Chapter Ninety-One: Helping Others
"I didn't give me the diamond necklace."
Jiang Wansheng raised her eyebrows, her gaze looking at his jade-like cheeks. His hair is still yellow.
"Ji Rongxuan said that you sent it, and that is what you sent."
The corners of Song Yanzhi's mouth pursed into a smile, "If you want me to give you a bigger, shinier and more valuable diamond necklace next time." ”
"No need."
Jiang Wansheng took out the healing grass and delivered healing qi to Song Yanzhi.
Song Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the little white cat to have a healing grass.
"You paid for this healing herb?"
Jiang Wansheng's expression was indifferent, "I don't have any money, I grow it myself." ”
There was a hint of appreciation in Song Yanzhi's eyes, "Little white cat, you are very powerful." ”
"It's Miss Jiang."
Song Yanzhi saw Jiang Wansheng's indifferent appearance, hooked his lips and smiled. "Okay, Miss Jiang."
A few minutes later, Jiang Wansheng took the healing grass, and she just sat there and stared at Song Yanzhi, somehow the longer she got along with him, the more she felt that he was like that man.
After staring at her for a long time, she looked away, and had to admit that the man in front of her was extremely good-looking. No less than the man she had seen on their planet. That man is also surnamed Song, which is really a coincidence.
"Master, do you remember the person you always meet in our Red Wind Star?"
"Well, it doesn't look like it at all."
"yes, I look at him and it looks like it."
"What's going on with the little white cat?" Song Yan looked cynical.
"It's fine."
The corners of Jiang Wansheng's mouth pulled out a smile, her eyes were crooked, she finally understood where he was similar to him, both of them were equally arrogant and unruly. It's wild. No one can control them.
But they are very mature and steady in doing things, such as when they were at the Rose Castle.
Song Yanzhi couldn't help but laugh when he saw her laughing, and the words that came out of his mouth were very bad: "Little white cat, you have taken a fancy to me?" Why else are you smiling at me? ”
Jiang Wansheng walked away disgusted, "People still have to be self-aware, I like good-looking." ”
"Understood, I'm just as good-looking as I was born." Song Yanzhi leaned against the wall and looked at Jiang Wansheng, with a little starlight in his eyes.
Jiang Wansheng sat down not far from Song Yanzhi and said two words in his mouth.
"Narcissism."
Song Yanzhi didn't refute, because he saw Jiang Bangsheng's eyebrows and eyes with a strong sense of exhaustion.
Jiang Bangsheng leaned against the wall and soon fell asleep.
Song Yanzhi saw that Jiang Wansheng was tired, but he didn't continue to speak, he didn't sleep, but stared at the entrance of the cave to see who would come.
This time, he set up a pretend to be shot, because there was an undercover agent in their guardian army, and he was also a high-level. So he had to set up this plan, but he didn't know if those people would take the bait.
At dawn the next day, Jiang Bangsheng woke up.
"Aren't you leaving?"
Song Yanzhi shook his head, "I still have something to do, don't go." You go back first. ”
Jiang Wansheng looked lazy, "Then I won't leave." ”
Song Yanzhi raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Huh? Little white cat, do you really like me? ”
"Don't be too narcissistic, I'm here to help others."
"The host has already given you a bag full of food and two bottles of milk."
"Hmm."
Jiang Wansheng took out a bag of bread and a bottle of strawberry fruit milk from his bag and handed them to Song Yanzhi.
"A bag of bread costs five dollars, and a bottle of milk costs ten dollars. Our store is a small business, and we refuse to bargain. Jiang Wansheng looked at Song Yanzhi, and there was a faint alienation in his eyes.
Song Yanzhi stretched out his hand to take the bread and milk flavor, "How much is the WeChat signal, I'll add you and then transfer the money to you." ”