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After a while, Hua Qianer smiled.

"My official said, you can live here tonight"

Talking, Qian Qianer pointed to the two rooms next to him

"The two, you can live, but they are a bit messy, and you can live with a little packing."

Probably because of these silver ingots.

Hua Qianer spoke more enthusiastically than before.

Naturally, all three were invited in.

Painting Qianer opening

"Three can eat tonight?

Want to eat with my officials? "

As soon as the voice falls, the painting softens.

"it is good"

With that said, the smile on Hua Qianer's face was lighter.

She was polite.

Where did you really agree?

Hua Qianer rolled up his cuffs

"I went to cook."

Said, Hua Qianer went to the kitchen.

Huarou stood there and looked at this scene with some familiarity.

Well, yes.

After she got married, Hua Qianer said she liked her cooking the most.

Came here for dinner every 30 minutes.

She will also roll up her sleeves and say something as if Qian Qianer just did

"I went to cook."

So that the painting is soft and a little dazed.

She looked away and fell to the room where her official had just entered.

Oh, no, that's not his official.

It was painted by Qianer.

Hands slowly loosen.

The round paper umbrella fell to the ground.

She paced in.

While standing at the door of the room.

He watched the man sitting at the table with his back to her, wondering what he was looking at.

She walked without a sound.

Originally, she didn't mean to explore anything.

But I really miss him.

If there is any lingering painting in this world, it is probably this man.

This person who was good to her before she died.

I walked forward as if those scenes were like yesterday.

Scene after scene flashed before my eyes.

Huarou unconsciously put his hands on his shoulders, tears in his eyes, and shouted softly.

"Officials."

She really missed him.

Only she knew that people were different.

After all, he couldn't bother him.

The voice just fell.

The man seemed to be scared, and his whole body suddenly became rigid.

With this fright, something in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

It's a jadeite.

It seemed that the jadeite was in excellent condition.

Is a good thing.

Especially the pattern of a flute carved on it is really lifelike.

The man shivered and shouted

"Draw, draw soft?"

There was no trace of nostalgia in the voice, except for fear or fear.

When the man shouted, no response was heard from behind.

After a long delay, the man turned back.

Then he saw a strange woman standing behind him.

The eyes of the strange woman fell on the piece of jade on the ground.

Then the woman seemed to be frozen.

Raising his head, he looked at the man.

No emotions.

It seems that when the eye contacted that Cuiyu, all the emotions of nostalgia were gone.

She remembers this jade.

The memory is too deep to recognize at a glance.

That day, she was drunk.

Stumbled and carried away.

Followed, then heard the insignificant sound coming from the side.

Until now, she still remembers.

She didn't dare to forget, that was her enemy, how could she forget it before revenge was finished?

"This girl is really good. Who are we brothers who will start first?"

"Ha ha ha ha, seeers have a share, seeers have a share."