Anyway, in a word, no matter how it changes, it belongs to her family, and she does not accept refutation!

She has to work harder to make money, otherwise what if she can't afford to raise Brother Yan?

"What are you thinking?" Jin Yanzhi saw that she didn't speak, so he stared at himself and asked.

Master Luo subconsciously opened his mouth: "I'm thinking about how to raise your duck." ”

Jin Yan's heart was suddenly hot, and his eyes were full of depth.

Did Xiao Zuojing eat sugar, or drink honey, otherwise why is it so sweet?

It's so sweet that it makes his heart melt.

Just as he was about to say something, the person on the other side suddenly snorted.

"Ahh By the way, I forgot to tell Second Uncle Jin about it. Luo Shishi lowered his head and quickly pressed it on the screen of his phone.

Shi Meiren, who has bad fortune against the sky: Second Uncle Duck, I will pinch my fingers and calculate, you are going to break a fortune.

！！！

Jin Mingkun, who was still editing a lot of curses, almost bulged out his eyes, this dead girl liar actually cursed him again.

Jin: You unbeaten dead girl, you have the ability to bring me to Tiancheng, see if Lao Tzu can't clean you up.

Luo Shishi decisively handed the screen to her brother Yan again, and complained: "Brother Yan, I think the second uncle really owes a lot of money. ”

Jin Yanzhi looked at the content above and was silent for a second, "This time I charged him an extra mental damage fee, he is not short of money." ”

As for what I thought about before to give him a little cheaper, forget it.

Master Luo felt very reasonable, and continued to type.

Shi Meiren, who has bad fortune: Second uncle, your wife stabbed you.

Jin Mingkun was angry, and when he saw that it was her news, he habitually wanted to scold him first.

But as soon as he clicked on the keyboard, before he could type, he frowned fiercely.

Is there anything else that dead woman hasn't found out?

Thinking of this dead girl's ability, Jin Mingkun had a bad premonition in his heart.

Jin: You say I'm going to break the bank? Is it because of this stinky woman?

The teacher and beauty who have fortune against the sky: The Buddha said that it cannot be said.

Jin Mingkun: "..."

Angrily tapped at the screen.

Jin: [Transfer 1 million]

Jin: Take it.

Luo Shishi looked at the amount of money received, and finally felt that Second Uncle Jin had the characteristics of the Jin family.

But.

The teacher and beauty who have bad fortune against the sky: God said that there should be light, so there is light, I said, it is not enough, so...

Jin Mingkun was so angry that he fell back and grinded his teeth fiercely.

This dead girl, he endures, endures.

Jin: [Transfer 5 million]

After the turn, Jin Mingkun wanted to scold the dead girl again, but the more he typed, the more he felt as if something was wrong.

Breaking the big fortune, breaking the big fortune...!!

Damn, isn't he just breaking a fortune now, six million.

Immediately slid down the page, and wanted to get the money back, but saw that it showed that it had been collected.

“... Dead girl, I'm inseparable from you! Jin Mingkun roared angrily, so angry that his whole body smoked.

Master Luo hugged his mobile phone, and his teeth were not visible when he smiled.

"Oh, Brother Yan, let me tell you, I think I can make a fortune with my second uncle, hahaha..."

Jin Yan's eyes darkened, his fingers pointed at the cup, and his voice was low: "He can't do it, he can't afford to raise you." ”

After all, such a loser.

"Nonsense, I'm obviously very good at raising, eating less, asking less, using less, and spending less." Luo Shishi's unconvinced rebuttal.

Spend... Few?

Jin Yanzhi was strangely silent.

She's afraid she's forgotten that she lost a million-dollar door last night, and... Forget it, there are too many criminal records, so I won't repeat them one by one.

Master Luo saw that his brother Yan didn't speak, his expression was still a little strange, he squinted his eyes, and said with a threat: "Brother Yan, what do you think?" ”

Jin Yanzhi: "I..."

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Four thousand consecutive shifts, the little angel asks for tickets, asks for tickets!! In the past few days, the head of the manuscript is bald, and I beg for the comfort of the vote!