MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1010 Women disguised as men: the delicate palms of powerful ministers (11)

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   Chapter 1010 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (11)

   Niu Tau Mian held a mouthful of old blood in his chest and almost spit it out.

His breath was unsteady for a while, his feet were empty, and his moves did not follow up. He received a palm from Sheng Yuzhi, and then fell from the air like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground hard, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. .

When he was lying on the ground half-dead, he also saw Sheng Jiaoyang jumping up and down in front of him, the face that made him want to tear up and leaned in front of him, and pointed at him, with a bright smile and a face full of schadenfreude: "Yeah. , is this the legendary vomiting blood?"

   Niu Tau Lian was really so angry that she spat out another mouthful of blood this time, and thought in revenge that it would be best to let the blood splatter on his face.

   But after spitting out this mouthful of blood, he tilted his head, his eyes darkened, and she fainted out of anger.

   As for whether blood was finally sprayed on that annoying face, he didn't know.

  Jiaoyang was grateful for Sheng Yuzhi's protection in front of those people that day, and decided to give him a gift to reward him.

   The first thing she thought of was a set of limited-edition clothes in "Hua Pin Pavilion". Of course, if the money is to be used, of course, Sheng Yuzhi must come out.

   In her words, it is: "My brother's is Jiaoyang's, so my brother gave Jiaoyang a small amount of money, and Jiaoyang bought clothes for his brother, rounding up, that is, Jiaoyang used a small amount of money to buy clothes for his brother."

   can also take the opportunity to promote the clothes of their shop, she is really getting smarter.

Recently, there have always been some upstarts who are out of shape. After customizing their clothes in their store, they wear them and advertise them on the street. As a result, the reputation of their stores is getting worse and worse. How about it". They don't even look at them, just relying on those people's pig-like figures, the clothes should be attributed to the clothes if they can look like people on them!

  Jiaoyang intends to use Sheng Yuzhi as the exclusive model of their store, so that those mediocre people can see the difference between a buyer's show and a seller's show!

   For this, Sheng Yuzhi just stretched out his hand and touched her head with doting eyes.

  Jiaoyang also smiled and rubbed his head under his hand.

   Immediately after, Jiao Yang pulled Sheng Yuzhi onto the carriage, in the sight of a lady who was comparable to killing a pig.

   "Sheng Jiaoyang!" A certain lady chased after him with a kitchen knife in her hand. Those who didn't know it thought she really wanted to kill a pig.

  Jiaoyang stuck his head out halfway in the carriage when he was frightened and shrank back again.

   "Auntie, what are you doing?"

   "Lunch is almost ready, why don't you stay to eat?" Concubine Zhao narrowed her eyes with a threat in her eyes.

   "Don't stay." Jiaoyang pouted and snorted, holding Sheng Yuzhi's arm.

   She now has Sheng Yuzhi, and she has such a big money bag by her side. If she wants something, why do she follow this cheap mother.

   "I want to be with my brother." Having said this, she leaned her head over, put her face in front of Sheng Yuzhi, and showed him a bright smile.

  Sheng Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched her soft cheek, the eyebrows that were originally locked by Concubine Zhao also relaxed.

He turned around and looked at Aunt Zhao, his eyes were slightly cold, although he was dissatisfied, he still maintained respect: "I will be responsible for the safety of the scorching sun, the sun is shining outside, and I will ask Auntie to go back to the house, don't worry. "

   After saying this, he pulled down the curtain of the carriage, held Jiaoyang's hand tightly, and drove away from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

  When the last gap was covered, Jiaoyang turned around and made a face at the cheap mother outside.

   Aunt Zhao stood there, angry and anxious, but she couldn't get angry.

   "This kid"

   She sighed, staring at her aging face on the blade, dumbfounded, "Is it a big deal?"

  Jiaoyang took Sheng Yuzhi into the "Huapin Pavilion", and as soon as he entered, he immediately shouted with rich wealth: "Boss, custom-made clothes!"

  The shop owner came out, glanced at the young boss and Sheng Yuzhi next to her, and said lightly: "The customized order has arrived next year."

"What?!" Jiaoyang's eyes lit up, with a feigned anger on his face, he grabbed the boss's collar, "What is the order, I have to do what I want to do, even if the king and Laozi come, I have to arrange it for me. behind!"

  Sheng Yuzhi came over in an instant to persuade him, and looked at the boss apologetically: "Sorry, can you be accommodating, we can pay double the price."

   After saying this, he took out a heavy piece of gold from his arms and put it in the boss's hand.

   The boss looked at the gold in his hand, his expression did not change, Jiao Yang's eyes lit up behind him, and shouted loudly, "What are you looking at! The dignified son of the prime minister's mansion, you dare not give face?"

The boss hesitated for a while, and finally put his hands in front of him, and the representative bowed apologetically: "It's not that we don't give face to the Xiangfu, it's just that the customer who came to us for custom-made clothes this time is really. If so, can you two? Discuss with them, they are in the store now and have not left."

   "Oh? Who is it?" Jiaoyang said loudly, looking around, "Boss, you won't let go of our double price, I want to see, sir, what is it?"

   However, she turned her head, and a silver ghost mask suddenly appeared in front of her. Those eyes were also extremely black, and there was a hint of cool air on his body, like the temperature of a dead person.

  Jiaoyang was startled, and instantly retreated behind Sheng Yuzhi and grabbed his wrist.

  Sheng Yuzhi stood in front of her, showing an apologetic and helpless smile to the man: "Beiheng, Jiaoyang is not sensible, you don't have the same knowledge as him."

  Xiao Beiheng didn't speak. Under that cold and weird mask, a pair of dark eyes without the slightest warmth just fell directly on Jiaoyang behind Sheng Yuzhi.

   The boy who was still full of arrogance just now was like an eggplant hit by frost in an instant, his head bowed, and he couldn't help it.

   The corner of his mouth tickled, but without a smile, he said something inexplicably: "It's really ignorant."

  Jiaoyang widened his eyes, hid behind Sheng Yuzhi's arm, and stared at him.

   When Xiao Beiheng looked over, he retracted again, looked left and right, but he didn't look at him anyway.

   At this moment, the woman beside Xiao Beiheng suddenly covered her mouth and let out a sneer.

   "Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, the rat-eyed, the despicable."

  Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows. It was because the ghost-faced man was so aura that she really didn't notice her until now.

   Now look at the man's face, and read it carefully several times, this time she can see it.

   Isn't this pretty woman dressed in yellow with a peach-pink face the same "book boy" who disguised herself as a man in Baihualou yesterday?

   Two chapters in one.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)