Chapter 431: Change of mindset
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The Mercenary World of Online Games
- Don't want to be a viewer
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- 2021-01-29 03:54:54
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When I saw the two women, Dawei’s eyes lit up. Just a few days have not seen, the two women gave him the feeling of fat... Judging two.
Compared with the images of the two female crepe players before, the two women's eyebrows have a light makeup, beautiful clothes and different temperament, which also makes the vision and feeling more obvious.
Seeing his eyes are a bit fascinating, Song Mei stunned in the middle of the eyes, smiled and said: "Why, don't you know?"
Wang Mei is obviously somewhat useful. There is no meaning from the man's appreciation. There is no meaning in appearance and body.
"I don't know anymore." Dawei slowed down and warned that he is now a rich man. In the future, he will talk about laughing and having beautiful women, and all of them will live in gold. When they see beautiful women, they must learn to be indifferent. "It feels unreal."
Song Mei said: "Is it not used to the look of the game house girl, seeing the goddess not used to it?"
"There are some." Dawei walked ahead and led the way to the two women.
"I used to fight so hard, isn't it this day?" Song beautiful smiled. "I just didn't expect to trigger a superhero mission. With a contract with the Grand Council, it doesn't matter if you don't use anything every month." If the money is credited, what is the meaning of trying to make money?
Dawei nodded, subconsciously looked at his canvas shoes of thirty dollars a pair, and thought that Song Mei said it makes sense. Well, I am now a tens of millions of local tyrants, and then I don’t care about heavy materials, and I don’t want to wear goods that add up to less than 200 pieces.
"Do you not enjoy it, what is the meaning of making money hard?" He smiled and found that his concept of life must be changed, otherwise it would always be a hanging wire.
Song Mei looked at the back of his bow and his eyes, and in the autumn of the drizzle, some sadness was lost. Her inner softness was touched, and in her opinion, it was more like her own achievement, hitting the man in front.
In the moment of soft inner heart, she gave birth to an impulse, and often can't recognize good or bad without harm.
Her silver teeth whispered: "It's just the case. Wei Wei was envious of someone wearing a tens of thousands of famous brands. When she was wearing it, she felt that it was the same thing."
"Haha, although I feel comfortable wearing a stall, but I have to pass through to qualify." Wang Mei smiled.
For a relaxed tone, Song Mei’s eyes are closely staring at Dawei’s back. It is very hurtful to use material to chat, especially a woman to a man. But if not, he can't recognize the reality. I am in the house all day, even if I have formal work, can I have a few dollars?
He sincerely invited him to join the team several times. He used to not be able to make money by playing games. It is not the same.
Listening to her words, Dawei, who was walking in front, looked up and looked at the sky. The cool rain was so cold that it was cold.
Late autumn, fallen leaves, light rain.
The beautiful woman is behind him and walks alone.
In such a poetic season, in such a poetic atmosphere, people's emotions will always be moved by foreign objects, and become a bit sad and embarrassing. However, as a senior man who struggled all night long in the night and endured loneliness, Dawei’s mood was extremely extreme.
Poetry and painting and the gust of the road ahead, with his free and easy character, but life is a dog.
The heroic and free-spirited emotions gave birth, and he slowly paced up.
Temperament is something that is vague and ethereal. When it is very strong, it will make people feel very real. Song Mei, who stared at the back of Dawei, gradually felt that there was a kind of gas field slowly appearing on his body.
His steps began to float, his hands in his pockets behind his back, his head raised, and gradually seemed to pick up an unknown song, the tunes did not seem to be adjusted.
But all this is dazzling and natural on Dawei at this time.
Song beautiful felt it, because there is someone in her eyes. Wang Mei’s feeling is that Dawei has been hit hard, pretending not to care, otherwise why have he kept walking with his head down, maybe he is now being blown by the crying nose, raising his head and making it strong.
Therefore, temperament is a very vague thing.
But she did not despise as always, silently not speaking. Her character is straight and does not mean that she likes to hurt people.
The feeling of freeing nature from the beauty of Song is because Dawei is more vocal about himself, and what is more real than deposits, and more emboldened.
"Where is the trough, do you wear the goods to represent the poor? Brother still likes to smoke the smoke. When no one sees it, spit a spit on the roadside. Earn money to live the life you want, not to learn how others live. Even the live is not real, there is a fart for the money. Brother is the brother, although there is no legend of the brothers on the rivers and lakes, it is because there was a dream to go to the end of the sword, and then there are too many homework."
If you are a person, you can learn from the big brothers. Chen Tuhao and Wu Boss can both sneak out each other, who can say that they are hanging wire? If you care about the eyes of others and live, that is the hanging wire, and those who have the ability are living for themselves.
What's the beauty, Sufi beauty president has money and has a look at the body, can't you admire the local tyrants?
"Forgive me for being a mad dog in this life, hahaha." He was suddenly happy.
Watching his shoulders shaking, Wang Mei
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