Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 44 Boys have to protect themselves ([-])
At this moment, she propped her head on one hand, lying on top of the Bana flowers, and countless Bana flowers swayed under her body.

More beautiful appearance.

She is a rare beauty in this world.

The little girl next to her was even cuter, she wanted to sleep but couldn't help it, so she had to shake her head and drowsy.

The little girl suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, "Miss Host..."

Grandma's voice was soft and cute, like a lullaby, not as if she wanted to wake up the woman.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the woman stood up slightly. Thousands of Bana flowers fluttered in the wind, like ocean waves.

Only the woman's low voice was heard, still hazy, as if she hadn't woken up yet, "That's him?"

"Yeah," the kid as tall as a garlic sprout nodded like a drum.

Another gust of wind blew by.

A burst of fragrance spread into the nose and mouth.

The beautiful woman had already come in front of him and asked, "Your name is Anxie?"

He froze for a moment, except for Xiao'er, no one was so close to him, as if breathing in his nostrils.

But he nodded quickly again.

Soon, Tan Sang backed away a few meters, lazily flapping his fan.

Only now did he realize that there was a coquettish peony flower in the center of the black fan with lace borders, which was half-open and half-closed, making it the most seductive.

It's really like this master!

The little girl looked at Tan Sang, desperately signaling with her eyes.

Tan Sang said belatedly, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"I am the Lord of the Underworld, and I can help you realize it."

Unfulfilled wish.

His eyes were deep, as if entering a memory.

Except for that flaming red dress, there is no one in this world who can touch his heart.

He raised the corners of his lips, with a hint of bitterness, "I have a wish, can you plant an Aomei for my sweetheart, and ask her if she still remembers me?"

In my heart... can I still... have a slave?
Tan Sang nodded his head, as a response.

The little girl turned back and walked back, but heard.

"I will help you realize your wish, but you will have to pay the price."

Tan Sangbaicici's small face was cold and arrogant, but those beautiful peach blossom eyes betrayed herself.

She really looked straight at An Xie's purse.

Miss, what are you doing?We're collecting stories, not blackmailing people for money!

Tan Sang ignored her warning.

Suddenly the corners of his lips twitched, and he glanced at the little girl sullenly.

That look seemed to say, "If you say it again, I will throw you in hell and use it as fertilizer for flowers!"

The little girl pursed her lips, and turned away awkwardly, blocking out all the sounds from the outside world, as if she didn't hear it.

Dudu said in his small mouth, "I can't hear, I can't hear..."

The man in white opened his purse and found only one copper coin.

He forced a smile, and took out a close-fitting jade pendant, "Slave is originally from a humble family, this is the most precious thing of slaves, and now I give it to the girl."

The quality of the jade is clear and moist, and it feels warm in the palm of the hand, it is a good piece of jade.

An Xie put down the jade, smiled faintly, cupped her hands, and bid farewell.

The figure is getting farther and farther, to the point of being somewhat fairy-like.

Tan Sang turned her head and saw the lonely back of the little girl.

She squeezed the jade pendant in her hand tightly, with a smile on her face.

"Mumu~ It's time to do the task~"

The little girl turned around and looked at her, her eyes widened, and the clear eyes were full of accusations.

"Obviously you are here to find an informant, how can you collect an informant..."

Informant is the name of the main god system for the person who wants to collect the clues of the story.

Seeing how angry she was, the little girl didn't even want to say the word money.

Tan Sang put Nuanyu in his sleeves, "For things like money, the more the better."

The little girl twisted away.

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There was a flash between heaven and earth.

During the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was the time of spring and Jingming. Occasionally, a few butterflies flew from among the flowers, passed through the window, and flew into the room.

It seemed to disturb the quietness of the room.

In the not-so-magnificent bedroom, light smoke curled up from the Ruinaojin Beast Incense Burner.

On the antique big bed, the patterns on the red curtains are exquisite and intricate.

The wind blew gently, vaguely outlining the woman with a graceful figure inside.

"Miss host, please accept the memory of this body."

Tan Sang gently covered her temples with her fingers like catkins, she rubbed them, and slowly opened her pupils.

(End of this chapter)