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Chapter 3010 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1572 Can my life be measured by money?
It was early morning when we returned to the North Residence, and the maids had already returned to the backyard to rest, and the entire North Residence seemed quiet.

An Luo said good night and was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by the man softly: "Eat something before going to sleep."

An Luo blinked: "I'm not hungry."

The man stood by the sofa and casually took off his suit jacket: "I have good hearing. If my car didn't break down, the gurgling sound should come from someone's stomach."

An Luo: "..."

Mr. Bei, if you expose other people's lies so directly, others will be embarrassed, okay? ! !
She glanced at him silently, turned around and went to the kitchen, and the man's cold voice came from behind: "Make two, I want too."

"..."

So you actually want to eat more, right?
I really didn't want to move anymore, so I boiled two servings of instant noodles, added two eggs, and came out with a bowl after 5 minutes.

The man who was already waiting at the dining table glanced silently, then looked up at her, unable to tell whether it was joy or anger: "You just let me eat this?"

There are some things that a man like him who pays attention to the quality of life will never touch.

Such as instant noodles.

Well, it tastes good.

He eats very politely, even if he eats instant noodles, he doesn't make that kind of snoring sound, he is as quiet as eating a steak.

While eating, An Luo carefully sized him up: "Did you...you come to find me on purpose tonight?"

"It's too early to ask this question."

"..."

She ignored his sarcasm, and quickly added: "I told you before, you saved my life before I saved yours, so you don't owe me anything, really, if you really feel sorry, You can give me a sum of money, and when I find my sister later, I plan to leave the lonely city."

"My life is worth more than yours, so in the end I still owe you, and you are not allowed to go anywhere until the debt is paid off."

"So I said you can give me a sum of money."

Not all idol dramas act like that, and they don't owe each other after the money is paid.

The man looked unwavering, and looked at her coldly: "Can my life be measured by money?"

An Luo was dumbfounded by his question, and after a long while, she stammered and asked, "Then what do you want... think about it?"

You can't give her life back, can you?

Bei Fanxing took a sip of water, took another tissue and wiped the corners of her lips. Under the light, her skin was fair, her lines were sexy and clear, her pupils were so deep that they couldn't see the bottom, she stared at her small face, and she paused every word: "I'm going to make a promise with my body."

I intend to commit myself.

An unusually calm sentence, as calm as if it was just saying 'I'm going to eat an apple'.

An Luo was inattentive, and swallowed a mouthful of instant noodles without even having time to chew, and looked at him in surprise while clutching her extremely uncomfortable throat: "Yi, yi body promise?!!!"

"Ah."

……Um? ! ! !
He's still okay? ! ! !

She opened her eyes wide, subconsciously shook her head and shook her head again: "I don't want...I don't want you! Don't make a promise with your body, you should give me money."

"Marry me, how much money do you want?"

"I don't want you, I just want money."

"Sorry, I'm an accessory, you need me first if you want money."

"Then I don't want any money..."

"I'm sorry, don't do it, I want to repay the favor. I, Beifanxing, never like to owe others favors!"

"Then give me the money! Cars and houses are fine! Anything is fine, why do you have to agree with me?"

(End of this chapter)