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Chapter 87

You are like an antique

She grabbed Lu Zhuo's hand and tried to push him away, but the hand was like a clamp. Although it did not hurt her, she could not push it.

She moved her lower body again and tried to escape, but Lu Zhuo leaned against her with his legs, making her unable to move.

"Lu Zhuo! What are you doing!" Xia An'an's face turned red.

"I can't wait to leave?" Lu Zhuo's voice was low, but he asked fiercely.

Xia Anan: "Didn't you tell me to get out!"

"You do whatever I told you? Why don't you want to be my woman?"

Xia Anan: "...Let me go!"

Lu Zhuo pinched her hand tightly, and suddenly leaned over.

His eyes looked at her lips, as if...were going to kiss her!

Xia Anan suddenly turned his head and bit his lip tightly.

Lu Zhuo looked at her up close, gritting his teeth: "Xia, An, An..."

Xia Anan turned her head and her ears were facing him. The heat of Lu Zhuo's speech sprayed on her ears.

She felt like her whole body was about to burn, and her blood was pouring on her head.

The heat was too much, and it seemed to turn into steam and flowed out of the eyes.

Seeing Xia Anan's eyes red, Lu Zhuo still let go of her and said hatefully: "I can't do it!"

Xia Anan wrapped a pack of tears: "What can't be done?"

"I can't do it... I'll give up a few hundred taels of silver and let you take advantage of it in vain!"

Xia Anan's tears fell: "How could I owe you hundreds of taels of silver? Your mother spent twenty taels to buy it! At worst, I will make money after I go out and I will give it back to you!"

Lu Zhuo suddenly punched the tree above her head with a fierce punch.

!!Xia Anan shook for a moment, and was so scared that she didn't dare to move by his punch.

"Not three hundred and fifty taels, don't even think about it." Lu Zhuo left this sentence and turned around and left.

Xia Anan squatted under the tree and started crying.

In fact, she was not afraid of Lu Zhuo, and she didn't know why she cried.

Anyway, I just want to cry.

...

The place of brocade clothes next to the north of the palace.

Shen Ning looked at Lu Zhuo for two quarters of an hour.

He was holding a copper coin in his hand and rolled around on the table, his eyes were cold and his body was full of evil spirits.

Shen Ning couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over and held the copper coin.

The evil spirit suddenly turned into a physical body, and with Lu Zhuo's eyes, he stabbed Shen Ning like a sword.

"Lu, Qian, Hu! Are you okay?" Shen Ning asked him, "You are here today and get out of the copper coins. There are a lot of things waiting for you to preside over there!"

Lu Zhuo stretched out his hand: "Come back!"

Shen Ning: "What?"

Lu Zhuo stared at the copper coins in his hand with cold eyes.

"What are you doing!" Shen Ning took the money and looked around, "It's only ten cents, are you as you want to eat people!"

Lu Zhuo reached out and snatched it over, and Shen Ning didn't even have time to react.

Then, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the money three times, wiping away the smell of Shen Ning, which was all the smell of his handkerchief. He then took out his purse with important items such as palace tooth signs and private seals from his arms and put them in.

Shen Ning's eyes widened and his face was hurt: "What do you mean? Lu Chengfu! Tell me clearly! Why? Am I dirty? I just touched it, and you - hey! No!"

His eyes suddenly lit up and he looked gossipy: "You actually put this money in the purse your mother made for you? It has its origin! Could it be... an antique?"

Lu Zhuo: "You are like an antique."

Chen Ning's expression was very rich: "No, right! It's Yongtai Tongbao above, it's from this dynasty! It's not an antique."

"That's his little maid's thing!" Xia Yanyi heard it and said from a distance.
Chapter completed!
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