Zhang Tianhao is too familiar with this face. The ignorance of adolescence, a sweet feeling of first love.
When I was in junior high school on Earth. Zhang Tianhao once had a crush on a girl in the same class at the time. The girl was called Song Tiantian, and she was a schoolgirl in the junior high school of Nanmin No. 5 Middle School. It was just this secret love that I had a secret love for three years, until I went to high school, there was no result.
And the little girl in front of her had the same innocence and her eyes as big as black jewels. Such a pitiful temperament like a little bird. These are so alike.
Is it a person? Otherwise, why even a smile is so similar.
Of course, this possibility is too low and too low. Just looking at the appearance of the girl in front of him, Zhang Tianhao seemed to overlap in time and space, causing a trace of ripples in his heart.
Like, it's so alike. If it were on Earth, Zhang Tianhao would definitely think he was a person if he met him back then. It's just that it's in Zhenwu Continent now.
The guests at the scene were also crazy, the girl was so beautiful. Pure and refined, ice muscle and jade bone. The whole body exudes a pitiful little bird's temperament.
Ye Yun on the side looked at the girl with Zhang Tianhao's gaze, and snorted, "Deng's apprentice!"
Zhang Tianhao sighed, his eyes flashed lonely. Although he is in Zhenwu Continent, the earth is still unforgettable in his heart.
Seeing Zhang Tianhao's gaze, Ye Yun on the side was a little upset. Muttered a word. "Rogue|Rogue"
Zhang Tianhao came back to his senses and looked at Ye Yun with a smile and said: "What are you jealous of? If you like it, I will buy one for you. Tsk tsk, look at your appearance, you won't be the first brother!"
Zhang Tianhao looked wretched|looking at Ye Yun trivially.
Ye Yun: "..."
"Do you think everyone is like you?" Ye Yun looked at Zhang Tianhao contemptuously.
"How can this be called a flow? Your father doesn't flow, can you be there?" Zhang Tianhao took it for granted.
Ye Yun: "..."
At the same time, for this slave girl, the VIPs in the room began to bid wildly. This is the highest climax that has ever occurred so far.
The spar quickly broke a hundred.
One hundred...
Two hundred yuan...
Three hundred yuan...
However, when the price rose to three hundred yuan, the competition was obviously less. After all, this was just a slave, even the oiran of Lan Kwai Fong, in essence, was just a female slave. No matter how high the price is, it is beyond her own value.
"Five hundred yuan!"
This bid is from the No. 8 deck.
Zhang Tianhao did not bid, but he was just waiting for the opportunity. He just frowned when he heard that the price had been up to five hundred low-grade spars. It's just that the person who is hearing the price is familiar. Can't help but look at the place of the bidder. Finding that the bidder was actually Xia Yun who had had a conflict with him outside the auction house, he frowned.
"Cousin, do you want this cheap girl too?" Xia Yun's cousin pouted, a little unhappy.
"Hahaha... Cousin is buying a maid for you! Don't you like it?" Xia Yunyun smiled slightly.
"Really, I like it. If so many people are competing for slaves, it would be a lot of face for me." The cousin said with joy.
It’s just that Xia Xia Yun’s cousin hadn’t noticed that in his eyes, the flickering | evil color.
"Five hundred yuan...Is there any higher?" the auctioneer yelled.
"Five hundred and fifty yuan!" A cold voice came from VIP box No. 8.
Xia Yuan's expression was deep. Of course he was familiar with this voice. It was the kid who had conflicts with himself outside the auction house.
"Damn it, this kid is going to compete with me. I want to see who can compete against whom!" Xia Yun gritted his teeth.
"Six hundred yuan!"
In VIP Box No. 8
Ye Yun looked at Zhang Tianhao in surprise and asked, "You nasty, really want to buy that female slave?"
"Why? Can't it? It's a good thing that a little girl can come to warm the bed at night." Zhang Tianhao said naturally.
"You! Really rascal|rogue!"
Ye Yun was almost out of anger. I feel that the person next to me is too dirty, and I don't know if it's right or wrong to be with him.
"Six hundred and fifty yuan!"
Zhang Tianhao shouted without changing his face.
It's just that the six hundred and fifty yuan is almost at his bottom limit. In his space, what is left is only 700 yuan, but I don't know how long the clouds can support this summer.
"hateful!"
On the deck, Xia Yun overturned the cup on the table.
The Xia family is rich, but this time, there are other tasks, and it is impossible to spend uncontrollably. If he let his father know that he would spend a lot of spar to buy a female slave, his father would never let him go. Disposal of family law is light.
But this female slave is so beautiful, she can't find it. Therefore, let him just give up like this, and he is really unwilling.
"Six hundred and seventy yuan!"
Xia Yuan simply shouted through gritted teeth. It can be seen that he hates Zhang Tianhao at this moment.
When Zhang Tianhao heard this, he knew that the clouds had reached its limit this summer. The expression is light and breezy.
"Seven hundred yuan!"
The 700 yuan has reached his limit. If Xia Yun continued to follow, then Zhang Tianhao would need to consider other methods.
"boom!"
Xia Xia Yun fell the cup to the ground.
These seven hundred low-grade spars had already exceeded his bottom limit. Although he took it out, it was seven hundred low-grade spars, equivalent to seven million gold. Use seven million gold to buy a female slave. He didn't know how his father would think of himself when he went back. Definitely a prodigal!
Xia Xia Yun looked at the pure and beautiful face of the female slave, and wanted to change it. But reason still made him choose to give up. It's just angry, and his face is a little green.
"Boy, hate you, I will retaliate against you, you wait!" Xia Yun gritted his teeth.
"Seven hundred yuan! Is there a higher one?"
The auctioneer spit wildly, his expression very excited. This is 700 pieces of low-grade spar. Even if it is an oiran, the 700 low-grade spar is still unimaginable.
Seeing that no one bid again, the auctioneer was slightly disappointed. But still very excited: "Then this Lan Kwai Fong Oiran will be spent in VIP Box No. 8. We congratulate the VIP in Box No. 8 for this time, Lan Kwai Fong's Oiran."
Under the leadership of the two maids and the person in charge, the oiran from Lan Kwai Fong was taken to Box No. 8 where Zhang Tianhao was.
After paying the spar, the talents of the three auction houses gave a few compliments and left.
Looking at the pitiful girl with Xiaoniaoyi's temperament in front of him, Zhang Tianhao overlapped her with the face in his memory.
"What's your name?" Zhang Tianhao tried his best to slow down his tone.