My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

2066 Chapter 3.512

No vision!

I can't bother you!

It was a waste of her saliva.

Qiao Mu drank his tea again, and the group was waiting to get up and leave, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man born in the teahouse door.

As soon as he came in, he arched his hands at the crowd and said with a smile, "However, you have previously won the third top college teacher and student in the college qualifying? The house owner has invited and looks forward to glory."

Morin and his team looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Uncle De, what are you asking them to do?" Lingfei Fairy was vomiting blood, and had to enter the tea house again when she heard her voice.

From the time she met the group of people with small facial paralysis, her fairy Ling has been making ugliness, and all kinds of ugliness made her feel uncomfortable.

But now, Master and the host actually said that they wanted to invite such a group of buns to the main house of Suncheon Mansion for a banquet?

On what grounds!

Ling Fei's face was so angry that she hung upside down, staring coldly at the trees.

The paralyzed face is hateful, but the men around the small paralyzed face are probably blind!

Can such a beautiful woman not see them at first glance?

Can't Geng Pengcheng wait?

As soon as they entered the city of Shuntianfu, Geng Pengcheng couldn't wait to invite them to the house?

Qiao Mu thought that he secretly fought many times with Shuntianfu, the head of the house, and could not help feeling upset.

Sun Tianfu knew exactly what she wanted.

"Jojo, if you don't want to go, don't deal with them." Morin raised her hand and held the little fellow's hand, and whispered.

A small Shun Tianfu mansion owner, could it be impossible.

Joe shook his head, "Go and see."

Thinking of all the good things that Shuntianfu House did, Qiaomu couldn't help sneering.

Prior to this, Prince Mo told her that during the search of Fan Gu and Fan Qiuhe's soul, there was no substantial useful thing.

It must have been tampered with.

But it doesn't matter if you can't find it.

Because Qiao Mu is very clear, this incident must be inseparable from Geng Pengcheng, the principal of Shuntian Mansion.

Seeing that Qiao Mu had promised to come down and invited their middle-aged scribes, they seemed relieved, and said with a smile, "It's so good, everybody, please. Within the main house today, several people from the mainland of China The young heroes who came down. If you are all of the same age, you might as well make friends. "

In the eyes of middle-aged scribes, being able to make friends with the sons and daughters of Divine Land is naturally an envy.

Unfortunately, Qiaomu's expression was cold, and he glanced at him, then stood up and went out with Molian.

"This shabby carriage is here to pick us up?" Qiao Mu dismissed it, glanced at the middle-aged scribe indifferently, "Since the governor of your government did not sincerely invite you, please go back!"

"Ah, wait!" Seeing that small facial paralysis holding the arm of the man in ink, he turned and left. Middle-aged scribes can't help but be in a hurry!

This little guy doesn't follow the routine at all! Earlier, I promised to follow him to the city's mansion. How can I walk from the door to the door? Within a short moment, this attitude changed completely and completely!

"The city owner, sincerely invites you!"

What's wrong with this carriage? Where to neglect them!

Middle-aged scribes just want to howl in my heart! Women's minds are really fickle.

Arbor's eyes didn't show the slightest warmth, glanced at the middle-aged scribe, and snorted "Broken!"

(End of this chapter)