Chapter 3

The next day.

When Ren Jing's clothes were out of order and his whole body was ambiguous, he was immediately surrounded by countless good people.

"Oh, isn't this Ren Wang Shizi? Why, you also come to find Hua girl?"

"I really can't see it. Everyone says that you are clean, even the seventh lady of the prime minister's office, the first beauty, can't see it. It turns out that you have a unique taste, and you prefer the style of the peerless building."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Obscene laughter came and went.

Ren Jing became puffer fish on the spot, his lungs exploded, his face turned red and white, and he just wanted to leave quickly.

But the pimp of the peerless building, still standing on the high building, waving a handkerchief with a strong smell of powder, yelled: "Shizi, come back next time, I'll give you a 20% discount."

Ren Jing stumbled and almost fell to the ground. His face was even more shameful and he ran away.

Behind him, the procuress son is still soliciting, Ren Jing as a live signboard.

"We are so beautiful. Look, Wang Shizi will never forget to go back; The girl of our peerless building is wonderful. She works very well. Shiziye has enjoyed staying all night; Our peerless building is the best in the world. All the guests come in and have a look. "

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Prime Minister's Office

Ziqianmo heard the news and was dressing in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror has a soft black hair, hanging down to her waist. At the end, she is lazily tied with a blue ribbon. On the cloud temples, there is only an elegant Cymbidium, and there is no unnecessary carving.

The cool face is naturally without any temperature, and its facial features are full of charm like uncanny craftsmanship. Eyes like stars, eyes born with a touch of red, what expression do not have to do, you can hook people.

Beauty is not skin but bone.

This appearance was seven or eight points similar to that before she wore it. Even if it was a little worse, it was not far away. The title of the first beauty in the North orchid is worthy.

Listen to Mo Yan in the side of the body, report Ren Jing's tragedy, purple field slightly nodded: "very good."

The procuress son of the peerless building is quite business minded. He takes a cheap son as a free publicity.

It's very relaxing.

Yuan Zhu has been in love with Ren Jing secretly and openly for such a long time. Ren Jing doesn't pay attention at all. He often looks at Yuan Zhu's face and even insults her repeatedly. The original owner has been enduring, but ziqianmo can't.

What's a blessing to lose?

She doesn't believe in this. If she suffers too much, she will become a softie!

She's the king of demons.

But even though I feel very cool in my heart, I still don't show it at all. No way. She's paralyzed. Because I often sleep deeply in the mountains. After sleeping for thousands of years, I don't speak or express myself for thousands of years. Gradually, I have some communication barriers.

All the demons know that the demon king is boring.

"Tea, Miss seven."

Mo Yan handed a cup of fragrant Yunluo tea. Hawthorn was in the tea. It was sour and sweet, which was her favorite taste.

Today's Miss seven looks a little strange.

In the past, she was particularly concerned about Ren Shizi's affairs, but now she seems to be in a lack of interest, and she is too lazy to raise her eyelids. In the past, she loved to laugh and make noise, and was arrogant and domineering. Today, she has been dancing with a face, expressionless and quiet like a lotus.

Ziqianmo took the cup, put it on her lips and sipped it. The fragrance of her tongue was sweet for a long time.

She couldn't help but take a look at Mo Yan, a kind bodyguard.