Chapter 1780
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What a joke!
They didn't want to be drugged with some tickling powder.
Just by looking at the two ladies, they knew that it was definitely not a good feeling.
They might as well faint on the ground!
Beiming Che saw the two madly grabbing at him and stuffed the bottle into his space pocket contentedly, "I didn't expect the first time I refined this kind of medicine, it's really effective."
As he said, he walked towards the two madly grabbing ladies.
The ladies saw him coming and were so scared that they wanted to escape.
"Take out your invitations! Give me the invitation! "Beiming Che chased after them.
The two ladies were scratching their hearts, how could they outrun Beiming Che.
After Beiming Che caught up, he searched for the invitation on their bodies.
But after searching for half a day, he didn't find any invitation on them.
"I …. I didn't, we don't have any invitation, we just followed along to join in the fun ….." Miss Zhao cried like a pear blossom in the rain.
After that, Beiming Che went over to the two ladies.
The two who pretended to faint were not willing to let a man touch them so wantonly.
They immediately woke up from the shock.
But the result was the same, they didn't have any invitation on them.
The crowd was in an uproar.
It turned out that these four ladies didn't have any invitation on their own.
Seeing that Beiming Che had an invitation, they purposely came to find trouble.
Zhao, Qian, Sun and Li cried until their eyes were hazy, as they huddled together.
Beiming Che didn't get an invitation and his face was full of distress.
"Beiming Che, come over here." Suddenly, Ye Qing Luo spoke.
Beiming Che immediately went up to her, "Miss Ye."
"Here, your invitation." Ye Qing Luo threw the invitation in her hand into Beiming Che's arms.
Beiming Che caught the invitation and was a little confused, "But, but I didn't get their invitation for you."
"Why do I need their invitation for?" Ye Qing Luo rolled her eyes, why did she feel that this young man's brain wasn't very good?
Beiming Che blinked his eyes, "But, didn't you ask me to give you their invitation?"
"….." Ye Qing Luo raised her hand and mercilessly smashed his head, "I am telling you, what is called giving you a taste of your own medicine."
Beiming Che frowned, a little confused.
Ye Qing Luo looked at this rash young man as she helplessly sighed.
The only reason she had helped him was because Beiming Che had sincerely wanted to help her back in the Alchemy Guild.
This young man was pure and innocent.
But it was a little too silly.
"Alright, it's going to be my turn soon, you go and queue up too." Ye Qing Luo looked at the queue in front, there were still ten over people left and it would be Di Mo Xuan's turn.
Ye Qing Luo waved her hand as she walked towards the direction of Di Mo Xuan and the others.
Her body had just leaned into Di Mo Xuan's embrace.
A sharp and cold voice came from behind her, "Little girl, don't you know the rules of Jubao Pavilion? You actually want to cut the queue so openly? "
Cutting the queue?
Ye Qing Luo's brows rose, these words were obviously referring to her.
Ye Qing Luo turned her head and looked towards the direction where the voice came from.
A plump middle-aged man dressed in a luxurious brocade robe walked over, escorted by a dozen guards.
Sun family's Young Miss saw that man and immediately climbed up from the ground, "Eldest Uncle, Eldest Uncle, you're finally here, Xiu 'er is about to be bullied till she can't face anyone!"
The middle-aged man glanced sideways at the dishevelled Sun family's Young Miss and the expression on his face sunk slightly.
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