Give your three hundred yuan to the beautiful handsome guy first, and owe him the rest to let him come back next time?

But 300 yuan is too little, right?

When Liu Hanyan opened the cabinet to get the money, he tried to ask the ** who was reading on the next bed: "**, how much money do you have?" Can you lend me a little?"

**Immediately raised his head and said, "There are about 500 yuan, how much do you want?"

"Two, two hundred. ”

can't pay it back for the time being, and she can't borrow more, otherwise people will have to eat. And she is tall and eats a lot.

"Two hundred, okay, you wait!" ** said as he opened the cabinet, took out two pink Mao grandfathers from his wallet and handed them to Liu Hanyan.

"Are you going to buy something? Don't trust the people who come to the door, they're all liars. ”

"Thank you! I'm not buying anything, I'm a friend who needs it urgently. Liu Hanyan knew that ** also reminded himself out of kindness.

She took Grandpa Mao and put it in her pocket with her own money, turned around and left.

After Liu Hanyan left, Chen Yige couldn't help but ask the blue-haired Ling Haoran curiously: "Hey, when did Liu Hanyan owe you a thousand yuan?"

The blue-haired Ling Haoran shook one leg with her dashing arms: "Why should I sue you? This is the secret between me and her." ”

"Cut ......" Chen Yige pouted disdainfully, "What secrets will our Xiaoyan and you have?"

"'Our little smoke'? hehe, it's very affectionate. ”

The blue-haired Ling Haoran hooked his lips and sneered, "I just want to ask: When did Liu Hanyan become your family?"

"It's been our family for a long time!" Chen Yige glared at the blue-haired Ling Haoran, "When I was a few years old, my mother wanted to take Liu Hanyan as her goddaughter." Although she didn't officially accept her, she has always been treated as a goddaughter, and I have always treated her as a sister until her mother-in-law died, and she went to Jianghai City with her uncle. And we've been in correspondence all the time. ”

"Your mother and son treat her as your family, and Liu Hanyan is your family? Hmph, it's funny!"

The blue-haired Ling Haoran snorted even more sarcastically, "Then I'll sue you now: Liu Hanyan is my girlfriend." You don't want to beat her up!"

"Fart!" Chen Yige spat on the ground in anger, "Even Ling Haoran doesn't dare to say that, what kind of green onion are you? Just because your stinky skin is a little better than us? Maybe it's a bag of chaff and rotten inside." ”

"You ......" The blue-haired Ling Haoran's sword eyebrows twisted into a ball and couldn't help but be angry, "Half a catty duck with four or two mouths - you don't necessarily have any good belly!"

"At least it's not worse than yours!" Chen Yige was like a cockfight, and he would never admit defeat in his tongue.

"Then I'll see if it's any worse!" The blue-haired Ling Haoran suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Chen Yige's collar and lifted him up with lightning speed, "You are struggling." You scream, you shout, you beg for mercy!"

He was so angry.

The tiger is not powerful, you kid is still a sick cat for me!

I didn't want to bully people, but today I'm going to bully you brat!

Chen Yige was lifted high off the ground, his neck was stuck tightly, and he could barely breathe.

Just as he was about to roll his eyes, a crisp cry came: "Stop! What are you doing?"

The blue-haired Ling Haoran looked back and saw that it was Liu Hanyan who came in the quiet and bright moonlight like a cow, and hurriedly lowered his arm and threw Chen Yige aside like a chicken and a puppy.

"It's that this kid's mouth is too cheap and broken, I can't stand it. ”