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Novel: The crossing boy was almost sold to the Qinglou, and later turned out to be the young master of the trafficker's family

Novel: The crossing boy was almost sold to the Qinglou, and later turned out to be the young master of the trafficker's family

Daning Jingtai 7th year of the first lunar month of the first lantern night

Jinling City Qinhuai River lights, people rubbing shoulders, the Lantern is the most lively day of the year, and on this special day Jinling City's dignitaries and nobles will hold a grand and gorgeous flower contest, has highlighted the paper drunken gold fan of Jinling City's quiet life.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River is the famous gentle township burning gold grotto in Jinling City, and there are no less than ten Qinglou on both sides of the Qinhuai River alone, famous painting boats, and nameless boats. Among them, the most famous is the Qingfeng Building and the Qingfeng Painting Boat, which has been sought after by the talents of Jinling City in the past three years.

Outside the Qingfeng Building, a three-story giant painting boat along the river, surrounded by lights, stands on the banks of this Qinhuai River, and no boat can compete with it, just like the stars dotted with the nine-day moon falling on this river is the famous Qingfeng Painting Boat.

On weekdays, it is already a breeze painting boat that looks like a cloud, and today it is gathered more than half of the big people in Jinling City who are not rich or noble, and the number of self-proclaimed talented readers is innumerable.

Ordinary people's families watched the bustle on the shore, listened to the mesmerizing sounds coming from the painting board, and enviously discussed which family's talent made what amazing masterpiece became the guest of honor of the flower queen, and whose brother-in-law threw thousands of dollars to win the love of which girl.

Qingfeng Building Mingyue Pavilion

On the comfortable bed was a young male brother in a blue brocade coat, and on the edge of the bed was a good-looking bookboy who kept walking around.

Like grasshoppers on a hot pot, they kept walking around, and their mouths kept nagging.

"What to do, what to do, Hou Ye and his wife know that the young master dares to sneak into this breeze painting boat without a cave on the wedding night and tear my skin."

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roasted ducks, roasted chickens, roasted goose, brine pigs, brine ducks, sauced chicken, bacon, pine blossom belly, dried meat, sausages, assorted su pans, smoked chicken white belly, steamed eight treasure pigs, rice stuffed duck, canned pheasant, canned quail, these will not be mine in the future."

"Chun'er, Xia'er, Qiu'er, Dong'er, and Sister Pomegranate are goodbye, and you will never see the cute little Xu Fu again."

"I knew I wouldn't sneak here with the young master."

"Young master, you can wake up, what can I do when you're gone, damn faceless yellow fat man."

The book boy saw that the brother of the Qingyi boy slowly opened his eyes and said excitedly.

"Young master, you're awake, and you're really frightened of the little one?"

Young master, you have finally woken up,

Finally, it doesn't have to be steamed and cold mixed,

Good life I'm back again.

Xu Lai looked at Xu Fu, whose eyes were confused and fell into his own infinite reverie.

master? Your whole family is a young master!

Isn't this man a fool?

Isn't it like that? kidnapper?

Could it be that the handsomeness sealed under the glasses, the peerless beautiful abs of nine-nine-to-one, were found and liked by what rich woman, and let people catch themselves here as young masters?

How could he be a young master in a company, and how could he be a turtle gong!

Selling people, people also have to help him Xu Lai count money, this is the life that Xu Lai yearns for.

If the Buddha, Guanyin Niangniang, the Jade Emperor, Jesus, Allah Allah help me, as long as the kidnappers let me go, I Xu Lai swore to heaven that in the future, I will definitely give you three hundred and sixty-five golden bodies to use one a day, use one to lose one, don't let me be a young master.

The little book boy Xu Fu saw that Xu Lai had been in a trance and did not speak.

"Young master, young master, you wake up, the young lady is still waiting for you to go back to the cave room!"

Madame, old lady.

It's over, this is really over, I really don't want to be a young master! Can you just be a turtle!

"Can you please ask the old lady?" Xu Lai made a final struggle.

If it is a young and beautiful person who is looking for money and asking for children, the kind of labor is still very willing to cooperate with it.

Xu Lai touched his pants pocket to find a mobile phone to call the police, but found that he could not find the pocket.

The clothes on his body were even changed into ancient costumes by the kidnappers.

cosplay? Is the rich woman so good at playing now? Ancient and modern wars Qin figurines?

No, Ya Worm Butterfly, he is still a child.

"Me, I don't do those things, how much money do you want, I'll give you as long as you let me out." Xu Lai is still a bit instigated, usually lingering in the major night scenes, but this negative distance between men and women, Xu Lai is not less to do.

