Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Let's take a look! Do your classmates know what kind of flower this is?" Meng Xiaonan's expression was unpredictable. After receiving a reply like'rose flower', she raised the corner of her mouth and said triumphantly: "You don't know, this was brought back by me from a'Ziyun Temple' in the suburbs. Don't look like this looks like an ordinary rose, actually..."

"Actually what?" Seeing her sell her off, the onlookers asked immediately and couldn't wait.

The smile on Meng Xiaonan’s face is deeper: “In fact, this is the fairy that can bless us every exam...a fairy! My mother specially asked me for it. I really did well in the last exam. Sure! But it’s too much. I don’t know where to put it. The head teacher told me to throw it away. You say it’s a shame to throw this fairy flower, isn’t it?"

"Yes!" someone replied, "Why don't you give me one, let me see if it really works."

"Give me one too!" "I want me too!" "Classmates, give me one too!"

At this time, Meng Xiaonan rolled his eyes and said, "My mother can ask for this bouquet of flowers after all the hardships, so I will give it to you. I feel a little bit..."

"Then I bought it! How many?" someone immediately replied.

Standing not far from them, Xiao Mingluo stood stupidly in place as if struck by lightning, his mouth twitched unconsciously. How could this girl...be stronger than An Chuxia?

After such a wandering, he didn't hear exactly how much Meng Xiaonan paid, and saw the students dig out their pockets. In almost a minute, a large bouquet of roses was robbed.

Seeing that it was sold out, those who hadn't bought it had to admit that they were unlucky, saying that next time her mother would go to the temple to ask for flowers, she would help them bring a few flowers, and she would leave if she was willing to pay a high price.

After the group of people left, Meng Xiaonan, who had a pity on his face, immediately opened his eyes and smiled, as if he had changed. After quickly pulling out a large pile of red Chairman Mao from his pocket like a money fan, he began to count them one by one carefully. While counting, he said contemptuously: "This group of rich and no-brained fools, just say so and believe. Two hundred and one is really two hundred and one. If I knew it, I would say one thousand and one. Oh. Ahaha, anyway, I have made a small fortune now. God has eyes..."

Suddenly a black figure appeared in front of her. She raised her head seductively. When she was about to say, "The flowers are sold out, welcome to come again next time", she ran into Xiao Mingluo's peachy eyes.

For a moment, she felt dizzy. But soon she regained her composure, put the money back into her pocket without a trace, and pretended to be arranging her clothes. Then she said slowly: "You...something?"

Raised his eyebrows, he looked at Meng Xiaonan amusedly and said word by word: "How can I say that the original owner of this flower is also me? Now that I have made money, why don't you think you want to divide me half?"

With a sound in his heart, Meng Xiaonan had already greeted Xiao Mingluo's eighteenth generation ancestors all over. As the saying goes, the richer the more stingy, this is true.