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"Yeah, yeah, I’ll help you, and I don’t want you to pay me. If I want you to eat and sleep, I’ll dump you. Where is your nest?"

Jiang Junyue picked his eyebrows. "Nest?" What does the word "he didn’t react" mean?
"Hey, where do you live? I have no place to live. I’ll help you make money. I’ll stay at your place later. "
I’ve lost my body. What’s wrong with her and him?
Eating and drinking Lazarus is the most important thing in life now. If these can’t solve her problem, how can we expect it even if she is alive?
Her words and her decision that if another woman changed, he would directly recognize him as someone else’s money, but it happened that she was silly but also ridiculous. Her lips widened with a slight curvature. He reached out and pinched her nose. "Aren’t you afraid that I will put you on the spot later …"
"Hey, be careful" This is a taxi, and there is a driver in front of it. His eloquence is too bad.
"Ha ha ha ….." He laughed louder and louder, and then put his thin lips on her ear. Only the two of them could hear the sound. "Lan Jingyi, so you know how to write the word’ reserved’?"
Lan Jingyi’s powder fist immediately went back and beat Jiang Junyue’s chest hard, but the result was just tickling. Jiang Junyue was still grinning and smiling. "It’s better than being oxygen-packed. Where do you live?" She yawned and slept in someone else’s bathtub, but she was still sleepy. This is the consequence of not sleeping last night.
After listening to her words, Jiang Junyue smiled and put his arm around her waist. "First put the goods in the stall, make money, invite you to dinner, and then take you to bed."
"Good master goes to Changjiang Road" where there is a small ornament wholesale market. She used to buy goods there when she was in college, and then she sold it on the campus. She is familiar with it and suffers from lack of money.
The car really drove to the Yangtze River Road. When Jiang Junyue followed Lan Jingyi around a small wholesale market like a vegetable market, he twisted his eyebrows and twisted Lan Jingyi’s sight. All the goods didn’t notice his expression.
At first glance, those trinkets are all fakes. They are made of stainless steel and iron. When they are rooted, they don’t have much money. Selling one can earn a few dollars. It’s not as good as selling ten rings in his jewelry store. He yawns too much and gets up too early. In this way, the crowd is crowded and he wants to find a place to sleep.
Lan Jingyi was very excited and enthusiastic to buy some goods. Selling this little thing has the advantage that it doesn’t take up space. It’s easy to hold it. It took more than 1000 pieces of Lan Jingyi to finish the goods. Then he turned around and looked at Jiang Junyue. At this time, he was impatient and yawned with his forehand in his pants pocket. "Hey, hey, I won’t eat for nothing. I’ll make money for you."
It’s usually not easy to ask his woman out.
Usually, the most urgent and eager thing for a woman to ask him out is to have sex with him until the sheets are printed with two people’s affair.
But today, this woman relies on him to earn a little money by doing odd jobs for him and then find a place to eat and sleep.
Jiang Junyue looked at the woman’s lip angle falling from an alien planet and smiled again. Well, it’s a little fresh. He will be interesting to see how she sells her trinkets.
So the night market Lan Jingyi became the boss and Jiang Junyue became the minion.
"Hey, exchange your one for this one. Which one you are wearing will sell well." Lan Jingyi threw herself off his hand. The platinum ring, which is not big but absolutely thick and extremely pure, was put into her pocket as waste, and then she put a tail ring with iron roots on it. "Come on, come on, value-for-money sale, men’s and women’s hearts will move with me for ten dollars and fifteen dollars …"
Lan Jingyi shouted that she hadn’t sold anything for a long time, and the feeling of making money by herself came out of her bones again. She liked this feeling of self-reliance.
"Show me." A woman was tempted by her shouting and selling, but she rushed to catch Jiang Junyue’s hand instead of Lan Jingyi’s. "It’s beautiful. I want a pair of men’s and women’s money, just according to the size of this gentleman." The woman caught Jiang Junyue’s slender and white skinny hand and refused to let go
Selling an earring to another woman, Lan Jingyi finally caught sight of Jiang Junyue’s impatient face from the corner of his eye. He waved his little hand for help. He grasped Jiang Junyue’s wrist and pulled it, which saved him from danger. Then he untied the cheap ring from his finger and handed it to the woman. "Well, I’ll help you pack it if you see no problem." What’s the matter with pandering?
Late at night
It took more than two hours in the night market to see fewer and fewer people, leaving those sellers staring at each other with small eyes. Lan Jingyi counted the money in his pocket and then excitedly said to Jiang Junyue while cleaning up the stall, "Hey, guess how much you earned?"
Does that count? He has been here all the time, and when she sells one, she happily calls it "a little over a hundred" if he wants to ignore it.
"Hey, hey, you’re amazing. You must have sold more than thirty at a guess. Please help me carry my back and treat you to a casserole, Daoxiao Noodles." Hungry, hungry, chest and back, her eyes are full of food now, as if a steaming casserole had been placed in front of her.
Chapter 3 He is a minion.
"Hey, hey, you’re amazing. You must have sold more than thirty at a guess. Please help me carry my back and treat you to a casserole, Daoxiao Noodles." Hungry, hungry, chest and back, her eyes are full of food now, as if a steaming casserole had been placed in front of her.
Shoulder sank and watched Lan Jingyi not treat him like an outsider, bossing Jiang Junyue coldly, "Lan Jingyi hired you or you hired me to carry it", saying that it was necessary to put the small decorative bag on her shoulder.
"Hey, you are a man, just help me carry it tonight. I will do it myself if you don’t come." She smiled and finally found her own value. She can make money. She is no longer the canary in Liu Wentao’s hidden building, but it is not safe to spread this thing. One day, every morning, she has to find a job. That is the long-term solution.
