"First, sir, can you stop laughing? I can really pay for that shirt!" Mo Weiliang's face was filled with anger, for this stranger who appeared in her house inexplicably...

She has no favoritism at all!

After hearing her slightly angry words, Bei Weiyi then curled up the smile on her face and approached her mysteriously, "Little girl, what are you paying for? Should you take the money or... people?" The ending sound was extended meaningfully.

"You're enough!" Mo Weiliang tightly frowned his beautiful eyebrows, his black pupils filled with annoyance, and pushed him away vigorously, "I just accidentally knocked over the milk in the coffee shop in the afternoon and sprinkled it on your white shirt that was a little more noble than ordinary people! At worst, I'll pay you money!"

Now she is like a furious little beast, and she is not angry.

Mo Weiliang grabbed his wallet casually and said angrily: "How much does your torn shirt cost!"

Beishi Yiping restored the corners of his mouth, his face was a little gloomy, and the golden bangs on his forehead covered his beautiful green pool eyes, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

"One million."

The cold and dark sound filled this small house, making the originally stuffy summer cold for a while.

Mo Weiliang was stunned while standing there, his beautiful facial features were dull and dull, and he murmured in disbelief, repeating the words of the evil and handsome man in front of him, "One, one million! Are you sure!? Are you sure that your torn shirt is worth one million?"

Bei Weiyi smiled jokingly and curled his lips, "I'm not sure..."

Mo Weiliang stared at him angrily, breathed a sigh of relief, scaring her to death... But what he said next made Mo Weiliang suddenly feel angry about wanting to kill someone!

"That shirt seems to be one million or ten million, anyway, it's higher than one million!" Bei Yiyi raised his face and said in thought.

Mo Weiliang bit his lower lip, and the shadow of the bangs on his forehead was above the bridge of her nose, covering the angry eyes that wanted to kill.

Then, Youran put down the wallet in his hand and smiled Yanran, "Sir, I'm sorry, I don't have money to pay you. Look at what valuable things are in this house, just move them away. That's it. Please remember to bring them to me after you move them."

Then, Mo Weiliang walked to the edge of the bed and sat down as if she was relaxed. The soft and comfortable bed immediately fell into a curve around her buttocks. She pretended to be relaxed, but in fact she was so nervous that she was afraid that he would really move something away, especially this super elastic bed...

Moved away, where did she sleep tonight...

Bei Weiyi's lips raised a playful smile, "Can I really move me away, something that I think is valuable?"

"Stop talking nonsense, move it away for me if you think it is valuable!" Mo Weiliang wrapped his hands around his chest and turned his gaze away from his eyes.

Bei Weiyi smiled slightly and slowly took slender steps to the bedside.

Mo Weiliang stared at his feet and slowly headed towards her. Oh my God, you didn't want to play with me like this, she really wanted to cry without tears now.

She thought he couldn't see it, but it turned out that he also realized that her bed had just been bought. The most valuable thing in the whole room was this bed.

Don't move the bed, don't move the bed...

Mo Weiliang was silently chanting in his heart, his expression filled with panic. Every time he saw him take a step towards her, her heart would be slapped.

"I think..." Beishiyi's nice magnetic sound came again, and the voice was a little deep, "The most valuable thing is..."
Chapter completed!