A face full of black belly Mary Sue 11



As soon as the little slave in the cage came out, he saw the girl in the crowd.

Quiet and peaceful, without fighting or competing, as if seeing through the world and ready to leave at any time.

The little slave stared intently at the girl who was sitting on the seat and counting spirit stones.

Seeing that she didn't move, his eyes dimmed a lot.

For some reason, he felt that the girl's aura was very familiar and wanted to get closer.

Well, he decided.

If she didn't want him, he would go find him himself.

The idiots here really thought that drugs could control him.

If he hadn't just woken up and his abilities hadn't fully awakened, he might be in danger if he went out rashly.

How could he stay here?

As long as he wanted, he could turn the entire auction house upside down.

The bidding was getting weaker and weaker, and was about to end.

"30 million spirit stones"

A sweet girl's voice sounded, with a hint of lazy weariness.

!!!

The originally dejected little slave suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining.

Yuan Dada felt the little slave's gaze and smiled sweetly at him.

!!!

The little slave uncontrollably put his hand on his heart, his face flushed, making him even more attractive.

I really want... I really want this smile to belong to him alone.

???

Yuan Dada blinked. Did she do something? Why did she feel that the little slave's face turned red?

"Anyone else want to raise the price? Thirty million spirit stones once, thirty million spirit stones twice, thirty million..."

"Thirty million and one spirit stones."

A female voice came from the private room on the second floor.

Oh, someone is trying to snatch her away.

"Thirty-five million spirit stones."

Yuan Dada clicked her tongue, she needed to confirm it again.

"Thirty-five million and one hundred thousand spirit stones."

The sound from the second floor floated out again.

The little slave in the cage pursed his lips.

That woman in the private room is so annoying.

"Forty-five million spirit stones."

Yuan Dada raised the price again by 10 million spirit stones.

Everyone present was shocked by this wealthy man.

He's just a lowly slave, is it worth so many spirit stones?

Forty million spirit stones might be the entire property of a small family.

"Four thousand five hundred and one hundred spirit stones."

"Hehe" Yuan Dada chuckled. Such a stupid routine must be done by the heroine Tang Huanhuan.

"The guy upstairs, if you don't want to buy this little slave, don't bid here."

"How do you know I don't want to buy it? Why are you increasing the price if I don't want to buy it?"

The people in the private room were arguing with each other.

Oh, are you so confident?

"Chun Za, is the male protagonist here too?"

"Are you talking about the one next to Tang Huanhuan, the one wearing a ghost mask?"

0321 When I first saw it, I was shocked by the mask.

"You should have an idea in your heart whether you really want to buy it or not."

The person upstairs was about to retort when he heard Yuan Dada continue to say,

"Do you think I don't know who you are just because you're upstairs, the third Miss Tang?"

Tang Huanhuan was suddenly shocked.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's well known that the third young lady of the Tang family is a loser. How could she appear here?"

"Let's go back to what I said just now. Do you know what's going on?"

Yuan Dada is not afraid, even if their identities are revealed.

The one who will eventually get into trouble will definitely be Tang Huanhuan.

When Tang Huanhuan heard Yuan Dada's words, her teeth almost broke.

Yes, she really didn’t want to buy it. It was just a slave. What was the point of wasting so many spirit stones?

She just wanted to make things difficult for Yuan Dada.

What's wrong with the genius girl? Won't the genius girl be designed by her too?

"Huanhuan, do you want to continue?"

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