Chapter 185: Dragon to Heaven (1)

Back at home, mom and dad greeted her immediately when she saw her, and asked with concern: "Niuniu, hasn't Yang Hong embarrassed you?"
"He dares?"
Yang Zi frowned slightly.
"Then how much money does he give you? Are you really going to donate all 30 million?" Grandpa asked anxiously.
Yang Zimei glanced at Grandpa, "I won't ask for a single point. They can donate that money. That is their blessing. If not, it will be a disaster."
When Yang Bai heard it, he was anxious, poking at the crutches and scolding, "It's so stupid. Why is it so stupid not to even have money?"
"Grandpa, in this world, not all money can be obtained, it should not be your money, and it will cause disaster if you ask for it."
"Dad, Niu Niu is right, which of Yang Hong's money is clean? We are not rare." Yang Qing patted her daughter's shoulder and encouraged, "Dad supports you!"
"Thank you, dad. I went into the room to take a shower."
Today is a busy day, coupled with the perverted continually absorbing the evil spirit, making her feel a little tired physically and mentally, just want to be alone as soon as possible.
She entered the room and put the ginseng box she was holding on the table. Thinking of the wooden sign that she saw at Min Yulin, she took out her peach card from the drawer, and carefully looked at the strange one with a magnifying glass I can't understand the pattern, but I don't know what age it came from and what it means.
At this time, the curtain moved slightly--
With a happy heart, she turned to look at her, but saw a red rose swaying on the windowsill, reflecting her expectant smile.
She locked the door, walked over, reached for the rose, raised it under her nose, closed her eyes, and sniffed.
This is the first flower in her life!
Happiness permeates her heart, sweet ...
Long jumped up from the window every day, reached out and hugged her directly from behind, chin against her hair, Shen Shen asked: "Do you like it?"
"Ok."
"I'll send you every day, every day." Long bowed her hair and kissed her day by day.
A soft, permeated from the top of the hair directly to the whole body, breathing tightly, the heart lake is rippling like a tide ...
"Sleep!" Long said to her day by day, an old husband and wife's tone.
After hearing this, Yang Zimei's face turned red again, and he shyly said, "You sleep first, I haven't taken a bath yet."
"Oh, then I'll wait for you!"
Long day by day, she let go of her arm around her waist, took off her shoes, and lazily lay on the bed with her hands on her head.
When Yang Zimei saw that he was wearing a black shirt and jeans, he hesitated and asked, "You don't feel comfortable sleeping while dressed like this?"
"Well, it's really uncomfortable, otherwise, I'm all naked and sleeping?"
Dragon raised his eyebrows day by day, and a smirk smiled at the corner of his lips ...
When he didn't smile, the cold solemnity was like the ancient sword out of the sheath, and when he smiled, it bloomed like a spring flower, reversing sentient beings and bewildering the mind.
Yang Zimei's ears burned red, and she didn't open her face in a hurry, saying a little hurriedly, "I mean, let you wear pajamas."
"Pajamas? Are you ready for me?" Long smiled with joy every day.
"No ... Yes ... this is your own thing, you prepare it yourself." Yang Zi fled, fled into the bathroom in the room, his face flushed, and almost all burned.