I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

　　 "Okay, I'll go down to deal with the mess you had to drink tonight, and by the way, I will sort out the bills for them."

　　 Aunt Lin patted Jiang Lin's shoulder, who was still sitting on the stool thinking, then winked at Wudie and then quietly left, and by the way, the sound insulation effect of the "isolation and detection array" was strengthened.

　　 "Young Master Jiang?"

　　 Watching Jiang Lin keep touching his chin and thinking, Wudie yelled softly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a little thoughtful..." Jiang Lin recovered, stood up and bowed his hands, "I disturbed the butterfly girl today. I heard that the butterfly girl likes music and dance. I will send a record crystal next day. There is a complete set of "The Pure Land of Bliss"."

　　 After all, Jiang Lin is not good at staying in someone's room, so he has to go to the bed and pull up the curtain to pick up Niannian and leave.

　　 But before Jiang Lin could take a step, Wudie's slender hand grabbed Jiang Lin's clothing corner.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Jianglin turned his head and found Wudie's head lowered, her face flushed as if she was drunk.

　　 Why is the butterfly girl's face so red?

　　 Could it be that she...

　　 Have a fever?

　　 "Young Master Jiang, this time because of Young Master Jiang, the spirit stone in Wudie's hand has been turned over a hundred times. I want to thank Young Master Jiang..."

　　 "......"

　　 Jiang Lin's brows twitched.

　　 Fuck! This dancing butterfly has forgotten without mentioning herself.

　　 She put all her wealth on her body, and that Mrs. Chen's odds dropped by 20 points...

　　 It’s just a complaint. People also believe in themselves, earning money by their own ability, and remembering that someone would actually crush him, Jiang Lin is still a little happy to think about it.

　　 "Die Die girl doesn't have to thank me for anything, it is Die Di girl who believes that she is going to get the money."

　　 Jiang Lin pulled his clothes and wanted to pull it back, but the girl just held on tightly, and Jiang Lin was a little dazed for a while...

　　 Could it be that she...

　　 I want to be a fairy, I can’t do it?

　　 Not right, you are a rich woman now, there is no need for the fairy to jump to me, right?

　　 But when I thought of being a virtuous auntie Lin with myself...

　　 seems to be really possible...

　　 "Mr. Jiang."

　　 "Yeah! Here!"

　　 The girl’s soft shout made Jiang Linhu’s body shake, with cold sweat on his forehead, looking around the room, for fear that four or five big men would jump out in the next moment.

　　 "Die Wu has the honor to hear about the song "Looking Down and Thinking of Hometown" by Jiang Gongzi last year. Can Jiang Gongzi make a poem for Wudie...for Wudie?"

　　 "Oh, chanting poems, why is this difficult? I like to chant a good poem."

　　 Jianglin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looked directly at the dancing butterfly, smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, like (crossed out) a flower picking thief.

　　 "But...Dancing Girl, I want to be paid..."

Seeing Jiang Linxiemei’s smile, Wudie’s heartbeat speeded up for a while, her slender hands tightly pinched the skirt, and her blushing face lowered and whispered, “As long as it's what Master Jiang wants, Wudie can do it. ....."

　　 "That's easy to say." Jiang Lin suddenly laughed into a two ha, "10 low-grade spirit stones, buy ten get one free, just don't know what type of poem the butterfly dancer likes?"

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Wudie didn't react for a while, raised her head and looked at Jiang Lin blankly.

"Is it because Die Dance is too expensive?" Jiang Lin thought for a while, "Well, for the beauty of Die Dance, you can give her a 20% discount. This can't be less. Ah."

Looking at the idiot in front of him, Wudie took a deep breath, pressing on the impulse to give him "the spring breeze has no trace", and took out a middle-grade spirit stone and put it in Jiang Lin's arms: "A song Just fine, Wudie wants to listen to love poems."

　　 "Love poems? It's easy to say..."

　　 "Say to me!"

　　 "No problem!"

　　 "Be emotional!"

　　 "Don't worry, the customer is God, and Miss Wudie is satisfied!"

　　 Although I don’t know why Wudie suddenly asked so much, but after all, I heard that Dadie loves the **** novels written by novelists and the lingering verses of poets.

　　 So the butterfly girl may want to find that kind of gifted and beautiful feeling in herself.

　　 There is no way, who can make himself both chanting poems and looking handsome.

　　 Jiang Lin touched his chin for a moment, adjusted his emotions, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes again, Jiang Lin looked affectionately at Wudie's eyes.

　　 It's okay if I don't look at it. When I look at it, Wudie feels like she's going to be dehydrated... The deer in her heart is constantly bumping.

　　 "A foot of crimson beats Quchen, and the old is inherently inferior to the new."

　　 Jianglin raised his eyebrows at Wudie Zhonger, and continued chanting.

　　 "Hehuan peach kernels are finally hateful, there is no one in Xu Yuanlai."

　　 blinked and checked again, and continued:

　　 "Lighting a lamp at the bottom of the well, Shen Zhuyi, Gonglang Changxing Mo Go."

　　 In the last sentence, Jiang Lin seemed to think of his first girlfriend, Megumi Kato, and his tone rose suddenly:

　　 "Linglong Dice An Red Bean, Acacia in the bone... knowing I don't know..."

　　 "Young Master Jiang..."

　　 "Dancing Butterfly Girl..."

　　 "What a ‘exquisite dice an red bean’, ‘I know I don’t know when I’m in the bones’..."

　　 As soon as Jiang Lin finished reading, he heard applause and female voices from the window...

　　 Turning his head to look around, Jiang Lin was taken aback for a moment: "Miss Chen?"

　　 Looking at the girl wearing simple and elegant light lotus palace clothes, with long hair lightly, painted with a touch of rouge~www.novelmt.com~Jiang Lin didn't recognize it for a while.

　　 "It's okay, don't care about me, will you continue?"

　　 Chen married a sweet smile, but the flow of fist all over her body had already made her betray her mood. Especially the system's "notorious value from the protagonist Chen Jia: +40+50+60+40..." kept increasing, making Jiang Lin a little panicked.

　　 But it's wrong, I chanted poems to Wudie, why did Chen marry angry? And at night, why did she come to the Butterfly Girl’s room by the window?

　　 I recalled that Chen Jia had always declared that she was a male body and that Wudie wanted to listen to her own love poems.

　　 Is it...

　　Jianglin suddenly woke up: "It turns out that Dancing Girl and Girl Chen both like lilies!"

　　 "When did you come, Miss Chen?"

　　 "When? When you watch Wudie recite poems!"

　　 "Miss Chen! You misunderstood. Actually, I and Lady Die are nothing..." Jiang Lin continued to explain, looking at Die Dancing on the side, "Is that right, Miss Die?"

　　 "Huh? Huh..."

　　 I saw the dancing butterfly lowered her head, her face flushed, and Nuo nodded...

　　 "Jiang Lin! You flower picker! Do you really want to set foot on the adult ladder?! Hooligan! Pervert! Beasts! Lust! Devil! Jiang Lin!"

　　 jumped out of the window to enter the room, Chen Jia cursed every time she stepped closer.

　　 Looking at the dancing butterfly beside Jiang Lin, she can't see her toes when she lowers her head.

　　Chen married again and straightened up, looked down at her, and suddenly saw the whole little feet without hindrance...

　　 "Jiang Lin! You die for me!"

　　 Chen's idea of ​​marrying well, his fist reached its peak in an instant, and he hit Jiang Lin's chest with a punch...