Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

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Her eyes moved slightly, and the umbrella had already been lifted.

"Son, my shop is in front of me. If it's okay, let's have a cup of tea first and avoid the rain?"

"No need, I ..." The man opened his mouth and wanted to refuse. The words were not over yet, and he was forced into a green lotus lamp in his hand.

The woman's softly ragged voice rang behind her, "The son will hold it for me first, and I will push you."

Slowly sighing, the man had to take over the lamp, his eyelashes drooping, making people look unclear.

The wheelchair slowly moved beneath him, and the woman pushed him to wander in the long empty alley, and a dark light hung down on his head. To the top of his head.

His cold eyes moved slightly, he opened his mouth, and finally chose to remain silent.

As she said, the women ’s shop is not far from Fang Cai ’s location.

He raised his eyes, and his calm eyes fell on the shop, the black plaque engraved in the Beauty Square.

In the whole alley, there is really a mediocre existence.

Strange woman, strange shop.

The woman gently pushed him in. The decoration in the shop was simple. There were bottles and cans on several rows of wooden shelves. The air was filled with the smell of fat powder used in women's homes.

The man knew that this was a rouge shop.

A steaming cup of tea was handed over to his hand, and he looked down at it, and his white fingers, like jade, rested on the bone china teacup, with a trance, and her hand was three times more illusory than this white porcelain. .

Seeing him silent, Su Kui smirked and tilted his head, "Son, drink tea."

"Ah? Oh ..." He finally reacted, and accused him of never being a craving for beauty, but today he repeatedly appeared in front of this woman, and he read a Buddhist number in his heart, and decided to go back and sue in front of the Buddha.

Although he could not be shaved because of his identity, his name was already hung in the Putuo Temple.

The tea inlet has dissipated a lot of cold moisture.

He sipped the tea, his eyes glazed at the flowers in the cup with the ups and downs of the water, and his thoughts slowly drifted away, I don't know where to vent.

Su Kui went upstairs and took a clean cloth towel for him. When he came down, he saw the man's pale and thin hands holding the tea cup and was stunned. Fang Xin stepped forward.

"Sonson?"

"Huh?" He rolled his eyes and said warmly: "It doesn't have to be so out of sight, just call me non-dusty."

"Non-dust?" Su Kui repeated, silently chewing the name on his lips several times, and then asked with a smile, "What about your surname?"

Fei Chen shook his head, "Only the first name, no last name."

Suddenly, his slender, pale index finger nodded to his knees, and his voice was calm, and he said, "I should go back. Thank you for the girl's hospitality today."

Su Kui saw disappointment in her eyes, and finally met another person who made her feel at ease, so she was leaving soon.

She waited for three hundred years, and did not wait for the arrival of her lover.

now--

She quickly recovered and looked outside. The rain did not know when it stopped, so she turned back and smirked, "Then I will take you out, so please take the umbrella with you to prevent rain on the road."

Fei Chen quickly shook his head and pushed the wooden wheel to the door. "No need, I live only a few steps away from here."

Su Kui was surprised. She came to him and looked into the alley. Sure enough, she saw the old and faded lantern yesterday. I don't know when it had been replaced.