Only getting rich + episode

A little bit of stars are exposed, but they are not as bright as the light in He Jieyou's eyes.For a moment, He Jieyou felt that she was terrible, why she couldn't respond to Ji Mingran in the best state, she glanced around her room from the corner of her eye, and deliberately brought the topic to the game.

"If An Ruo were the eyes of the dungeon, what would you do?" In the past, He Jieyou always asked questions, but never replied to Ji Mingran.This is what she should have insisted on as the person in charge of the event.But now, she suddenly felt that if Ji Mingran asked, she might be a little selfish.

"If An Ruo really left normally, then I won't have such a big reaction when I choose a Chinese class." Ji Mingran leaned his upper body slightly, leaning on He Jieyou's shoulder, and smiled softly: "Axiu's schoolbag is always Something is wrong, I guess, maybe An Ruo never left Zhaojiawa at all."

Ji Mingran gently bumped He Jieyou's shoulder, "In fact, the trend of several dungeons is obvious. The original [Elf World] was aimed at ecology and environmental protection, [Mulberry Silkworm World] was forbidden to kill indiscriminately, and [Red Dungeon] Is it supporting education in a mountainous area? Charity is not a matter of piling up money and everything will be fine. It is like an item, which is meaningless. But because it has traces of a certain person on it, it is precious to another person." Ji Mingran took He Jieyou's hand over, "Good charity comes from the heart, and meaningless charity is just a low-return investment. This level of dungeon creativity can be easily cleared with a little brain."

He Jieyou turned sideways and listened to her quietly.

"I want to see your work, not to force you to become the high-ranking cuckoo you used to be. I just want to be healthy, don't pretend when you want to laugh, don't hold back when you want to cry, I want to see you regain confidence and hope .” Ji Mingran’s voice was hoarse, but extremely gentle.

When she got serious, she was always gentle, "Even if you don't have me one day, you will be completely happy."

He Jieyou looked at Ji Mingran, from this angle, even the fluff on her cheeks could be clearly seen.I don't know if it's an illusion, He Jieyou felt that Ji Mingran seemed to be sad, but she still didn't interrupt her.She was a little distracted, and her memory seemed to return to a certain afternoon many years ago, when the four of them ate hot pot happily.

The smell of the hot pot is very strong, Lu Rou felt disgusted, and brought her food; her stepfather and mother brought out a small dish of dipping sauce from the kitchen, and said: "Xiao Rou only needs vinegar, not spicy, Xiao You Don’t like sesame sauce, don’t get confused.”

They are a family with no blood relationship, but they are happy without any cracks.

Ji Mingran's hand waved in front of her face, He Jieyou's smile was still on her face, her eyes were slightly misty, when she raised her eyes, Ji Mingran gently pecked her lips.

"Ah! Did I cry?" Ji Mingran's brows stretched, eyes full of smiles.At this time, she suddenly realized—it seemed that most of the kisses were initiated by He Jieyou.Ji Mingran was surprised for a moment, and then she tightly grasped He Jieyou who was about to slip away, "Don't leave."

"Then why do you allow me to do it?" With a flat tone, He Jieyou picked up the water and tapped Ji Mingran's knuckles with the bottom of the cup, signaling her to let go.

Ji Mingran choked for a long time, and actually interpreted a kind of... resentment from He Jieyou's tone?She smirked and shook her head, how is it possible?Boss, how could she imply that kind of thing.Ji Mingran tiptoed to the door of He Jieyou's room, and was about to eavesdrop when the door was suddenly opened.

"Ah, the stars are so beautiful, are you sure you don't want to look at them?" Ji Mingran put his hands on the back of his head, pretending to point to the sky.

He Jieyou narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled the door as far as it could go, and then returned to the desk without looking back.

The first draft of the plan is about to take shape, and He Jieyou is immersed in finishing it.She always felt that things on the Internet would not end so easily, so she wanted to finish the plan ahead of time and get rid of this "position".Although all domestic news pictures have been cleaned up, the relationship between her and Ji Mingran has always been fraught, and she is a little uneasy.

She was in a trance when she suddenly saw a glass of warm white tea slipping over from the corner of the table, and someone's fingers retracted slightly without making any sound.She took a token sip.After a while, another glass of coconut milk was moved to the corner of the table, and she glanced into it.After 10 minutes, after typing the last word, another glass of water was brought over, and the mint leaves soaked in it were green and lovely.

He Jieyou raised his eyes, and Ji Mingran squatted pitifully in front of her with his hair draped over his nightgown.

"Do I look like a barrel?" He Jieyou asked.

Ji Mingran held his chin: "Your, and mine."

She glanced at the back of the computer, "Did you save it?"

He Jieyou moved quickly, "Yes."

Ji Mingran stood up and pulled the hem of the skirt, raised her left foot, and sat directly on He Jieyou's waist, "I have a request." She glanced at He Jieyou's meticulous suit and said, "I see Put on your suit, give it to me, okay?"

He Jieyou: "Huh?"

Ji Mingran didn't wait for her refusal, his fingers could not wait to reach He Jieyou's neckline, and the three buttons jumped correspondingly, revealing the skin that was tightly covered by the master.

He Jieyou raised his eyelids and said in a dull tone, "I suspect you have a fever."

"Don't doubt." Ji Mingran leaned over and licked He Jieyou's lips, "I'm here to light this pot of gasoline for you."