Would You Like Even the Devil

"You'd better go sleep with the other me, I'm fine."

Futaba just responded flatly, and didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all because of Feng Yiye's flirtatiousness.

Feng Yiye also felt that the girl should have really figured it out, as long as she got rid of Futaba at home, the matter would be over.

He didn't say anything more at the moment, and left Futaba's house with his hands in his pockets, looking lazy.

By the time he got back to his home, it was almost noon.

He didn't go back directly, but walked to the supermarket on the side.

The ingredients at home must have been eaten yesterday, and he had to buy some food to go back.

I didn't eat any serious food all day yesterday, and I had instant noodles for breakfast today, Feng Yiye didn't want to go back and continue eating instant noodles with another Futaba.

I came to the supermarket to do some shopping, and when it was time to check out, Feng Yiye took out the little cash left on her body, intending to use it up before she forgot that she still had cash on her body.

But something unexpected happened.

After seeing the cash handed over by Feng Yiye, the cashier was slightly taken aback, then shook his head with a smile: "Sir, I only need to charge you 180 yuan."

As he said that, the cashier took away a piece of cash with a denomination of [-] yuan from one of his hands.

Feng Yiye tilted his head, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He took out a total of two hundred yuan, and the cashier just took one away;

then……

I found him 820 yuan!

Seeing this, Feng Yiye's expression moved slightly, and he silently took back the one hundred yuan note left in his hand, and did not go to pick up the money the other party asked for for the time being.

He calmly picked up the chewing gum at the cash register and asked, "How much is this?"

"Sir, this is only ten yuan."

"Plus this."

"Ok."

Under Feng Yiye's silent gaze, the cashier took ten yuan out of the 820 yuan.

This time Feng Yiye didn't say anything, just took the rest of the money and walked out of the supermarket.

Afterwards, he went to another canteen he often visited, and took out a one-hundred-dollar note from the eight hundred yuan and handed it to the boss.

"Boss Lei, can you change some change for me?"

The middle-aged bald man guarding the canteen smiled when he heard the words: "It's Yiye, of course it's no problem, how much do you want to change?"

"Fifty or twenty will do."

"Good."

After a while, Feng Yiye left the canteen, looked at the 1000 yuan change in his hand, and fell into deep thought...

After being silent for a while, he looked at the money in his hand and was speechless for a while.

He originally wanted to spend the two hundred yuan in cash on him;

But now, it has become more than 1000...

He gave the cashier 800, and got back more than [-] for Guoguo. When he didn't take over, the value of the money he bought for chewing gum seemed to be normal.

But when the more than 800 yuan arrived in his hands, the value changed immediately;

The current situation is that no matter how much money it is, as long as it passes through your own hands, the money will inexplicably become ten times its original value in the eyes of others.

And since the owners of other supermarkets and canteens can accept it, it is obvious that the money is value-added out of thin air, and in their subjective consciousness, they have not suffered a loss, and it is an exchange of equivalent value.

In other words, now he has become a humanoid money printing machine?

Never run out of money?

The boy looked at the cash in his hand and silently put it into his wallet.

Anyway, the world is completely messed up, and he doesn't bother to worry about it anymore;

At least, this time is one of the rare good things in this messy world...

Chapter 220 Let me rub your legs for you

Carrying big and small bags, Feng Yiye returned home.

Futaba was sitting on the sofa with her pillow in her arms and watching TV, seeing the huge pile of shopping bags that Feng Yiye was carrying, the girl narrowed her eyes slightly;

"Why do you buy so many ingredients?"

"I am rich and want to squander a little."

Feng Yiye replied in a flat tone.

The girl blinked her eyes, but didn't understand the real hidden message in Feng Yiye's words.

"Have you found the money?"

"……You know this as well."

Feng Yiye tilted his head, and replied meaningfully, but Futaba curled his lips lightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Putting a lot of food into the kitchen, Feng Yiye walked into the bathroom without saying a word.

Soon, Futaba heard the sound of running water from the bathtub in the bathroom.

"Your cleanliness is too serious, isn't it?" Futaba couldn't help complaining.

During the few days she lived in Feng Yiye's house, she really found out;

No matter what time this boy is, even in broad daylight, as long as he stays outside for more than three hours, the first thing he does when he gets home is to take a shower.

"Maybe I'm a little obsessive-compulsive, but the main reason is that taking a bath is really comfortable for tired people."

When Feng Yiye's lazy voice came, Futaba couldn't help chuckling.

This guy screams tired all day long.

"You are obviously too eager to enjoy the feeling of relaxation."

"Hi~ hi, it will be more enjoyable if you wash with Futaba together."

"I will tell Senior Mai exactly what I said."

Futaba countered calmly, but she underestimated this person's face.

"In this way, Mai will only rush to reward me."

"Is stepping on your feet and pinching your face a reward? You pervert."

The girl said this speechlessly, while Feng Yiye in the bathroom was unmoved:

"—Obviously it's honing love."

Futaba: "..."

She understood that she couldn't argue with this guy on this kind of matter, otherwise she would definitely be defeated by his brazen tactics.

Not long after, Feng Yiye finished the bath, put on clean clothes and came out.

He took out his mobile phone and other items from the pocket of his changed clothes. When he saw him take out the more than 1000 yuan in cash, Futaba couldn't help being speechless for a while.

"... Yiye, if you pick up more than 1 yuan, the police will definitely file a case."

Futaba looked at him suspiciously and said.

Maple Leaf: "..."

"This is my own money." Feng Yiye explained calmly.

But having said that, Futaba obviously doesn't believe it;

Nowadays, who would run all over the street with more than 1 cash in their pockets?

Seeing her like this, Feng Yiye didn't know how to explain it well, so he just pretended he didn't see it.

He turned on the phone and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"Here."

"what is this?"

"Slept with another you all night, and recorded a sound by the way."

Futaba: "...??"

The girl looked hesitant and disgusted.

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no panting from you."

"Go to hell, pervert."

Futaba naturally didn't believe that the other self would really have something to do with Yiye, she turned on the recording, and what she heard was the conversation between the two in the living room before going to bed last night.

This was recorded by Feng Yiye conveniently, in order to let Futaba in front of him know the cause and effect.

Of course, there are also reasons why he is too lazy to say those words a second time...

The girl fell silent, quietly listening to the recording on the phone;

Although on the surface she always seemed calm, how could her real emotions be hidden from Feng Yiye's eyes?

He quietly watched the girl's emotions begin to alternate, and eventually became extremely complicated.

She also remained silent until she finished listening to the entire recording.

"Isn't that nice?"

In the end, she murmured softly like this, her eyes under the glasses were a little red.

Feng Yiye looked at her calmly:

"Jealous?"

"……No."