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Style: Fantasy Author: happyWords: 1490Update Time: 24/01/11 12:45:34
"You just said that Ye Tingyu is not good at this," Lu Meng asked.

"He is very powerful. Even if he comes here often, he always uses this girl to "judge people and judge things." "Xiao Yunqian said a few words. It's not unusual for Lu Meng to ask "Ye Tingyu" a few more times. She has beaten him a lot.

"Then you still buy it, you're not afraid of him "knowing" you," Lu Meng tilted her head and smiled at him. She looked playful, but her smile was not innocent.

Xiaoyun smiled cynically, "Why don't you buy it? Why don't you try it if it's beautiful?"

When we arrived at the mansion, there were two simple words on the door: "Wandering in the Garden".

A beautiful boy greeted him at the door, "Please take the elevator to your right." There are three floors in total, and there is an elevator on the left and right. The interior decoration is quite post-modern and in line with the aesthetics of young people.

Xiaoyun said that today the entire "amusement park" was taken over by Chan Ling, and usually some of the amusement rooms were completely empty. Lu Meng looked over and saw that there were also entertainment projects for young people, several large game console rooms, an archery room, and large and small restaurants, so it was no problem to hold private banquets for ordinary guests.

Going up to the third floor, the style changes a bit, it is plain, there are no doors, all are red and heavy curtains. Another beautiful boy stood in front of a room and opened the door curtain for them.

"Chanling," Xiaoyun came in first, stepped aside and looked back to see Lu Meng walking in.

Can Ling sat sideways on the low table beside the window sill, with her legs raised and lowered, her hands clasped in front of her body, and she looked out the window comfortably. At this time, she turned her head, and before Lu Meng took off his coat, he raised his head towards her. With one hand, "Come and see."

Lu Meng walked over, and Chan Ling put one arm around her shoulder, and pointed to the distance outside the window with the other hand, "There is a fire brigade under the spire of the white tower. Come here, it will take 20 minutes at the fastest."

Lu Meng looked at him, "Why are you telling me this?"

Can Ling's hand around her shoulders was patting her, and he tilted his head to look at her, smiling without saying a word. This smile was the same as the "playful smile" when she asked Xiaoyun just now, "Are you afraid that he will "know" you?"

In this small suite, the small living room outside has a small table spread out and tableware set. Lu Meng glanced inside. It was bigger than outside. It was a girl's boudoir...

Xiaoyun took off her coat with his own hands, hung it on the hanger, and went out.

Lu Meng also relaxed, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, walked to the low table where he was sitting just now, looked out the window, and lit a cigarette. Xiaolu was still dressed in prison uniform, with his hair tied behind his head, and the smoke filled with resignation.

Chan Ling was sitting at the small dining table, with his legs straight, one hand on the table and a fist on his face, looking at her, "Where did you hide the cash?"

Xiaolu turned his back to him, "You don't care where I hide,"

Can Ling clicked his tongue, feeling that her attitude would make it difficult to chat happily for the rest of the day, but he was patient and said softly, "Don't be so defensive. I'm just curious. You will have a lot of money in the future. A lot of money." It’s hard to keep cash.”

Xiao Lu turned around and walked towards him, his eyes were super calm, and he sat next to him, "I know you are the God of Wealth and the best at dealing with money. Can Ling, you and I have just met each other, and we have nothing against each other. We have no grudges." , I really want to be on good terms with you, please protect me a way to make money, just to give me a way to survive." Xiaolu said sincerely, and the hand without a cigarette pulled down his collar, revealing his whole fair skin. "I have nothing now. I just have this body. This is a good place for you, and I will sell it."

Can Ling had nothing on his face, but in his heart... how could he not move!

He has never seen anyone before, and there are too many different kinds of scheming in front of him. But the one in front of him, if it is like the rumor, should have the most scheming, but now, it is too clear... Lu Meng , it is true that she is looking down upon herself, but she is really looking for a way to survive!

Can Ling really didn't understand. Even though her future was unclear, Wu Qi was still carried on her body after all, but after all, Yu Yang was not dating her behind the back of the world. Since she was protecting her in front of others, she would not really have a hopeless future. . Then why is she still so... panicked...

Can Lingxu's hand on the pillow had turned into half covering her mouth and nose, looking at her. Yes, there was no denying that Chanling's curiosity was completely aroused. He wanted to read on and see what happened to this girl...

Seeing him like this, Lu Meng gradually pulled down his collar hand and loosened it, but the sincerity in his eyes did not change, but his voice became deeper, "Or maybe I got the wrong idea today, you don't want my body, But he wants to see me burn this place down." Or he mentioned the "fire brigade"...

Unexpectedly, Chan Ling's eyes flickered with anger. He stretched out his hand to pull her over, picked her up, stood up, and walked into the room. He lowered his head and kissed her, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are the one I want."

Oh, little deer, the right leg hanging outside was dangling in his arms, revealing the red dots on the shackles swaying... Her hand holding the cigarette was also hanging, and the ash was falling bit by bit, Lu Meng's black and white eyes were still full of color. Puzzled, "Then what kind of fire brigade did you mention to me?"

Can Ling pinned her down, looked down at her, stood up and took off his clothes, as lazy as a leopard, "You, your claws are really polished. I thought you were willing to come here and burn again." , I showed you the way, don’t you appreciate it..." He leaned down and buried it, and heard the clear voice of the deer, which was very magnanimous and generous, "What are you going to burn? You won’t get any money!"