"Money!" Wen Xia pretended to be drunk and told the truth, and her eyes were covered with a thick layer of bitterness, "Of course it's money!" It's better than wine, it's money. ”

Isn't it? You need money to do everything.

In the past few years, in addition to lack of money, she has also been short of money, and she has used all the skills she has learned with money to earn money.

She plays the piano well, so she plays the piano to make money.

She is very talented in painting, so she paints and sells it for money.

She dances well, and she performs to make money.

She liked to make doll clothes when she was a child, so she designed clothes and sold them for money.

She also loves to read novels, so she writes them herself to earn manuscript fees.

If she hadn't known that Mu Han liked long hair fluttering, she would have wanted to sell her long hair for money!

At that time, she was really grateful to her parents for forcing her to take various interest classes so that she could survive in a foreign country.

It's not too bitter, and it can earn medical expenses for my father.

Only by drinking, she can drink again, and she has never thought about making money with wine.

Because...... In this world, in addition to her parents, she just wants to drink with Mu Han, and she especially misses the days and nights when she drank with him.

Now, after five years, I finally drank with him again, and the feeling was like a world away, and it was like a dream.

But she knew that all of this was true.

"Drink!" Wen Xia held the beer can tightly, touched the beer can in Mu Han's hand, and drank the small half can with his neck up.

I drank too quickly, and a little bit flowed from the corners of my mouth, down her snow-white swan neck, and into her collar, which was cold.

"You're short of money, aren't you?" He clutched his beer, his throat stalking.

His woman must have suffered a lot to say the words of worldly reality with a smile, but her eyes were foggy.

"There is no shortage, what I have is money." She waved her hand, staggered to her feet, and headed straight for the hallway, where she took her bag off.

He was afraid that she would fall, so he staggered after her, and watched her take her bag, take out her purse, and pinch out a stack of cash, which made his heart hurt even more.

Who would carry so much cash with them these days......

"Give." She stuffed the money into his hand, and when she saw that he didn't move, she simply pulled his shirt and stuffed it directly into his arms.

Anyway, the white shirt is tied in the black suit pants, and the money can't be dropped.

The cool banknotes, which fell into his waist against his chest, were slightly itchy to the touch, and all of them were attached to his waist.

His body trembled and trembled, but it was not because he hated that the banknotes were not clean, but because he was touched by the cold little hand that had not left his chest.

"The skin is so good...... she burped, laughed and praised, and couldn't help but swallow.

Simply so!

I want to pretend to be drunk, I'm really drunk!

I was drunk by his undiminished posture!

"I'm in good shape, too." Mu Han stiffened his neck, lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman who came over, and a ball of fire burned from the bottom of his heart, almost burning him.

Just a can of beer! That's all she does!

This is how she has protected herself all these years?!

Back then, what did she say that Qingdao would not fall, I would not fall, and if the snowflakes did not fall, I would not float, but what was the result? Pour every time, float every time!

Muyang also said that she blows on the bottle when she drinks, and in his opinion, it is all blowing!

Drink for inspiration! Looking for inspiration? Throw yourself into the arms to seduce a man's inspiration?!

"Teacher Xia Xia......" He hugged her who was sliding to the ground, and called softly, not forgetting to pretend to be a little drunk.

Her eyes wandered, and she replied vaguely: "Hmm...... Well? ”

"Only the color of wine can not be disappointed?" He smiled and profoundly, leading her into the pit.

She smirked and put her whole weight on him, "yes......."

The curvature of the corners of his lips rose, hugging her tighter, and his voice suddenly became low and soft: "I think I think ...... too Cannot...... Disappoint. ”