God Level Golden Eye

Xu Dong and Zeng Bo accused each other desperately during the scuffle, and the onlookers quickly figured out what happened.

"Isn't it possible? Is Chaozhu really able to automate how much money!?"

"At this point, we need to see what kind of beads are! The simplest example is if this bead is worn by He Shen, would you say it is very valuable?"

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"I heard it was bought away!"

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"It's over! This time is really over!"

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"It's no wonder that these two people are in a group, and no one can accept this kind of thing!"

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"What if I can't accept it?"

"Antique is like this. Even if you don't have this kind of vision, you can't see the good things in your hands. Fortune just slips away! Who is this strange?

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Antique collection, there is a type of news that spreads fastest in the circle. This type of news is leaking and punching. What happened on the antique street spreads outward at the speed of light waves. In less than an hour, almost the entire Xiangjiang collectors knows about it. This news.

Song Yun didn't know that such a wonderful story would happen after he left. After he got the things, he trot in front of him with two huge suitcases. Tang Miaomiao and Han Xue followed behind, panting.

"Song Yun, our car is here!"

Tang Miaomiao looked left and right, and soon found the car parked on the street. This was the car arranged by the hotel to pick up and drop off. It was this car that brought three people over.

Song Yun quickly put the two large suitcases away, got in the car, and went straight back to the hotel.

Han Xue's face flushed with excitement, she had endured all the way just now, and now she finally couldn't help it. She pulled Song Yun a hand, and she wanted to ask what he had missed. What she didn't expect was that Tang Miaomiao was ruthless. He slapped his lap on his thigh, and swallowed it when he reached his mouth. He was wearing a short skirt. That day, he slapped the palm directly on the flesh, and the painful tears almost shed.

"Tang Miaomiao, are you crazy?"

Han Xue stared at Tang Miaomiao with tears in her eyes.

"Humph!"

"Don't you know what you did wrong yourself?"

"I'll talk about anything back to the hotel!"

While talking, Tang Miaomiao made a very concealed gesture towards the driver.

Han Xue is a wise man, and immediately understood what Tang Miaomiao meant. She closed her mouth tightly and never spoke again.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, Tang Miaomiao and Han Xue got off the car and walked in one after another. Song Yun, you followed behind with two huge suitcases alone, and entered the elevator to the 15th floor. Open the door of Song Yun's room.

"Tang Miaomiao!"

"Really **** me off!"

"look at you!"

"How hard was the slap just now!"

"A slap mark was left on my thigh and it was all swollen!"

Han Xue entered, and saw that the door had been closed in the room, she couldn't help but yelled at Tang Miaomiao, raising her skirt and exposing her thighs.

Tang Miaomiao looked at it and couldn't help but spit out his tongue. He was really too excited just now, unable to control his strength, and the shot was really heavy. As the name suggests, Han Xueren's skin is as white as snow, with a bright palm print. Clear.

"Han Xue, this is my fault!"

"Too excited! Can't control it!"

What else can Tang Miaomiao say besides apologizing?

"What's the use of an apology?"

"If an apology is useful, what do you want the police to do?"

"Tang Miaomiao, I'll tell you, you have to wash your little **** quickly and let me slap it hard, otherwise I will never finish with you!"

Han Xue shouted.

"Can you be more reserved?"

"If you have any personal grievances to resolve, can you wait until I'm away?"

"I'm still a pure little boy, I will blush after hearing what you say!"

Song Yun helplessly reminded Han Xue and Tang Miaomiao.

"what!"

"Why are you here?"

Han Xue was taken aback. Just now, in order to accuse Tang Miaomiao, she flipped her skirt up to show the evidence. She was so angry that she simply forgot that Song Yun was still aside and had a happy joy.

"Sister!"

"This is my room!"

"I'm not here, where can I be?"

Song Yun rubbed his nose helplessly.

Han Xue blushed like cooked shrimp, speechless.

Tang Miaomiao smiled tremblingly.

"I will find you afterwards!"

Han Xue gave Tang Miaomiao a fierce look.

The smile on Tang Miaomiao's face suddenly disappeared.

Song Yun opened a suitcase, took out a string of beads carefully, and was reluctant to put it on the table. Without a special thick cloth, he simply put it on the bed.

"Is this the royal pearl in the legend?"

"It's so beautiful!"

"I have never seen such a beautiful bead!"

Han Xue looked at the long beads placed on the bed with a drunken expression on her face.

"Yes, nothing wrong!"

"This is the court pearl, the thing worn by the emperor of the Qing Dynasty!"

Tang Miaomiao was very shocked. It was not that she had never seen Chaozhu. The string in front of her was completely different. Han Xue said nothing wrong, it was so beautiful!