Crazy days with beautiful sister

As soon as the host finished speaking, someone below the stage followed the price, "150 million,"

Before the words fell, someone followed up directly, "180 million" and directly dumped 30 from this person.

"200 million,"

"260 million,"

"320 million,"

"380 million,"

"400 million,"

The price tag is still soaring all the way.

Liu Feifei looked at Xiaomo, "I haven't made a move yet,"

"What's the rush?" Xiaomo said with a smile.

"These people really don't treat money like money," Liu Feifei said angrily, "I'm asking the price,"

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and patted Liu Feifei's thigh, "Don't worry," after the pat, Xiao Mo felt something happened, so he quickly stopped.

Liu Feifei's thigh moved violently, and she looked at Xiaomo dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry," Xiaomo smiled awkwardly, and glanced at Liu Feifei's white thighs, feeling excited.

Liu Feifei looked into Xiaomo's eyes and forgot to speak for a while, just stared blankly.

At this time, a loud voice from the front row rang out "500 million," and suddenly opened the distance.

The people below are sighing, they are all looking for excitement, there is no need to spend a lot of money, so these people are looking at you and looking at you.

The host's excited voice sounded again, "500 million, the old customer Mr. Wang paid 500 million, is there any more?"

He scanned the audience, and when he saw Xiao Mo, he stopped, "Mr. Wang offered 500 million,"

Xiao Mo still smiled slightly, "600 million,"

what.

Tyrant.

Xiao Mo's shot once again attracted everyone's attention, and the scene was full of screams and chaos.

That Mr. Wang turned his head to look at Xiao Mo, and raised his hand, "700 million,"

He is going to fight Xiaomo.

Xiaomo smiled lightly, "800 million,"

Both of them increase in probability by 100 million each time.

"900 million,"

"950 million,"

"980 million,"

"990 million,"

Neither Xiaomo nor this Mr. Wang wanted to catch up to 1000 million yuan, but he couldn't lose face. Now the distance from 1000 million yuan was 10 yuan, and Mr. Wang stared at Xiaomo.

The host's excited business resounded throughout the audience, "The local tycoon in the back row made another offer of 990 million. Does anyone still want to fight?"

There was silence in the audience, no one spoke, and the sound of panting could be heard. This is a battle of money, and the competition is who has more money.

Mr. Wang's eyes were about to burst into flames when he looked at Xiaomo.

"990 million times," the host's voice broke the silence of the venue, "Have you followed?"

Liu Feifei asked in a low voice, "Do you have this much money?"

"What do you think?" Xiaomo looked at Liu Feifei.

Liu Feifei shook her head, "I can't see it." Now that she has confirmed Xiao Mo's identity, it is really hard to guess whether he has such a large amount of money.

"990 million twice," the host's voice was almost crazy.

Xiao Mo's breathing became heavy, and his eyes were fixed on that Mr. Wang.

The host scanned the venue again, "Are you still following, 990..."

"1000 million," this Mr. Wang finally followed, he didn't want to lose face just like that.

"1000 million, Mr. Wang bid 1000 million, is there any follow, is anyone following," the host couldn't hold the microphone excitedly.

Mr. Wang still stared at Xiaomo.

Xiao Mo smiled relaxedly, and looked at Liu Feifei, "Okay, it's over,"

"Well, it's over," Liu Feifei was puzzled, "Why, don't follow me anymore,"

Xiao Mo said calmly: "Well, why did you follow?"

Liu Feifei became excited now, "Then what about Wang Yarong?"

"Hehe," Xiaomo smiled, "This is not Wang Yarong,"

"How can you be sure?" Liu Feifei looked at Xiao Mo, hoping he could give herself an answer.

"This,,," Xiaomo was a little embarrassed, and rubbed his head, "It's not anyway."

Liu Feifei looked into Xiaomo's eyes, "Tell me, why?"

"Okay," Xiaomo spread her hands and whispered, "Because Wang Yarong's breasts are not that big,"

what.

Liu Feifei froze for a moment, then blushed, "You, you pervert," and quickly turned her face away.

The way Xiao Mo looked at Liu Feifei was not at all like the glamorous Liu Feifei before, maybe this time she is the real her.

The host covered the microphone with both hands, and he was very excited. At this time, since the party was held, it was the first time since the party was held that the price exceeded 1000 million. "1000 million, Mr. Wang offered [-] million, is there anyone else?"

All the people looked at Xiaomo again. In their eyes, only Xiaomo could rival Mr. Wang, and it was very likely that he would be killed.

Mr. Wang took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Looking at Xiao Mo, he felt very nervous. He hoped that Xiao Mo could increase the price so that he could get away. Ten million would be very choking.

Xiaomo looked at everything with a smile, and spread his hands helplessly.

"One time for 1000 million times," the host shouted, "Big local tyrant in the back row, are you still betting?"

Xiaomo smiled and said nothing.

"1000 million times," the host roared loudly.

At this time, Liu Feifei was staring at the chest of the woman in red on the stage. It looked really big from the front, comparable to Huang Beibei's. She was trying to recall whether Wang Yarong's was that big, and he was also thinking about Xiaomo's chest. He knew that Wang Yarong's breasts were not so big, he had seen them before.

Could Xiaomo not know what Liu Feifei was thinking, he spread his hands and said in his heart: Do you want me to tell you that I touched it.

"1000 million," the host roared out completely, "Three times, this time the winner is Mr. Wang, and I will invite Mr. Wang to give a speech on stage, everyone welcome..."

"Welcome," the audience shouted again.

Mr. Wang stared at Xiaomo with disbelief in his eyes, his heart was twisting like a knife, and the pain was unstoppable. He looked at the people around him, "Is it me, is it me," and then passed out.

"Ah, someone has fainted," someone in the audience yelled out.

The host glanced down and saw that Mr. Wang had fainted, and his mind turned, "Haha, Mr. Wang was overexcited and passed out from joy. Come on, everyone carry him into the back office to rest."

"Hehe," Xiaomo laughed, "1000 million is not a small amount,"

Liu Feifei said rigorously: "You can be sure that the woman in red on the stage is definitely not Wang Yarong,"

"Well, I'm sure," Xiaomo said with a smile, "I don't know if your father sent someone here."

Liu Feifei thought for a while, "It should be possible,"

The host asked Mr. Wang to be driven to the back, and then said with a smile: "The No.2 winner this time, the local tyrant brother in the back row, is invited to give a speech... Please welcome everyone, where are people, where are others,"