Chapter 709: Pay for your quilt, ten yuan!

"what are you doing!"
Jiang Chengxi was frightened and angry, "Get off! You...why! You touched my leg!"

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"I borrow your mother's light!" Jiang Chengxi would have kicked Du Mengmeng if he could move his legs. "You shamelessly wipe the oil when the old paper can't move!"
"Boss, don't be so stingy." Du Mengmeng pressed her throat, "Anyway, you have a lot of women sleeping. It doesn't matter if you have one more. You can treat me as the supermodels, stars, and school girls you're looking for. ...Don't suffer, don't suffer."
Jiang Chengxi: "...Where to find your ugly supermodel star schoolgirl!"
The little master is at a disadvantage, okay!
"Boss, please, please, please." Du Mengmeng folded her hands together, "I will pay, I will pay for your quilt, ten yuan! I'll wait for WeChat to transfer you ten yuan red envelope, good luck Great benefit, mutual benefit!"
Jiang Chengxi's life will be cut in half.
"Ten yuan... a catty of duck meat is more than this price!" He couldn't push Du Mengmeng too hard. He had just gotten angrily hurt his chest, and now it hurts terribly when he moves.
"Boss, I don't cover the night. Ten yuan is worth the hour." Du Mengmeng is serious about business. "Well, I will pay you five yuan first. I am generous enough? Don't be afraid of me. Reckless."
Jiang Chengxi was gnashing his teeth: "I'll give you ten yuan, and you will roll me right away! Don't roll back after you roll!"
"Okay," Du Mengmeng immediately reached out and touched Jiang Chengxi's phone, "Here."
"What are you doing?" Jiang Chengxi was stunned.
"Ten yuan," Du Mengmeng gestured, "Aren't you going to give it to me?"
Jiang Chengxi...
Puff-blood splattered on the spot.
At this moment, the outside bodyguard knocked on the door and walked in, "Xi Shao, there is a man who calls himself An Mingchen and wants to see him."
Jiang Chengxi's face paled.
An Mingchen?
What is he doing?
He had heard the name, but he couldn't figure out why he would come.
Could it be that something happened to Cheng Wei?
When Jiang Chengxi thought about it, Du Mengmeng squeezed a voice from his throat: "Don't see him, don't wow the boss... Mengmeng's life is in your hands."
Jiang Chengxi suddenly... understood something.
His face sank: "You provoke it?"
Du Mengmeng bit the small handkerchief: "Hey, hey, there is no Mengmeng, Mengmeng is not, Mengmeng doesn't know anything. Mengmeng's life is in the hands of the owner, and the owner should not ignore Mengmeng."
If you can vomit, Jiang Chengxi has already vomited Du Mengmeng.
He turned blue and gritted his teeth: "Your life is worthless! Also, don't call yourself cute! You are not cute at all!"
When An Mingchen came in, he clearly saw that there were two people on the bed.
The ball shape in the bed was nesting in Jiang Chengxi's lower abdomen, making a charming hum. When I heard...it was doing something indescribable.
"Young Master Xi, are you?" An Mingchen smiled clearly, but his eyes were colder than ice, "I can't see it, I have a good body..."
Jiang Chengxi has never been so aggrieved in his life.
Obviously he was severely disabled, with only half of his life left, and he had to perform cosmetically-like acting skills to pretend that he was in the spring night.
"Shao An, this is the first time to meet." He pressed the woman in the bed with his hand, patted it, frowned and scolded, "Keep it down...I wonder if there are any guests?"