Quickly disassemble cp: male god please do not flirt

Chapter 482 The Immortal King (28)

Xiao Qinger?When Zhu Bei'er heard this name, he thought he was a new waiter in the restaurant, but he had never noticed it before.

The people here are resting in the house during the day, and only come out to receive the "lords and wives" who come to the door one after another at sunset. As long as there is no private snatching of benefactors, how can they talk to each other?
What's more, there are too many things in this industry where new people laugh and old people cry. In just a few days, some new people will come to the museum, and the old people will feel lonely secretly.

Although Zhubei'er has a lot of means, but he is too lazy to do some work of being jealous, his only idea is to save some silver taels while he still has some "capital", and redeem his sister who was sold to the official's house. Opening a small shop and making some female celebrities can also make a living.

He has already saved a lot, and in about another year, it will be enough.

"Xiao Qing'er? Come on, come on, this benefactor likes Xiaoqu'er, and when the benefactor is happy, he might give you a lot of silver taels." They like to call these people who come to play "benefactors" and coax them to be happy. Will give more rewards.

Seeing An Qing's fair face and good looks, Zhu Bei'er ignored Qing He's unnatural reaction, and just thought of having some good connections, so he would build a bridge for this "newcomer" and bury a good cause.

It's no wonder that Zhu Bei'er behaved like this, it's because An Qing turned into a man who was too handsome and beautiful, neither a woman nor a master wearing gold and silver, how could he be a benefactor who came here?

Despite her initial pause, An Qing quickly deliberately used this transformed male face to smile.

"This benefactor is generous and has a good temper. If you do better, it will definitely be beneficial." Zhu Bei'er still did not forget to whisper in An Qing's ear, and the friendship was self-evident.

An Qing's eyes showed some gratitude, and then she seemed shy and walked to Qing He's side.

"What ditty would you like to hear, benefactor?"

Although she changed her appearance by relying on a unique technique, cultivators mostly recognize people by their breath, and Qing He is clearly aware of An Qing's breath, so she can recognize her immediately.

At this moment, when she heard that An Qing was really pretending to be the young lady in the Qingfeng Pavilion, and she was still acting like this, she subconsciously shuddered three times.

Why did she seem to see those evil spirits?It makes people feel a bit chilly.

An Qing saw Qing He's nervousness, chuckled lightly, and played the pipa without waiting for her answer.

"Green smoke is like water, the sun is setting in the west, lovesick geese are on the flowers...the sleeves are full of fragrance, and the makeup mirror is knotted in the hair..." The unique warmth and clearness of a man is like the sound caused by tapping jade.

This time, Qing He didn't feel any nervousness, she was only satisfied with An Qing's face.

It was as if there was a truly stunningly beautiful man in front of her, unable to see anything else.

"Ah……"

When the last note fell, An Qing put away the pipa and let out a chuckle, and Qing He suddenly came back to her senses.

Qinghe subconsciously looked at Zhubei'er, and saw that Zhubei'er had already fallen asleep by the table, after a sigh of relief, she jumped up a few times and then jumped to An Qing's side.

"Xiao Qinger!~"

But who knows, An Qing pulls Qing He behind her in the next moment and shouts softly to the side.

"who!?"

Waiting with bated breath, there was no response for a long while.

When Qing He's rapid heartbeat was about to calm down, An Qing suddenly waved her hand and drew a fiery red blade, and went straight to the beams and pillars beside her.

It's just that the attack dissipated into the air before it advanced a few meters.

"There is indeed someone!"

Pulling out the soft sword at his waist, he was about to pounce forward, when a black shadow flickered in front of him, and he returned to calm.

An Qing also stopped moving, lowering her eyes and moaning.

"Demon?"

(End of this chapter)