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Chapter 246

Mei Qianqian accidentally walked to the door of a Taoist priest's house while wandering around. She shyly went in and asked for a bowl of water from the Taoist priest. She saw that the Taoist priest was fair and fair, but he didn't have the fairy-like air of Xiao Xiangzi at all.

bone.

As the saying goes, if you receive a drop of water from someone, you should repay it with a spring of water, let alone if you drink a large bowl of water from someone, so the eyes of Qian Qianqian are full of affection, which makes the fake Taoist priest who is dressed as an ordinary man feel happy.

One after another.

"May I ask where you live, young lady?" Not everyone can resist the temptation of a beautiful woman.

Mei Qianqian smiled shyly and reservedly: "My name is Qianqian, and I live in Chunxiang Pavilion."

The fake Taoist priest immediately reacted: "You are Miss Qianqian who enchanted all the young men in the city with a plate of braised pork."

Her brows were bright and her steps were light, and she turned back three times and said, "Master, if you are free, you might as well come and see me tonight."

The Taoist priest called Beauty, the peerless beauty, actually made an invitation to him. This is something that many rich young masters can't ask for. Meiqianqian walked out and glanced at Xue Xiaobai: "Oh, my eyes are filled with laughter.

I’m going to have cramps.”

Xue Xiaobai covered her mouth and laughed: "There will be a good show tonight."

Not long after, the two of them walked around to the city lord's mansion. They took out a letter and handed it to the concierge: "Please give this letter to your eldest son."

Then a burst of fragrant fragrance disappeared into the street.

The two of them then walked slowly and leisurely towards Chunxiang Pavilion.

The concierge watched the graceful figure disappear, and nodded secretly. This beauty was countless times more beautiful than the Taoist priest's sister. The young master was really lucky this time.

Thinking of this, the porter respectfully held the letter and was about to walk towards the eldest son's room when he suddenly heard a crisp voice: "Wait a minute."

A woman in yellow flashed past, grabbed the letter in her hand with a smile, and then asked the concierge: "Is it for eldest brother?"

The concierge made a sad face: "Miss, aunt, please give it back to the younger one."
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