Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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The black shop owner was pierced by Susie, and the smile was still calm and even a little disapproving: "You have to know, I have to make money."

It’s really a black shop!

彤素磨磨磨: "Okay. But I want to open a Starcoin memory card, but also ask the boss to put the money inside."

The orange peel on the boss's face smiled like a flower: "But I can do it, but I have to charge the account, forty dollars."

A lot of more than a thousand dollars, if you hold it empty, it is easy to be found by those gangsters. E976-INE86 is not a store that has no other acquisitions. Maybe it has gone to those places, and the money sold can be higher, but in all stores, this one is the most credible.

Some black shops, customers sell things inside, just out of the store, the boss will collude and rob all the customers' money.

Pit money and pit goods, means mean.

Yangmu is a bit dissatisfied with the waste of forty yuan to open the memory card, but sees that Russell has already decided, thought about it, did not say it.

Russell pulled her to pick the food, but she made her mind.

Can no longer be sold here, the price is too low, but fortunately, when uploading over time, there will be an auction, when she goes to the auction to see it.

After leaving the black shop, Yan Suyang and Yangmu must endure the joy on their faces. Yangmu also knows that the planet is too chaotic. He nodded and said that he understood, silently carrying food and going home.

After dinner, Yang mother went to bed early, she was weak and very sick, and she was staring at not letting her work.

Going back to the house, the black sword was hung on the wall, and Russell said: "Three or three, you go outside the door tonight, when I sleep, I am not allowed to come in."

"What is Sansan?!"

Alisei raised an eyebrow: "You only value three coins, and it is similar to a pickled cabbage. I don't know your name, called Sansan. Is it better than pickled cabbage? I think it's quite appropriate."

Xuanzang was dumbfounded by her, hateful: "Xuan Xuan! My name is, Xuanzang! Don't ask me three things -"

"Good three or three, no problem three or three."

"Hey! Don't call me that!"

Russell simply ignored him and began to go back to bed: "Three or three, I am going to sleep, you go out."

Xuan Zang's translucent figure floats high in the air, arrogantly lifting his chin, trying to make a mocking look

"Why, if you are a yellow-haired girl, do you think that I will be in a bad mood? If you have seen a peerless beauty in the emperor, you will not think about it!"

"Oh, this one," said Susie's tone. "I am not afraid of you, I am afraid that I can't control myself."

As soon as the voice fell, the taunting of Xuanzang’s face was stagnant. If the body is only a floating body, he will fall to the ground!

"You are a shameless woman -"

The boy raised his hand in angrily, as if he had seen a grass thief, and his expression was in horror, but he still had a strange feeling of unclearness. His heart was jumping and he could only cover it with shouting.

After the singer, I reacted to my own words and was full of ambiguity. Then I calmly said: "--I mean, I am afraid that I can’t control it and sweep you out."

The heart that jumped, stayed.

"After all," she looked disgusted. "I only valued three coins, but I have to earn millions of dollars to buy a ticket. The loss-making business is not so bad."

Xuanzang: "..."

The first time he felt ashamed.

- Don't say that the father is behind the mother, afraid that the people of the entire empire will not think that their imperial princes have now become a fostered white face.

"Actually, I am not completely useless!"

Xuanzang argued that: "Although I am only a spiritual body, I can use power in a short time. If there is danger, I can protect you..."

He subconsciously opened his mouth and bit his tongue as soon as he finished.

- What, he evolved himself from a small white face to a bodyguard? And there is a strange pride in my heart?