She said, "You are a man", so it is better for Jiang Jun to change the bag from carrying it, or it is a pity that he has to wear this 10,000-piece outfit all day.
Lan Jingyi’s eyes quickly took aim at a makeshift stall in a casserole stall on the street. There were small tables and chairs on the sidewalk. After dinner, there were not many people, but many Lan Jingyi walked to the stall and looked at the ingredients. He brightened himself up and turned to Jiang Junyue. "Hey, you’re welcome." Anyway, it was his money. He didn’t eat it, but he was stupid.
"How about this …?" Although he has been to places like turmoil since childhood, he has never eaten anything like this outdoor stall. Tonight, he has seen everything with Lan Jingyi as a minion. He has been wearing super ink all the time, otherwise he will be caught eating stalls by the road, and his face will be lost.
"Well this also won’t? Idiot … "Lan Jingyi killed his forehead." It’s very simple to base three samples for seven dollars and then add one dollar for the same. "
"Oh," Jiang Junyue glanced at her, but she didn’t order that three samples were not much. He ordered seven kinds in one breath. Then he sat down with her at the small table. The table was too short and his legs were too long. Sitting on that small stool was a living hell before he wanted to speak. Lan Jingyi got up again, picked up a plate, brought a plate of parsley and put it on the small table. "Well, this is for a while. If you eat more, it’s not enough, we’ll serve it."
Jiang Junyue didn’t speak, but touched a cigarette and lit it. He took a drag and said slowly, "Did Lan Jingyi’s husband abuse you before?" The casserole you eat is also very careful, and you don’t even send things.
"Don’t feed him. Can I divorce him?" Lan Jingyi’s original cheerful facial expression Jiang Junyue got dark when he got up Liu Wentao. I didn’t wonder how Jiang Junyue knew that Liu Wentao and she were so famous that day. It’s hard for him not to know.
"Really divorced?" Jiang Junyue picked his eyebrows, and Zhang Jun’s face was shaded by smoke. It was only about two centimeters away from her face that she stopped. The male breath was mixed with the smell of tobacco. Lan Jingyi snorted. She gently nodded, "Don’t talk to me later, or I’ll be anxious with you." It was a nightmare, even if she didn’t worry about eating, wearing and sleeping, but she was not happy for a day, and the marriage also affected her to find a job. Her classmates have been working together for so long, but she neglected her studies in college and almost forgot that thing.
Just in time, the hot steam came before two people. He expected more and she expected less. She ate her head sullenly and didn’t look up. She didn’t open her eyes to deal with her hand, but the slightly drooping face revealed that she had eaten half of her heart. She whispered, "I’m sorry that night." In the end, it was also her who benefited him that night. She thought she should compensate him for it.
The reason why she ran out with him instead of staying in Luojiang was that she wanted to say this to him.
That night, she finally got a divorce, but she missed her first time because of it, but she didn’t even have a reason to blame the man opposite. She was free again. She said that she was not happy or sad, but she had to live and face one difficulty after another.
"What night?" Jiang Junyue put a chopsticks surface which pot doesn’t open which pot doesn’t know and said
"I can get a divorce. Thank you."
Sure enough, she admitted that, as his hand found out, it was because of the divorce that she created the "amorous feelings" that night. She admitted it, otherwise he really wanted to "repay" her, but she didn’t expect that she would get and lose that night. He smiled again, "Thanks and apologies. Lan Jingyi, be honest." The market price is always quite high, a little bit feminine, to say nothing, but this woman didn’t want money and didn’t want her to make him sit up and take notice again.
"Well, how about I cook and do laundry for you for a month?" She’s going to be his mother. Is that enough sincerity?
Jiang Junyue really wants to stretch out his hand and touch her head if she has a fever. She has made him more and more eye-opening. He swished a chopstick noodle in his mouth. He readily said, "Let’s start tonight." I really don’t want him to have a small apartment of his own near here for a long time.
Lan Jingyi didn’t have a hole to pay back debts and debts. After paying off, he could hold his head high wherever he went. After eating the casserole, he looked up. Jiang Junyue didn’t move much inside the casserole. "Hey, why are you eating so slowly?" She is tired and has to go to the job market early in the morning to find a job. She has to go back early and have a rest.
"Where’s the slowness? I’m finished eating." Jiang Junyue got up. He was a neat freak. Although Daoxiao Noodles was delicious, he lost his appetite at the thought of the cauldron next to him that looked greasy with clear soup.
"Real waves" Lan Jingyi reached out and sat down by Jiang Junyue. "Are you sure you don’t want to eat?"
桑拿  title=Listening to her confused voice, he whispered, "Yeah, let’s go."
"Then I’ll eat. Stop the waves." She moved past his casserole. She was really rude. Three by five divided by two solved his casserole, which made him completely dumbfounded rather than forgetting to stop her from eating his leftovers. When she finished eating, he realized that she had just eaten him like this. Is it understandable that she was not interested in eating his saliva?
Lan Jingyi seems to have read it in his eyes in hindsight, and then thought of what he paid, grabbed him and ran away. "Come on, take me to your nest. I’m sleepy."
When the night got dark, the darkness made Lan Jingyi feel a little more self-conscious. Jiang Junyue still walked slowly with his hands in his pants pockets at night, and there was a quiet atmosphere in his heart. He suddenly found that he didn’t seem to have such a woman crossing the road for a long time.
Jiang Junyue, a community not far from the night market, led her to the door of the community and stopped. Because the community is closed and can’t get in without a key card, he went around to the security room. "Please help me open a door."