The topic of Feng Yin on the Internet continues to ferment, and Feng Yin has exchanged a large proportion of money after extending his life for a month.

This time, the live broadcast of the water ghost fishing for the corpse, and the arrival of various hot searches, made Feng Yin directly exchange 3.78 million yuan in money.

Looking at the series of numbers and the beauty of seven figures, another wind chanted on the sofa and admired it for a while.

"Make money fast, pay back faster."

With the touch of a finger, the six-digit password beeps beep, and with a bang, the money is gone.

In the bank account, there are only four digits left, including two decimal places.

"Fortunately, my dog owner is still there, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to return it so clean."

As soon as he was talking about the dog master, the dog master's phone rang.

Wind Yin picks up Ala's phone and connects to Ala's room.

"Hey—"

"I've sent a call to Allah."

After Feng Yin was connected, he didn't even look at Cheng Yanqiu over there.

Cheng Yanqiu coughed twice, but Feng Yin still didn't look.

Cheng Yanqiu was not embarrassed, and said directly: "I heard that you are going to play chess?" ”

"As a resident crew filming, you are a little idle and know a little bit more."

"Thank you for the compliment, I got into the play quickly and didn't need extra time."

The corners of Feng Yin's mouth twitched, she didn't expect Cheng Yanqiu to be a person with a similar face to her, did she praise him just now?

"Your brain circuit will be a lot happier, keep it up."

Cheng Yanqiu did not get angry because of Feng Yin's words, but had a feeling of meeting an opponent in chess, and he said: "I do have a lot of advantages. ”

Out of sight of the phone, Wind Murmur smiled.

"Dangdang Dang"

"Allah, open the door?"

"Woo Woo ——-"

Allah's cry was heard, obviously with a slight tone.

"What's wrong with you?"

As Cheng Yanqiu, who has to chat with Allah every day, he still has a certain understanding of Allah's dog language.

"You translate it for me, what is Allah talking about, I always think it scolds quite dirty."

Feng Yin was not cautious about the dog master at all, and Cheng Yanqiu was not really angry.

"I think disgust is the majority, and swear words are just incidental."

Feng Yin did not answer, but knocked on the door again.

"Allah, your family Cheng Yanqiu is looking for you, are you sure you don't-"

With a snap, the door opened from the inside.

Allah lowered his front paws and pounced on the phone in his hand at the wind.

"Stand up and I'll give it to you."

Feng Yin held up the phone and didn't give it to Allah, and Cheng Yanqiu on the phone watched the interaction of one person and one dog with great interest.

He didn't have any problem with the way Wind Yin and Allah got along, and he even preferred it.

Because only in this way will Allah not be lonely, and Wind Yin is not simply taking care of Allah, there is communication between the two.

"Wang!"

"What's the use of calling, you can't beat me, don't believe you?"

The wind groaned steadily, looking at Allah defiantly.

"Wang—"

Allah screamed a little aggrieved, but he still stood up.

Feng Yin's smug smile was not concealed at all, and he patted Ala's head with one hand and said, "Good, tell me, do I sing well?" ”

Allah raised his head, and there was unconcealed disgust in his eyes.

Feng Yin held up the phone and didn't put it down, full of threats.

"You just say, does it sound good?"

Allah seemed to sigh, and the dog's head tapped up and down.

"Hahahaha, I knew it! Here you go. ”

Allah finally got the phone, and it was an output to the phone.

(End of chapter)