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532. Chapter 532 Magpies make a fuss in the Drunken Flower Pavilion IX

He mentally slapped himself eight hundred times, why did he say it out loud!

"At...at Miss Qingyue's place."

Magpie's anger level increased again. She slowly touched her waist with her hand and pulled out her whip: "Qing Yue? Where is her room..."

The man in purple was almost scared to death. He immediately understood Tian Languang. After being stared at by such a woman, who would dare to go out and wander around the brothel!

"Hero, spare your life!" The man in purple knelt down, pressed his head tightly to the ground, raised his hand and pointed not far away: "That room in the south!"

The magpie snorted softly in his nose, no longer looked at the trembling man on the ground, and walked straight to where he pointed.

The southernmost room was indeed different from other rooms, and looked more upscale. Magpie stood at the door, squinted her eyes and raised her hand. She pinched all the joints on her fingers, and then

Reach out and push.

The door bolt of the room seemed to be made of tofu. It was immediately disconnected by the magpie's slight push. It ended its mission without even making a sound. The magpie stepped into the room and suddenly felt this

The aroma in the room seemed to be lighter than outside. The green gauze curtain covered the room. Through the screen, Magpie saw a woman who was busy washing something at the moment.

The magpie walked around the screen and stood in front of the woman.

Qing Yue was washing the handkerchief in her hand when she felt darkness in front of her. When she raised her head, she was frightened and took a breath of air.

"Girl... girl, who are you?" Miss Qing Yue is indeed worthy of being a top lady, and even her voice is exceptionally gentle and gentle. Magpie squinted his eyes and looked Qing Yue up and down, then tilted his head and glanced at the bed

Tian Languang.

Well, not bad. My clothes are quite neat.

Magpie did not answer Qing Yue and walked around her to the bedside. Tian Languang, who was on the bed, had no idea that the danger was approaching. He only burped hastily, then frowned and covered his stomach, as if he was about to vomit.

Humph, you deserve it.

Although Magpie was thinking this, she still stretched out her hand. She picked up Tian Languang's collar, as if she were carrying a little chicken, and dragged him out of bed. Qing Yue was suddenly shocked and was about to step forward.

To dissuade him, Magpie punched Tian Languang in the stomach with his fist...

"vomit……"

Tian Languang vomited it out immediately, and the unpleasant smell suddenly spurted out, and even the magpie frowned.

Piles of vomit, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, were vomited all over the floor by Tian Languang. After a long time, it seemed that all the contents in his stomach were vomited out, and then Tian Languang stopped, like a bug.

He leaned softly against the magpie.

"It's so disgusting." Magpie frowned, threw the person on the bed, then reached out to snatch the wet handkerchief from Qing Yue's hand, walked to Tian Languang with a look of disgust, and wiped his face lightly with her hands.

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After it had been wiped clean, Magpie threw the dirty handkerchief to the ground, lifted up the limp Tian Languang, and carried it on his shoulders. Under Qing Yue's shocked eyes, he walked out the door.

"This is my man. If you see him again in the future..." Before Magpie walked out of the door, he turned to look at Qing Yue and said darkly: "Haha, you can imagine it."

After that, the magpie continued to carry Tian Languang and walked downstairs like a dead pig.

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