go. "Qing Yan woke up from the shock of [-] million, "Senior, you are really a pickpocket, a hateful capitalist!" "

Ao Lang had question marks all over his head, and then rubbed Qing Yan's head into a chicken coop: "If you talk about it again, I'll shave your head bald while you're asleep."

Qingyan countered: "Okay, let's shave together!"

"I reject!"

Qing Yan hummed: "Actually, you are the senior who loves beauty! Be careful in the future, I will threaten you with shaving your head!"

"Stop flirting, both of you." Bai Ze knocked on the table twice, "I'm going to be busy next time."

Qing Yan hugged his head and fell on the table: "Ah, ah, I don't want to be an accountant anymore! I really don't want to be an accountant anymore! I can predict that I will be so busy next time! We need more accountants!"

"I will help." Ao Lang comforted.

Qing Yan threw herself into Ao Lang's arms with a "sigh".

So why do we have to find things ourselves?Ignoring the self-esteem of the villagers, wouldn't it be enough to arrange the future of the village by yourself?Wouldn't he like a donation of [-] million?What is too boring to bet on!

No fishing or anything!Just give the fish!

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