"Young master, what are you talking about?" What money? ”

"Yes, yes, I will give you money, as long as you are willing to spare me and not give me to your old lady."

Let me go of you, and I'll be miserable.

Don't you know the old woman's means?

"Young master, in your heart, is xu fu such a person who sees profit and forgets righteousness?" Xu Fu dayi said awe-inspiringly.

It's over, what a big conspiracy the shafts have! Xu Lai knew that he had met a master, and he said that he did not want people, and there must be a lot of pictures behind him.

"Brother, as long as you let me go, as long as you want, as long as I have I will give you."

"Young master, you even took the money you just gave to the Qinglou Xiaoxiao." The old lady has not left you a penny of private money, and you are now poorer than me. ”

"My poor hard-earned money, young master, you can't not admit it, when will you return it to me?"

Pay you a cactus ball, owe money to the uncle, you stay and go.

Xu Lai seriously looked at this room, antique.

This "old lady" does not seem to have lost her money.

It is much higher than the colored places he has been to.

This pear blossom wood bed, this texture, this aroma elegant and light, first class good goods.

Xu Laiton felt that his head was very big, and this information was a bit explosive! Being able to open a clubhouse of this level is really not something you can afford to provoke.

Habitually touching your own hair, how did your hair grow so much overnight? Did the kidnappers take themselves to hair transplants?

He really wanted to see what he had been made by this kidnapper.

"This kidnapper brother, no, his name is Xu Fu, right?" Can you get me a mirror? ”

"Young master, what do you want the mirror to do?" Xu Fu couldn't understand what the young master was suddenly asking for in the mirror.

Although he was puzzled, Xu Fu, who was accustomed to listening to Xu Lai's orders, did not hesitate and directly went to take a bronze mirror and gave it to Xu Lai.

Xu Lai felt that it was indeed professional enough, the mirror was also a small antique, and this "old lady" was really rich!

Female junior holding gold bricks, female junior sending Jiangshan, or not? From? This damn shame doesn't allow it!

Xu Lai looked at the bronze mirror and was shocked, for many years in the shopping mall, he had already become a big belly

A beautiful young man with a sword eyebrow.

Strangers are like jade, the prince is unparalleled in the world, these eighty percent are written by me Xu Lai, don't call me Xu Zong in the future, call me Xu Shuai.

"This is me?" Xu Lai asked Xu Fu in disbelief,

"Yes yes yes, this is not who you can be, young master, you will not be dizzy."

"Is this really me, this handsome and realistic me in the mirror?"

Xu Fu really couldn't stand Xu Lai in front of him, narcissism also had to be forced to count, it wasn't over, if it wasn't for his own young master really wanted to kick him to death.

"Yes, it's you, it's you, so who else but you?"

Xu Lai touched his face, and found no mask or anything like that, nor did he have any traces of passive knives, which made sure that the handsome and outrageous person in the mirror was really himself.

How did you wake up like this, is it a dream?

If it is a dream, how can it be so real.

Xu Lai couldn't believe that this was really himself.

"Xu Fu, am I dreaming, this handsome guy is really me."

Xu Fu was dumbfounded by Xu Lai's nervousness, how the young master woke up and became so strange, if it were not for his inseparable care of the young master, he really thought that the young master was incapable of being possessed by some evil spirit.

"Young master, it's really not a dream, you are like this."

"Really, no dreams? Then you help me verify that I believe it. ”

"Young master, how do you verify, the little one will help you."

"Slap me, I see if it hurts, it hurts, it hurts is real."

The young master's request was too much, but I liked it so much.

It was the first time I heard that the young master had such a despicable request.

Do I hit it straight down or sideways, and at what angle does it hurt more?

Suddenly, a big slap came towards his face, and before Xu Fu could react, a large palm print of blood red and blood red appeared on his face.

"Young master, how do you hit me?"

Xu Fu was blinded by the fiery feeling on his face.

"Sorry, I just thought of something more important to verify."

"What is the young master?"

"The action of forces is mutual."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a bit laborious to explain to you, but does your face hurt when I hit you?"

"Yes, the young master will definitely hurt if he is beaten." Xu Fu was a little helpless, what kind of ghost did his young master do, what this three-year-old child knew, was he rectifying himself.

"In fact, when I hit you, my hand also hurts, and this is the interaction of forces."

"Oh, young master, you still have to verify that you are still dreaming."

"No, I've verified it, I didn't dream, my hand hurt when I hit you just now, and I don't feel the pain when I dream."

I like the way you want to hit me but don't dare.

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