Night Mulin smiled: "only one night?"

She gave him a good look and expected that he would not agree.

But night Mulin agreed, thinking for a moment quietly: "then I will concentrate on the work, a week off a day, accompany you."

This accompany you three words, say strange rash person.

Shirley's eyes open - he's not what she thought?

Night Mulin smiled a little: "that day, we had a good time."

That means 24 hours.

Rice bug think about its own skin, rice skin tightly wrapped their own quilt, staring at him.

Night Mulin pulled her hair, very slowly said: "do not want to be ground a day can also ah, then we pay installment, huh?"

She's going to cry. What installment?

Night Mulin smiled and turned to the topic: "not enough money? You don't have enough money for a month. Have you ever thought about children who don't have enough food? "

"Yes, I am vanity, I am superficial, I just care about my own death and life." She said in a small voice and upright: "I am not living well, how to manage others, and then there is such a contrast that I appear noble?"

Night Mu Lin is really angry smile, look at her, "so no breath?"

She came over suddenly and hooked his belt.

Such a small move made the night lawyer's blood boil all over, they married for months, this is her most initiative.

But obviously he thought more, white snow blue hook his belt: "you belt is tens of thousands of pieces, how do you buy not consider eating children who can not eat enough?"

"My mother bought it." He was hoarse.

She stared at him, then she moved her hand over his shirt again: "this shirt should be more than 8000 pieces."

"My mother bought it." His eyes were deep.

Her little hand was still in a mess. He caught her hand and stared at her: "don't you think you're out of duty, Shirley?"

She stared at him, "how did I lose my job, didn't I lie in bed and let you that one?"

He smiled helplessly, and grabbed her hair: "I mean, why don't you buy my clothes?"

"I don't have money." She took it for granted: "besides, you didn't buy it for me?"

He looked at her and smiled softly: "after that, I'll buy it for you. You will accompany me to buy it. "

He stretched out a lazy waist: "more than 30 people, clothes can not always let their mother worry, right?"

His rice bug covered his pocket: "brush your card, and don't move my pocket money."

He laughed with patience: "OK."

White Shirley suddenly thought of something, no squeak.

He smiled, "did he think of his card? Sorry? Want to be a little king? "

"I didn't want to be king eight." She stared at him: "you love not to give!"

Then he went back angrily and said in a whisper, "it is your fault, you are making shoes out there and beating your wife. I don't want to forgive you. It's no use asking."

Night Mulin looked at her, some funny, but still gave her card: "this is pocket money."

"What about mom?" She didn't pick up the money, or she thought about the money.

He stared at her --

br > she just remembered the money she wanted to be white, wasn't she?

I forbeared and said, "when you are birthday, I'll give you a red bag."

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