Chapter 37: Villains are not a good thing
"Starting tomorrow, you're going to get up at six o'clock and cook for me."
Song Lianzhou saw that she remembered what she had promised him yesterday, so she withdrew her gaze.
"No, I owe you ten dollars, how long are you going to let me cook?"
Could it be that ten yuan can still let her cook for him for the rest of his life?
Although, with him, she may not live for more than two months, but two months, isn't it her whole life!?
"Have you forgotten about your bike?"
Song Lianzhou turned his head and asked coldly.
Yu Meng wanted to say that she didn't remember, but when she saw Song Lianzhou's dangerous fox eyes, she was instantly stunned: "How can husband and wife be so clear?" ”
Her weak bargaining.
I don't know why, looking at Song Lianzhou, whose eyes are slightly raised and her eyes narrowed, she always has a feeling of fear.
Obviously she only has more ruffian energy than when she wears glasses, why does she look at the deterrent power several times more than when she wears glasses?
"Am I able to exercise my rights as a husband?"
Seeing that Yu Meng wanted to repay the debt, Song Lianzhou squinted her eyes and spit out a sentence that made Yu Meng's heart skip a beat.
What rights can a husband exercise?
Isn't that ...... What about the file in the room?
"Don't even think about it!"
Yu Meng vigilantly wrapped her arms around her chest, and her apricot eyes were full of shame: "It's not money, I'll pay you back!" ”
Ten dollars wants her to sell herself, he doesn't think of ordinary beauty.
Yu Meng's movements made Song Lianzhou's inky pupils pass a trace of light, he took a step forward, leaned over and approached Yu Meng, his eyes staring at her tightly: "You...... What are you thinking? ”
“…… What I think matters? Isn't it important that I have promised you to pay you back? ”
People who can be villains really exude the aura of 'I'm not a good thing' from their bones.
"So?"
Song Lianzhou stared at her.
"I'm going to cook!"
Yu Meng got up full of resentment, and cursed Song Lianzhou in her heart, and even with the Fuqiang number, she was angered and received a lot of scolding.
[Meng Meng, rebirth here is not my pot]
The Fuqiang defended himself aggrievedly.
'Not because of you, or because of myself?' ’
In the past, when she was doing tasks, she liked to drop the chain at critical moments, but she didn't expect that at such an important juncture as her rebirth, it actually put her body to rot!
'If you don't ruin my body, why should I be reborn in a place where birds don't?' ’
The most important thing is that at the end of the mission, all the gold fingers she accumulated when she did the task were taken back, leaving the Fuqiang, a system that was relegated to the countryside.
【…… It's not my pot if the body is broken. 】
The rich and strong weakly defend themselves.
The virus infiltrated from the main system, and it was implicated.
Yu Meng complained to Fuqiang about Song Lianzhou's stinky shamelessness while cooking.
After she finished cooking, when she returned to the house, she saw that Song Lianzhou had already washed up, sat on the kang neatly dressed, and waited for her to come in with food.
"The clinic is closed for a day today, and you don't have to bring me food."
As soon as Yu Meng entered the house, Song Lianzhou saw the nest head in the iron basin she was holding, which was brighter in color than others made.
He sat at the dining table, waiting for Yu Meng to bring all the dishes and chopsticks in front of him like an old lady.
Seeing that he didn't mean to get up and help, Yu Meng's anger in his heart was even worse: "I owe you money, but I'm not your minion!" ”