Chapter 1095： Oops, dressed as Pan Jinlian (9)

"Hehe." The student laughed suddenly, and looked at Xia Qiu, but it was more interesting, "I'm not an adult, I'm afraid you're asking for the wrong person . "

"Sir, I won't admit it wrong. How can there be so many coincidences in this world? Just now the slave family saw this carriage at the back door of the Wang family. The sight was clearly adult, and Wujia Erlang's bodyguards have now returned to Qinghe, Qinghe So small, except for adults, there will be no one else in this carriage. "

Xia Qiu's dry lips, talking about his own speculations, came back, but they were tightly connected.

She needs someone who can take herself out of Qinghe Town, and this carriage may be her only chance.

Staying in Qinghe Town, there is Mrs. Wang, even if she did not marry Wu Dalang, I am afraid that she will not have a good life. Unless she is willing to marry Ximen Qing as a concubine, and then slowly take control of the Ximen family.

But obviously, Pan Jinlian didn't want revenge, and Xia Qiu didn't want to practice herself like that.

"Cough, cough ... although you are very reasonable in speculation, but I still want to say, you are wrong, I am not the adult you are looking for." The student coughed suddenly, and seemed to be a little bit asthmatic, and his face was sick. red.

He pressed his chest and looked at Xia Qiu with a smile.

"Not an adult." Looking at him didn't seem to be false, Xia Qiu was also a little confused.

She looked at the man in front of her, and an indescribable glory came out of his bland eyebrows. His forehead was smooth and clean, and a clear air radiated from his body. How could this kind of weightlessness be raised by ordinary people? ?

Shaking his head, Xia Qiu half kneeled in front of the man and lowered his head to show his surrender.

"Sir, no matter what your identity is, you will be a slave of the slave family from now on. As long as you can take the slave family out of Qinghe Town, the slave family will be a grown-up person, and death will be a grown-up ghost. You will never regret it!"

"Oh." The scholar's voice was faint, and it didn't make any sense.

Xia Qiu was kneeling there, looking at the scholar's shoes. He sat back in the carriage, a pair of black climbing clouds boots, clean and spotless.

"From the royal family, you noticed me, so you have this plan?"

"Speaking for the military attache, I just want to get back the contract, and the military attache ... hehe, I guess I'm still in the dark now, looking for you everywhere."

"This step by step is a good abacus, but how can you not be afraid?"

Slender hands rested on her chin, and then pinched her face.

His eyes suddenly became dark, and Tsinghua's face suddenly became unpredictable.

"Why do the adults in your mouth realize your wish, take refuge in you, and take you out of Qinghe Town? You have no bet on this bet, and what do you want to bet on?"

He asked slowly, with a lower voice, one word at a time, as jade dropped in the stone, and Yue Yue was refreshing and happy, but his question was so sharp, poking like a knife on Xia Qiu's heart.

Even if she knew in her heart, Pan Jinlian's humble social status is now on her, but when she confronted the scholar positively, she unconsciously put herself on an equal footing with him.

But it is clear that his birth must be extraordinary, and she is now only a slave girl who has not been enslaved. What he said is light and gentle, but it is also very realistic.

On what grounds? What kind of woman would she like to let him take care of like an ant?