Chapter 949: Little Fat Dun
"This Ning family is rich enough to rival the country, and it is so rich that it is flowing oil." She was a little staggered, it was the first time she had seen someone decorate their home like this, the golden light and a multicolored light on the floor and walls that were broken by the sunlight, if she guessed correctly, it should be gold and hedrons, otherwise it would not have emitted such a light.
The gold and spar are used to pave the floor and paint the wall as decoration, and it is estimated that the Ning family can afford it.
"This Ning family has a lot of money, and it can almost be said that it has the economic lifeline of this second-class country, otherwise this Ning City would not be the most prosperous town in this country." Duan Ye said, took a sip of tea, and the bursts of spiritual power exuded from the tea in his mouth made him smile.
"The spiritual tea worth 10,000 gold, even if I can't get a catty, he can take it out casually here to greet guests, and it's really a big deal."
"Babyface, what wind is blowing you here? Why did you come to Ningli to look for me? Is there something going on? ”
A voice came, and Feng Jiu and Duan Ye both raised their eyes to look.
I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy walking towards this side, wearing a dazzling golden silk dress, a gold crown in his hair, and a gold belt around his waist.
And what made Feng Jiu couldn't help but be stunned was that this young man was half a head shorter than her and Duan Ye, and he was white and chubby, just like a fat doll in a New Year's painting, with a round gold collar hanging around his neck, and nine of his ten fingers were wearing rings, either gold or jade, and there were two bracelets on his wrist that he didn't know what material they were made of, and there was a small and delicate gold abacus around his waist.
You can't wait to hang all the gold you can bring to your body, right? He didn't think those things were heavy, she felt heavy for him, and this Ning Lang's image really broke her expectations and fantasies.
I thought it would be a handsome young man, but who knew that he was a little chubby for nothing, and he was still a little chubby dun who liked money.
"Chubby, I haven't seen you for a long time, I found that you are fat again, your eyes are narrowed into a line, tsk, your taste has really not changed at all, and I am dazzled by everything on this body." Duan Ye looked at him and shook his head, and said in a familiar tone.
"I said don't call me Chubby, I have a name, Ning Lang." The little fat dun said dissatisfiedly, and after walking in, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu's body, his small slit-like eyes flashed with shrewdness, and he asked curiously, "Who is this?" ”
"Who told you to call me Babyface? Can you do it if I don't give you back? Duan Ye snorted, glanced at him and said, then introduced the two of them: "He is Feng Jiu, my friend." ”
As he spoke, he said to Feng Jiu again: "Have you seen this little fat man before?" ”
Feng Jiu shook his head, looked at the white and chubby little chubby dun in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "It's the first time I've seen you." ”
Said that he is vulgar, but there is no such vulgar feeling, maybe it is this little fat man white and chubby a cute little chubby look, even if the robe has a luxurious gold thread, a golden crown and a gold belt, a golden glitter, still does not give people a tacky feeling, on the contrary, there is a kind of wealth * people in his body.
"Feng Jiu?" Small eyes stared at Feng Jiu for a long time, and asked, "Is there something wrong with you coming to me?" ”