Han Sanqian didn't know that although he had confirmed that there was no one around, and although he had confirmed that singing and dancing around him would be prosperous, he was relieved to chat with the pangolin in private.

But he didn't know that after the pearl curtain, the woman in white had already completely absorbed what he said.

She waved slightly, and suddenly, the woman in green next to her lowered her head, listened to her whisper, and nodded.

"Everyone, Miss, please change the question."

Change the question?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked, but soon, someone's mind quickly turned around.

"Oh, why do you have to change the questions in a good way? I'm just a little short of it, and I remembered the answer."

"So too."

"This shouldn't be changed."

I don’t know which little “smart” found a reason for himself, so the next group of people licked their old faces and kept talking.

"Miss said, the previous sentence she gave was not satisfactory, so I hope I can change the question." After the bead curtain, the voice sounded softly again.

"There are indeed some questions in this question, otherwise I would have answered it a long time ago." A man said softly with shamelessness.

As soon as he said that, the others nodded and responded one after another.

Inside the pearl curtain, the woman in green couldn't help but shake her head gently, but the woman in white nodded at her.

"Listening to the rain, the rain stays, and living in the Tingyu Tower, listening to the sound of the rain, sounds, listen, listen!"

"If you are awesome, you can take it again." The Pangolin stuffed a chicken leg and said indifferently.

Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "Watch the tide, the tide comes, come up to watch the tide pavilion and watch the tide waves, the waves are surging, watch, watch, watch!"

The pangolin frowned and looked at Han Sanqian strangely: "Damn, that's OK."

"The bow is long and the bow is long, the archer is shooting arrows, and the arrows are all hit."

"Muzi, Li Limu, Li Carpenter, Li Mu carved bows, it is difficult to open the bow."

"The sixty-sixth reopens, plus the age of 30 to 7 years!"

"Two celebrated in the seventies, and one more spring and autumn."

"Qiuqiuqiu, you are still Qiu. Now you really want Qiu, your mother." The pangolin said depressedly, then got up and hugged his small table and gently moved the place away.

Looking at this guy's eyes, Han Sanqian realized that he was cold.

At this time, the two maids walked slowly over with smiles on their faces, and a group of young men who had already been dumbfounded by the question could not help but follow the maids' gaze and slowly looked over.

"Young Master, the lady asked me to send my daughter's paste for you to taste."

"This was brewed by the lady himself, and ordinary people are not qualified to taste it."

After the two maids finished speaking, they smiled softly at Han Sanqian and were about to pour wine.

At this moment, a group of young masters were in an uproar.

The Su family’s daughter, the treasure, is an invincible treasure. Even if an ordinary family looks at it, it is absolutely impossible for them to taste this little.

But now...

Now the lady of the Su family poured this excellent wine to this... this country bumpkin?!

"Stop it." A young man shouted angrily, then rushed over in a few steps, and said angrily in the face of the two maids: "Are you crazy? Give your daughter's juice to such garbage?"

Another one followed and said angrily: "What qualifications are the country bumpkins qualified to drink daughter's juice? I'm afraid they can be drunk into their mouths, so I don't know what it feels like."

"It's ridiculous. Do the country bumpkins also learn from others to drink good wine? These water and wine are enough for him to drink." Another man rushed over with a few young men.

A group of people were furious and wanted to swallow Han Sanqian alive.

Although Mr. Yuan and his men rushed over without being so childish, their eyes when they looked at Han Sanqian were full of viciousness, and their hands were clenched tightly into fists, obviously they were in a state of anger.

As for Han Sanqian, he glanced at the group of angry people around him, and then suddenly smiled in silence: "Yes, the country bumpkins naturally don't drink, and they can't taste it."

"It's really a waste to drink these good things."

Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the young men breathed a little relieved. At least, this kid knew it was better.

But at this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly put the cup on the table: "But I like to see you can't drink it at all, but I have to see the dog I'm a waste of, as a country bumpkin."

"fall!"
Chapter completed!