Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiaoyu quickly handed over the most valuable thing in the bag, pretending to be eager.
"The Phelps copycat flip phone is waterproof, sun-proof, and drop-proof. The quality is great. Despite its ugly appearance, it's actually more durable than Ai Feng... The last time I was on duty, it fell from the second floor.
I was run over by a truck, but nothing happened. It is still strong to this day. I have always cherished and protected the most important thing..."
Nangong Tou looked at the little woman with an eager face and a pitiful expression who was explaining to him seriously. She just narrowed her eyes slightly and listened without interrupting or saying anything.
The afterglow shone on her face, casting a layer of orange shadow, which reflected her long curly eyelashes like small curtains, covering her bright pupils.
Her mouth is as red as a cherry, small and moist. She opens and closes it as she speaks, with the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, giving her a naughty yet seductive look.
Master Tou looked at her, as if observing a vivid and bright picture, until the fish meowed at him with the eyes of a good cat, and asked like a beggar, can you let me go... He finally
I felt an inexplicable restlessness.
Master Tou never believed in love at first sight, but he believed in a feeling.
From the first time I met Yan Xiaoyu, the strange feeling that arose in my heart gradually gathered into something called interest.
This fish play was performed very well, but unfortunately, there were not many people who could deceive the young master.
"Bring it," Master Tou raised his hand and ordered, "Give it to me."
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and his voice suddenly stopped.
He, he, he actually wanted it...
What's wrong with being introduced to a capitalist? Doesn't this person have a little bit of sympathy? Although this mobile phone only costs a few hundred yuan, she spent a long time frugally before buying it... She has been pitiful for so long
, is this the result you get?
Nangong Tou raised his hand and confiscated her mobile phone and her twenty yuan, and then ordered without turning his face, "Get out of the car."
Uncle, do you have any humanity? You are so rich that you can even blackmail me, a poor peasant!
But he still smiled and opened the car door. He looked very grateful, nodded and bowed, rushed out of the car, and hurried back to the apartment.
Yan Xiaoyu's steps were as fast as flying, as if he had seen a ghost.
After she disappeared into the depths of the alley, Nangong Tou did not move. Instead, he half leaned on his seat, looked at the rear mirror, and whispered: "Come out."