Master is not sick (6)
It's really embarrassing for Mengyun on both sides, and I don't know what I should do.
"Honey, don't worry about this. I can't handle this little thing, so how can I be your man? Ling Jie shook his eyebrows and said with a smile.
Go, isn't it just a trivial matter, can it be difficult for the master? What Ling Jie said just now was not a big brag. I believe that I only need to send a text message or a phone call to Teacher Wang Jia. I promise that she will happily collect the money. Otherwise, he would not be Ling Jie. Ling Jie's words just now made Mengyun's little face turn red. If it weren't for Ling Jie driving, I really wanted to go over and touch it twice.
"Phew, don't be so narcissistic, okay. Just like you, it's only me who will take a fancy to you. Pure here is a blind blow, this cow is all blown by you! "Mengyun doesn't have a good airway.
What he said just now made Mengyun very happy. Although he still sings the opposite tune on his lips, he is still very happy in his heart. She knew that in her heart, Ling Jie was a god-like existence. In particular, Ling Jie cured the teacher's illness yesterday, which made Mengyun worship in her heart.
"When the time comes, whether I'm blowing or not, you'll know!" Ling Jie threw away these words and continued to drive. For Mengyun's words, Ling Jie didn't pay attention to it at all. He knew that this little girl was talking back.
"Humph!" Mengyun snorted coldly, took out her mobile phone, and sent Teacher Wang Jia's card number on Ling Jie's mobile phone. But I was curious, could Ling Jie really let her collect this money?
Noon, half past twelve! Dream Villa, the sun is high, and a white Mercedes Benz slowly stops outside the villa. "Whew!" Ling Jie turned off the car and glanced at Mengyun, who was playing with his mobile phone: "Honey, when you get home, do you need me to carry you in!" Ling Jie said with a smile.
"No, you just want to carry me like that? Don't think, I don't know what you're thinking, huh! Mengyun sent the phone to the bag, kissed Ling Jie's face, gently pushed the door out, and walked into the villa with her butt upside down. Ling Jie smiled and disappeared outside the villa in the car. This trip to the city and city can be regarded as an end.
When Ling Jie got home, he turned on the computer and stored the video in an encrypted file on the computer. He planned not to send this to Zhou Yang for the time being. When needed, Ling Jie will naturally make good use of it. This is a bargaining chip in Ling Jie's hand, how can he despise it.
Ling Jie had just turned off the computer and wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower. At this point, the phone rang. Stunned, Ling Jie's gaze just fell on the screen. He was stunned, and Zhang San sent a message to himself. It's all related to what they've heard recently. Ling Jie replied to the message and sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette. In his heart, he was thinking about how to clean up this Tiger Gang. No, how to subdue this Wenlong. This is Ling Jie's current headache.
At this moment, such a voice rose in Ling Jie's mind: "Congratulations, you have been able to successfully practice the martial art of Tianji." Tianji, this is a very profound martial art. If you want to cultivate it to Dzogchen, it will take at least two years. Of course, there are no opportunities! ”
Next, in Ling Jie's mind, there was a related talisman about the Heavenly Pole. Let Ling Jie's head really explode for a while, what kind of situation is this!