Sitting in the banquet of Jiuxianlai, the largest restaurant in Baise Town, Song Xiao frowned and looked at the woman opposite him. Is this rude-looking person still a woman?
Su Liu took a bite of the steamed bun, and the delicious meat juice flowed out from the steamed bun. It was so fragrant that it was delicious. It was so stuffed that she was surprised to realize that she was the only one eating at the table.
He looked up and saw Song Xiao with a look of disgust on his face. He was immediately embarrassed. He choked and the bun in his throat couldn't move up and down. His little face suddenly turned red.
"Water." Su Liu pointed at the teapot in front of Song Xiao. Song Xiao clicked his tongue and pushed it over.
Su Liu didn't care about the image or image, so he grabbed it and drank a few mouthfuls, swallowed the bun, and then let out a long breath.
"Don't you want to eat?" She pointed to the dishes on the table and explained nonchalantly: "I didn't have breakfast when I came out, so, haha."
Song Xiaocai was too lazy to pay attention to her and said impatiently: "Now that you are full, go back and take out the hairpin."
Although the hairpin was made by a famous master and was worth thousands of gold, he could not afford to lose it. However, the meaning of the hairpin was very important. Otherwise, he would not really indulge this little girl and let her make demands.
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"You haven't promised me yet." Su Liu blinked.
Song Xiao had a sullen face and glanced at the black-faced god behind him. Wu Gang immediately took out a gold ingot from his waist and handed it over.
"Ten taels, that's enough."
Su Liu stopped his hand, looked at Song Xiao subtly, picked up the ingot, took a look at it and said: "So the young master's life is worth ten taels."
"Little money lover, don't push yourself too far." Song Xiao's patience suddenly disappeared after being ridiculed by Su Liu.
"I see you are anxious." Su Liu followed his example and clicked his tongue, put down the ingot in his hand, and said, "I don't want the silver, just promise me something, and I'll take it."
Song Xiao became vigilant, with some defensiveness in his eyes.
Su Liu glanced at Wu Gang, then looked at Song Xiao and said, "Looking at your wealth, you should be a person with status and status."
Su Liu thought that he still had a good eye for judging people. This Song Xiao, with his brilliance and brilliance, was definitely not as simple as an ordinary upstart. And that black-faced god was not an ordinary bodyguard. He was a policeman with a knife.
Woolen cloth.
Not to mention Song Xiao's identity, but there is a policeman following him, he is not as simple as an ordinary person.
After watching too many novels and TV series, Su Liu knew very well that human life in ancient times was as cheap as mud, especially common people like them. If they were not careful, someone would lose their life, so she had to find a backer to protect her.
"I don't ask you for anything, I just ask you to do three things for me, and I will return the hairpin to you." Su Liu stretched out three fingers.
Song Xiao narrowed his narrow eyes and sneered: "I don't have to have that hairpin." After saying that, he stood up. He, Song Xiao, hated threats the most in his life.
Su Liu frowned, stood up and said, "Is this what a gentleman does if he refuses to repay a favor?"
The corner of Song Xiao's lips curled up coldly, and he said without looking back: "The hairpin is worth thousands of gold, but it's not enough to repay your kindness? You just pulled me out of the trap."
Su Liu pursed her lips, a little unwilling, but didn't want to miss such a good opportunity, so she chased after him, took Song Xiao's hand and said: "Then just one thing, you don't have to do anything, if I'm in trouble, stand by
