So if you want to listen to others after reading it, you are reluctant to leave, and if you haven’t seen it, you are even more reluctant to leave.

A group of girls, pink and willow green, giggling, all surrounded Xia Lanxi.

Little Master Jia and Murong Chong glanced at each other.

Their really handsome men are no match for a girl at this moment.

That feeling is really quite subtle.

Inside the beauty pavilion, high candles are brightly lit, and the flowers are red, wine and green.

Outside, on the silent street, the clatter of horseshoes was swift and rapid.

But it was Chu Simo who came back with Mr. Huali and Zhuifeng eight hundred miles away.

When passing by the Beauty Pavilion, Chu Simo's sharp eyes like a falcon in the dark night suddenly saw the familiar carriage under the corner.

(End of this chapter)