The maid's words, the man did not listen, still to the front.

Seeing this, I can't help but follow up on my face.

"Do you think there are so many Warcraft on the meteor sect?"

"Maybe we saw the vision of last night. If it wasn't for the meteor sect, I would like to go and have a look if someone in their sect was promoted."

In the teahouse, all kinds of people sit chatting, either drinking or eating.

There are all kinds of people here, most of them are actually chatting while eating.

After the young man went in with his men, many people immediately looked at him, with a look in their eyes.

A bartender saw the guests coming in, and immediately came forward and said, "my guest, is it breakfast?"

"Well." The man nodded softly, which was a response. Then he looked around and saw that the only table with a woman was sitting. His eyes moved.

"We'll sit at that table."

Then he went to a corner by the window. There was only a woman sitting at the table over there. There was also an empty table next to them.

The bartender looked at it and said, "OK! Please come inside, sir

That table is no one else. It is the month that leaves them.

This morning, in addition to the most bustling vegetable market, is this kind of tea house breakfast place, most people, want to know more things, here is the most suitable.

At night, when he saw the man coming in, he suddenly became alert. He leaned over and whispered, "master, it's holy land."

Several on the table at the same time look at people, and do not show what. Just lift the eye to glance lightly, then take back the sight.

Longfei night has covered his face and changed into lingzong's unintentional dress. At the moment, he tasted the peanut soup in the bowl. He was very satisfied and said, "such a delicious peanut soup is really good, good!"

Moon Mo Bai just took back the sight of the man at the table next door and glanced at him: "is there such a good drink? A bowl of peanut soup, can make you so praise

"You don't understand. You don't understand." Longfei night smile back way, speak with a trace of emotion.

Yan Xiuchen is listening to those people chatting in the teahouse, while slowly tasting cakes.

The people of Holy Land sat down at the empty table next to them. The waiter asked enthusiastically, "what would you like to eat, sir?"

The man looked at the food put on the table of the people around him and said: "put some of your best cakes on the table, and..." Eyes light tiny flash, looked at the month from their table, then said: "peanut soup."

Peanut soup?

The maid quickly stopped saying, "what kind of golden body is the young master? How can you eat such vulgar things? That kind of things are all inferior talents... "

"Heart rain." The man's voice was faint, and his eyes also indicated to stop.

The maid who was called Xinyu was speechless, but her face was still full, which could be seen from her eyes.

However, after Xinyu's words were said, not only the waiter's face was a little bad, but also the dragon flying night at the next table was even worse. There were some people at the next table who were drinking peanut soup and their faces were not very good.

At night, Long Fei's mouth was full of sarcasm, which seemed to be saying to himself and to others, "vulgar? Lower class? What are you doing here? I'm not afraid to tarnish my gold status. Ouch, it's really self abuse... "

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