Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

It's An Rushuang's voice.

The treasurer Cheng said loudly: "Does the young lady think I can't do two thousand two ?!"

He was extremely indignant, and wanted to have a theory with this lady who couldn't stand still.

But An Rushuang said everything to him in a word.

"I don't doubt you can make two thousand two thousand, but it can only be two thousand two thousand."

Because there are only so many prospects for his future.

The shopkeeper stood stiffly, the carriage wagoned past him, raising a dust, he did not hide, as if a wooden man, the sun was shining, and the street

The city was empty. He stood in the sun, his shadow was even shorter, his cheeks pale like a ghost.

Zhao Xiaotao leaned out of the car window to see him, and felt uncomfortable in her heart. Although she should have helped him, she could not bear to see how deeply he was hit.

I always feel that the young lady is right!

Although she also felt that it would be difficult to become the first restaurant in Shengdu, but it was artificial! The young lady said that as long as you work hard, there will always be results, even if it is not

As satisfactory as possible, at least I have worked hard before I regret it.

When the shopkeeper was sweating, he moved his neck stiffly. The carriage had gone far, and he could only see a small point. He was holding the one hundred and two silver tickets.

The tickets were wet, and he yelled, "Miss!"

Suddenly, he ran down and chased after him. There were already scattered pedestrians on the street, and he was taken aback by this move. He gathered together in twos and threes to see this thin little man running in the sun.

People, as if looking at western scenery.

"Oh, isn't this the chef at Baiweizhai?"

"I heard that Baiweizhai was smashed two days ago, isn't this crazy?"

"How pathetic ... pathetic!"

A group of people talked about the wind, but no one came forward to ask a question. In the prosperous age, it was a cold, hot, hot body, but it was chilling.

The treasurer Cheng hasn't run so fast in his life. He just feels that the wind can't catch up with him. The sweat dries on the body again and gets wet again.

She also shouted, "Miss, wait!"

The apron was left aside early because of obstruction, and his face was also aside. If Baiweizhai had really disappeared, what use would he have for this face? !!

"Miss!"

The coachman Qi turned his head and took a deep breath, turned around and reported An Rushuang: "Miss, the kid is catching up!"

What is this fierce look? Isn't it good to persuade you that you can't come to the money, but you still want to grab it?

This is really a misunderstanding of Cheng, the shopkeeper, he runs too fast, and really has little energy to control his facial expressions, and can only let him follow the wind.

An Rushuang frowned slightly in the car, only half a moment before he said softly, "Well, it's okay, keep going."

Qi Da got the order of the young lady and drove on in a carriage.

Ruby was still sitting side by side, her eyebrows fluttering: "This is what the young lady should do! However, we should also stop for a while, then the one hundred and twenty silver tickets must be taken back, otherwise

It's too bad, so it's no good to him! Speaking of which, there are only a few copper plates in the face. If the young lady appreciates it, it will be one or two, why not.

With such wide hands ... "

Humming, like a hundred flies, for the one hundred and two distressed.

An Rushuang laughed without saying a word, so she let her chatter. After a while, she stretched out her hand to stop and looked at Zhao Xiaotao, who was a little bit aside, "Xiao Tao, look at it.

Someone? "

Ruby stared at her girl with wide eyes and had to shut up.

Zhao Xiaotao was a little stunned, and she shrank away when she hit the car. She only heard that Uncle Qi said that the treasurer was chasing after him. I wanted to say two good words for him.

My sister said, but still shut up.

Now that he had the order, the whole person seemed to be alive. The crisp sound should be heard, and he opened the curtain and looked out. Qi Da saw Zhao Xiaotao and greeted: "Girl Zhao."

Zhao Xiaotao didn't seem to hear it. She widened her eyes and looked at a thin man who was trying to run behind the car. Her body was still stained, probably because of running.

The originally pale face was now red, and the blue clothes had been soaked. Under the sun, the sweat on the face fell down, shining like silver.

"Miss, Miss! Wait!"

Zhao Xiaotao looked at him and couldn't help but miss a beat, but felt that breathing was difficult. She tightened her heart clothes, took a long breath, then turned and got into the car.

Looking at An Rushuang, he didn't talk much, just a statement.

"Miss, Cheng is chasing the car outside."

An Rushuang only nodded, and did not respond, didn't say to stop, just wrote lightly: "I see."

Ruby also closed the curtain to look, her eyes turned slightly, and asked, "Miss, should we stop?"

An Rushuang raised her eyebrows calmly and looked at her, so she didn't believe that this girl would be kind and considerate to the shopkeeper.

Sure enough, Ruby said with a distressed expression: "One hundred and two are still on him, and he has no energy at this moment. Let's get back one hundred and two before talking ..."

Really a fan of money, An Rushuang was almost going to make her laugh.

Zhao Xiaotao was also very angry, looking at Ruby with a stretched face, and the two stared at each other like a cockfighting, looking like an enemy of the past life.

The carriage was gone for a while, and Zhao Xiaotao was about to reach out of the car. He turned around and looked at An Rushuang eagerly, a miserable look.

An Rushuang really did not resist her appearance, thinking that the shopkeeper Cheng should also be chasing almost, then called out Uncle Qi: "Stop it."

Qi Da responded quickly and pulled his horse, and parked the car on the side of the road.

Zhao Xiaotao was so happy that when she was about to jump out, she saw that the lady looked at her meaningfully, and then she turned red and sat obediently.

When the shopkeeper saw that the car stopped, he had no strength to run over. He was totally relieved, and he was snoring and panting with his head behind his carriage, his legs seemed to be panting.

Filled with lead as heavy as one step.

After a while, I stepped on the shadow step by step.

When he got to the car, he was still red, raised his hand and wiped his sweat with his sleeves, but after a while, there was still more sweat coming out. He licked the thirsty

Lips and a heart seemed to pop out of my throat.

"Miss!"