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Chapter four hundred and ninety-eight with words(2/2)

Qiao Ran said: "What did they ask?"

The corner of his mouth twitched when he heard it: "How can I remember this? The literati who talks a lot is like a hammer and a hammer, inexplicably, so naturally he says whatever he says."

Qiao Ran said oh, and did not continue asking, but stared at him with her eyes narrowed.

The girl who broke her legs when she disagrees with this disagreement is really beautiful, especially her eyes, which are as beautiful as peach blossoms. It is obviously a heart-shaking thing to be stared at by such beautiful eyes, but he is indeed trembling, but he is scared.

Mama face shrank his head and looked at her and said, "This noble man, what are you looking at me?"

The girl raised her eyebrows and smiled, and suddenly said, "By the way, I haven't mentioned my name yet, my surname is Qiao."

The last name of Qiao? Ma Fang's face suddenly changed.

The next moment, the girl spoke again: "Did the man who gave you a waist card ask you to bring me a message?"

Her lips trembled, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed at her, looking disbelief.

"You... your surname is Qiao?"

The girl nodded with a smile, looking confident: "Did he ask you to bring me a message?"

The moment she was sure it was hers, she felt a thud of face, and something exploded in her mind.

It's really a man's words, a lie, even he, a man, dare not believe the man's words.

Is this the "gentle and beautiful" Miss Qiao mentioned by the man?

This is called gentleness and beauty? A literati who has no words to do with others' legs?
Chapter completed!
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