Chapter 4: Ye Sanshao's one hundred yuan selling money

Overnight chaos, ambiguous passion.
Cheng Anya woke up in the morning, sore all over, and cursed Ye Chen fiercely thousands of times in his heart.
Ah, this man is a beast, beast!
She was pinched by him with countless blue and purple marks, pinch marks, and kiss marks. Cheng Anya deliberately ignored the marks he grabbed on Ye Chen's back and greeted his eighteen generations.
His tiny body was locked in his arms, and Cheng Anya got rid of the strength of the nine cows and two tigers before drilling out. It was dawn, and she hurriedly put on her clothes, pulling the pain to the lower body. Cheng Anya did not Lest cursed Ye Chen a few more times, and finally put on his clothes, Cheng Anya touched his pocket, only a hundred dollars.
(⊙o⊙)...
It’s enough to buy 10 million yuan for one hundred dollars.
Regardless of him, he was the one who ate dry and wiped clean, and it was her who suffered the loss, not enough for him to pay in advance.
For a hundred dollars, she was very distressed, and she paid for the pain, and she got water in her head.
In Cheng Anya's calculations, Ye Sanshao does not have 100 yuan, which is really cheap enough. It is estimated that Ye Sanshao knows to vomit blood, o(╯□╰)o.
Thinking about it this way, Cheng Anya felt at ease to put the money on the table and kindly ripped a piece of white paper and wrote a few words, Beast of the Girl, this is your selling money, goodbye! !
Cheng Anya sneaked out of the room, escaped and slipped away!
Go home and look for Lin Li to settle the account, dare to give her medicine, don't want to live, right?
Lest he really asked her for 10 million, and she sold 100 of them without the price.
Ye Sanshao woke up, the sky was white and bright, he comfortably held the pillow in his arms, paused, felt wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes, the room was left alone, his eyes slightly squinted, enchanting facial features Dangerous colors in an instant, look lazy and deadly in the morning light.
Damn girl.
Did she run away for her?
Run away, no one has escaped the palm of his hand, Ye Chen, this bad girl, the taste is not bad.
He is a little bit moved, and Ye Sanshao is now a typical medulla.
With a glance at the hundred dollars on the table, the pink color was dazzling, and a bad hunch came into being. Ye Chen's eyes twitched fiercely, preferably not as he thought.
Obviously, he underestimated Cheng Anya's demon nature.
When he saw the line of Juanxiu words on the white paper, Ye Chen's eyes sank, and his whole body exuded a hail of murderous air.
Beast?
One hundred dollars?
Selling money?
good very good!
Pulling the paper with one hand and crumpling it, Ye Sanshao smiled distortedly.