Andromeda, Spindle Town.

"Oh!"

Xun Mu opened his eyes and curled his lips: "The name 'Wang Dahui' alone is worth a reward from a martial artist!"

OK, kidding.

With his "black capitalist" nature, how could he be so bold?

The real reason is...

Wang Dahui’s own specialness!

Simply put, this person has great luck.

Why can Xun Mu see it?

Very simple: first-level person and the blessing of ancient porcelain pillows!

Also, most importantly, he has met similar people: like Zong Ze, Du Ying, and Smith...

Wang Dachui gave Xun Mu the feeling that he was similar to these people.

Even that feeling is even stronger!

What does it feel like?

It's inexplicable, indescribable, mysterious and mysterious...

Similar to the whim, the blessings and souls come!

To sum up.

Xun Mucai chose to invest.

——If you lose dozens of source energy points, you will lose; if you succeed, you may make a fortune.

Worth a bet!

'interesting!

Isn't this world targeting me?

How could it be that such a coincidence that I possessed a person of great luck?

Is there any conspiracy?’

Xun Mu rubbed his chin and his eyes flashed.

Just then.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The door knocked...

It's Wu Ling!

"Brother Xun, are you asleep?"

The little girl's voice sounded, and it was as clear and pleasant as the oriole in March.

The problem is here.

Xun Mu's correct answer is:

A, I'm asleep! If you have anything, let's talk about it tomorrow!

B, of course not. Is there anything you have? Come in and talk about it!

Xun Mu chose A very heartily: "I'm asleep! If you have anything, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Why not flirt with me if you don’t love?

Although he is smart and vulgar, he is a person with a bottom line after all!

"ah?"

Wu Ling frowned, her mouth slightly opened, and her tone slightly raised: "Brother Xun, can you open the door? I have made tremella lotus seed soup for you!"

‘Well, I can’t escape now!’

Xun Mu touched his nose with a wry smile.

"Here you come!"

He slowed down for a few seconds and got up and opened the door.

Why delay for several seconds?

I just said: I'm asleep!

You opened the door in a hurry, not telling Wu Ling clearly: I lied to you before, I don’t like you very much!

Where can I put my face in the little girl?

No matter how you refuse, you cannot bend the face!

In that way, and when I found someone secretly fell in love with me, I directly told the teacher and informed the whole school...

What's the difference?

"Thanks!"

Xun Mu blocked the door and took a bowl of soup.

"Brother Xun, drink it!"

Wu Ling looked at him expectantly, with her eyebrows and eyes curled.

Well, it’s like: a good student who has finished the exam and is waiting for the teacher to announce his grades!

"This...well!"

Xun Mu put the soup to his mouth, but stopped.

Not afraid of poison.

——Anyway, it’s not your own body, it’s hard to make a living, it’s awesome.

But—

Are you sure this is 'Tremella lotus seed soup', not 'Black and paste sesame soup'?

I read less, don't lie to me!

Looking at the black lump...

Xun Mu twitched the corners of his mouth and took a sip.

After all, it is not easy for a little girl to taste it.

No surprise.

That taste is really not a good deal!

But it happened.

Wu Ling blinked her big eyes and asked, "Brother Xun, how does it taste?"

Xun Mu:...

Don't you think you're not sure?

The problem is coming again.

Xun Mu's correct answer is:

A, very good! However, there is room for improvement.

B, thank you for your kindness! But the soup is very unique and the taste is really not satisfactory!

Xun Mu chose B very freshly: "Thank you for your kindness! But the soup is very unique and the taste is really not satisfactory!"

Short pain is worse than long pain.

With such a clear refusal, the other party probably seems to be able to receive it...

"Is that true?"

Wu Ling's little face felt bitter, but soon regained: "Brother Xun, thank you for your opinion, I will continue to improve!"

Xun Mu:???

No, it’s not enough for you torture me once, and you still want to continue to torture me?

OK, this is not the point.

The key is: Girl, have you not received my hint?

‘Forget it! Let’s spread it out and make it clear!’

Xun Mu made up his mind and held back his shame: "Wu Ling, that, do you like me?"

"yes!"
To be continued...