Leg pain, back pain, pain all over the body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yuan Meng planned to go to bed and rest for a while.

As soon as I got to the bed and lay down, I saw Yutu No. 10 running over from time to time, screaming "uh-huh" under the bed, with his front paws on the wall of the bed, and his feet kept jumping, looking very anxious.

Seeing that this little cute thing was in such a hurry, Yuan Meng was amused and laughed, "You want to come up?" With that, he picked it up.

The reminder of Jade Rabbit No. 10 is not very big, it is only the size of two palms, and Yuan Meng can just hold it with both hands.

In Yuan Meng's palm, Yutu No. 10 began to let go, and I saw this little guy lying on his back in Yuan Meng's palm, kicking his limbs around, as if he was half-dead.

"What's going on?" Seeing it like this, Yuan Meng had some doubts in his heart.

He didn't think that the little guy who was alive and kicking up a second ago would get sick, and the most he thought at this time might be that it was coquettish.

Well?

No, where did the Jade Rabbit No. 10 get such a big fragrance on its body?

It's really like, but how can this fragrance still have a little sour taste?

This made Yuan Meng puzzled.

Yuan Meng couldn't help but blow on it, and the little guy closed his eyes excitedly, and then shook his head with a "poof".

The nasal voice seemed to be telling about Yuan Meng's dissatisfaction with what Yuan Meng did, the hostess bullied people, and the male owner also bullied people.

Jade Rabbit No. 10 was embarrassed in his heart.

Yuan Meng was also tired of hugging, so he simply put it on his chest and let it play by itself.

Yutu No. 10 is quite good at playing, and he climbed onto Yuan Meng's neck and lay down, like a small white ball of meat.

Looking at it like this, Yuan Meng didn't care about it, just play it as much as you like.

At this time, Chang'e finished a game and came to the bed to see him.

When she saw Jade Rabbit No. 10 sitting comfortably on his neck, she couldn't help but be stunned, and stretched out her hand to point at him tremblingly, "Ah, why do you like to stick to your feet?" ”

"Sticking to the feet? What do you mean? Chang'e spoke strangely, and Yuan Meng said she didn't understand.

What is called sticking to the feet, and besides, when did he like the feet.

Even if Chang'e is so beautiful and fragrant feet, he doesn't like to stick them.

Wait a minute!

The question here is, how can the fragrance on Yutu 10 be exactly the same as the smell on Chang'e's feet?

Well?

The more Yuan Meng thought about it, the more it was not a taste.

He threw the Jade Rabbit No. 10 aside, his face was green, "You stepped on it with your foot?" "He saw the essence of things at a glance.

"yes." Chang'e nodded, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have this habit, in the future, I will stick my foot on your face and your neck every day."

Yuan Meng was messy for a while, and at this time, a violent emotion lingered in his heart.

"Chang'e, I'll fight with you!" He gritted his teeth and threw Chang'e down, pinching the other party's face with both hands, the person in front of him was not his daughter-in-law, but his enemy.

Shame, shame, Brother Xiaomeng's reputation in his first life was all lost on Chang'e, the tiger girl.

Two drops of crystal flow in the corners of his eyes, Yuan Meng only felt that he was so sad, so sad.

Chang'e still looked at him with a smile, and didn't speak, just proud in her heart.

It's been a long time since I've seen Yuan Meng's embarrassment, and I'm so happy to see it at this time.

The two fought for a while, and Yuan Meng turned over and lay back, his mouth still vicious, "You ruined girl." ”

"Willingly." Chang'e has a stalk in her neck, and she is not afraid of Yuan Meng at all.

She really didn't believe that Yuan Meng could do anything to her.

Yuan Meng was so angry that he ignored Chang'e for two minutes.

After a while, Yuan Meng spoke: "By the way, what do you think of this pile of rags that Yue Lao sent me. ”

"I don't think much of it, the world can be recycled, and it protects the environment of the fairy world, killing two birds with one stone." Chang'e shrugged her shoulders, feeling that this question was too idiotic, and wondered how Yuan Meng, who was so smart, could ask a question that a three-year-old child could answer.

The more she thought about it, the more Chang'e felt that Yuan Meng asked this question in order to expose her IQ.

When he asked, he completely exposed his imbecile IQ.

"I'm not asking this, have you thought about it, how should we find a market, we are willing to sell, who wants to buy it." Yuan Meng frowned and said.

In fact, he had already thought of a market, but the effect would not be particularly obvious.

If you take your own ideas, it is estimated that it will take more than ten years to make a fortune from slag.

Hearing this question, Chang'e thought for a while and said, "Actually, this is not difficult, as long as the opportunity comes, everything will be there." For example, if it weren't for you who used hundreds of lifetimes to accumulate great virtue, how could there be a fairy like me who would descend to earth to be your wife. ”

I really admire her, and I can talk about myself when I talk about opportunities.

She said this, as if Yuan Meng married her because she had repaired hundreds of quilts.

Yuan Meng suddenly felt that he wanted to cry, if this was also the result of accumulating virtue and cultivating blessings in his previous life, then he would rather not accumulate virtue and cultivate blessings.

He wished he had been a villain for hundreds of lifetimes.

This daughter-in-law makes him troubled.

The thief is troublesome, the thief is troublesome.

Yuan Meng covered his eyes with one hand and made a sad expression, and with the other hand, he turned his fingers into a sword shape and pointed at Chang'e's chest, "Why are you forcing me, now you are killed by me." ”

"Ahh Chang'e was also very cooperative and let out a miserable scream, and then with a "poof", Yuan Meng's face was sprayed with "blood".

"What are you doing?" Yuan Meng wiped a handful of water beads on his face and said angrily.

"I'm vomiting blood." Chang'e said as a matter of course: "If you pierce your heart with a sword, I will vomit blood and die, this is how it is played in TV series." ”

"You vomited blood and died, but what did you vomit?" Yuan Meng's lips trembled, it was so hateful, it was really hateful.

Chang'e was silent for a while, and then replied simply and clearly, "Blood." ”

Yuan Meng was drunk and speechless.

This is an old driver, an absolute old driver, I didn't expect that Chang'e would be an old driver.

Yuan Meng didn't think of this routine, but Chang'e thought of it, and he immediately felt that his IQ was in a hurry.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to mess with you." Chang'e also felt that it was boring to make such a fuss, so she didn't talk about it on this topic.

She thought for a while and said: "If you want to sell these slags, the first thing you should pay attention to is the connections, you have to have the connections to do publicity, and then you have to have the first batch of trialists, and if the first batch of trialists are used well, their publicity is the most useful." ”

"But obviously, the first batch of trialists didn't have any, so you're going to have to start from your connections, your friends, your classmates, etc."

Hearing what Chang'e said, Yuan Meng also felt that this was the case, so he wanted to wait until the slag was placed, so he contacted his classmates for publicity.

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