One Hundred and Eight Types of Newspaper Office

"Qitong, I don't know why I keep hearing his slander, but I can't refute it. What should I do?" He asked Huamanlou depressedly.

Hua Manlou even shot an arrow: "You are indeed so suave, with a snot all over your body."

Ximen nodded, Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

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"I killed Su Xiuying and Dugu Yihe." Ximen said the truth lightly.

"What"~~~

Shi Xiuxue died under Shangguan Feiyan's injection, and I was also shot because I said that Huo Tianqing was Shangguan Feiyan's good friend.

I was dizzy with a headache, and in Hua Manlou's annoyance and consternation, I collapsed.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the silk show room.Well, I'm not dead, I'm not home yet.Resisting the pain in my body, I sat and looked at the furnishings of the room.

Although I am a foodie, I also know that those bottles and jars are not only in this time and space, but they are still valuables in my time and space.But you can't eat it, so what's the use of it!

After thinking for a while, a little maid named Nan Xi took care of my cleaning.She told me that this is Wanmei Villa, and Sun Xiuqing is in the villa.Change back to my coarse sackcloth clothes, I will come to find the door god after lunch, no, it is the sword god, farewell!

In the yard are loving dogs and men, and I bid farewell to Uncle Huang.Uncle Huang asked strangely: "Why didn't you bid farewell to the owner of Ximen? The owner is in the plum garden."

I just hooked my fingers to him with an inscrutable look, and he also put his ear close to me in cooperation.I said softly: "This is it. If you want to know, just look at how shining they are when they get along. After all, if you disturb someone's relationship, you will be kicked by a donkey."

After I finished speaking, I will fight back, and after I say a word, it will be indefinite!Leaving leisurely through the back door, I didn't know that the author's malice had just begun.