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Anping Teahouse, the largest teahouse in Wudi Town, is covered with signboards and banners in black and blue.
As soon as I hurried home to see my uncle, I realized that Zhou's mother and daughter had gone to the teahouse to talk to Master Huang. Afraid of delaying Zhou's beautiful time, she hurried out of the door and came to the teahouse.
When she went up to the second floor panting, she found Zhou and her daughter sitting at a table by the window, and Zhou and her daughter were already full of food and drink.
Seeing that Zhou was angry, he raised his hand and gave her a push. "I will wait for you to wash your face with ice water, and I will never go out in my life."
"Ah ..." I pedaled back several steps, and my waist suddenly hit the corner of the table behind me, and tears came out in pain.
"Oh, be careful." A fat old man in his fifties, wearing a W-shaped hat and bloated, quickly stood up, walked to Il's side, held Il's small hand and looked at her pityingly. "Are you ... Il?"
When I looked up at him, I found that this person was a little disgusting. Muddy old eyes the size of croton, full of coloring and desire, looked at her unblinkingly.
"Oh, master huang, she is al. She is just fifteen years old this year, and she looks remarkable. Look at this watery skin, you can squeeze out water with one pinch, hehehe. " Zhou Guifeng twisted. ...
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