Black Belly Wife

"Wait." The old bustard stopped him.

"What else?" Chu Changge said impatiently.

"These are not enough," the old bustard said.

Chu Changge frowned, and took out another one for her.

Old Bustard: "It's not enough."

Although Chu Changge had a little drunkenness, but his reasoning was still sober. Seeing that the old bustard was deliberately looking for faults, he calmed down and said, "How much is enough?"

Old Bustard: "Our boss said, it is enough to use your people to arrive."

When Chu Changge was brought in front of the 'Dong Family' in the mouth of the old bustard, he was stunned, and for a moment he thought he had hallucinations. "Yunshu, how could it be you?" He looked at the person in disbelief in disbelief.

Murong Yunshu did not answer his question, looked at him silently for a moment, and then said lightly, "What are you going to use to pay the debt? Master Chu."

Murong Yunshu's "Church Master Chu" slammed Chu Changge into an endless disaster. For a while, he said, "What debt are you referring to?"

Murong Yunshu: "Of course it is wine debt."

"Liquor debt ..." Chu Changge grinned bitterly, "Liquor debt should naturally be paid with silver."

Murong Yunshu: "You can't afford it."

Chu Changge: "It's just a few bottles of wine. How expensive can it be?"

"Huajiu is no better than ordinary wine. It takes a sip, and the price is much more than ordinary wine, not to mention a few jars."

Murong Yunshu's voice was calm, but Chu Changge heard something different from it, which made him feel good immediately. "Mr. Shier, do you smell sour?" He asked Mr. Shier behind him with a smile.

Mr. Shi Er was already drunk with confusion, where can he know how to cooperate with him? "Sourness? No. Where is there sourness? Where is there sourness ..." Mr. Shi Er said murkyly, madly, rubbing his nose against the old bustard. He was rubbing with joy, and a hand suddenly appeared next to him, grabbing his ears fiercely, "Call you to drink flower wine, call you to drink flower wine ..."

"It hurts ... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts ..." Mr. Shi Er grinned his teeth and woke up halfway.

Yun Siniang let go of her hand and said angrily, "You still know the pain because of you!"

Mr. Shi Er looked at her drunkenly and suddenly laughed.

Yun Siniang was blushed by him, stomping his feet angrily, and pulled him out.

Seeing Yun Siniang and Mr. Shi Er leave, the old bustard also left with interest.

For a time, only Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge remained in the room, facing each other.

The wind and chaos outside the room made it squeaky, and the windows and doors creaked, but the room was lifeless. It seems that no matter how the wind blows, it can't blow off the invisible wall between the two.

After a long time, Chu Changge suddenly fell to the chair, leaning on his forehead with a painful look.

auzw.com Murong Yunshu ’s heart also jumped with a miss, and his eyes were full of worries.

"What's in your wine?" Chu Changge asked. His forehead had begun to sweat coldly.

Murong Yunshu wanted to see what had happened to him in the past. His sole had just left the ground, and he put it back again. He concealed the worry on his face and said lightly: "How much wine will be put in the blue building. As for what is put, put it How much is lost depends on your luck. "

Chu Changge's face "color" is getting more and more ugly, and the school is bleak, and there is no blood "color". "Yunshu, I am serious." He held his head in his hands, his voice full of pain.

Upon seeing this, Murong Yunshu's heart shivered violently. Isn't it Spring "medicine"?

Seeing that Murong Yunshu did not respond, Chu Changge no longer asked, and crossed his legs to exercise the power to "force" the poison. With all his luck, the headache intensified, and the whole head suddenly seemed to explode. Chu Changge immediately gave up the poison of Yun Gong and forced him to "knead" and "knead" the sun's "hole". His headache eased a little before he stood up again and looked at Murong Yunshu without expression. "Miss Murong." He opened his lips lightly, "The wine debt owed to you will be repaid in the future. I still have something to do, so I will say goodbye first."

Murong Yunshu was already soft-hearted, but at this time he was a little irritated by the sound of 'Miss Murong'. She raised her face and said, "I haven't heard of drinking wine and owing credit."

Chu Changge frowned, "I remember I have paid for alcohol."

Murong Yunshu: "I remember I said enough."

Chu Changge: "What the **** do you want?"

Murong Yunshu: "Debt repays money, no money ...... Selling and paying debts"

Chu Changge stunned, selling his debts? He heard it right? "My broken body, just swept you out of the house, don't want to give it away to you, what is it worth."

Murong Yun and Shu Feng's eyes moved slightly, Shen "Yin" Xu Yu asked lightly, "Do you sell it or not?"

Chu Changge: "Are you serious?"

Murong Yunshu: "I never make fun of silver."

Chu Changge froze for a moment, then smiled, "This is the truth." The tone of teasing in the tone is full.

Murong Yun stretched his eyelashes "hair", did not speak, looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

Chu Changge saw that she was serious, so she put away a joke mentality, thinking for a while, said: "Do not sell."

Murong Yunshu's expression was dark, and he was about to continue the negotiation. He only listened to him and said, "Send only."

After talking, Chu Changge looked at her with a smile.

Murong Yunshu throbbed in his heart, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently: "Regardless of the merits. I will pay for the things I like. You still have to wait for the wine debt to be paid and give it to others."

"Huh, it's sour. Have you hidden vinegar in this house? How many years?" Chu Changge said, looking left and right, looking for vinegar.

Murong Yunshu was immediately embarrassed, blushing to the ears. She did not know why she added the last sentence. This is really not like her.

Annoyed, suddenly, her face was held up by her, and despite her resistance, she raised her head.

It's relative. This time, I was so entangled in my breathing that I didn't let go.

Murong Yunshu seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, dong, dong, dong ... one sound is faster than one sound, and one sound is louder than one, and he cannot think.