Besides, don't use the little lunatic's story as a cover.

Leng Qingsong on the side suddenly said.

Come with me.

When we reached the street, we closed our eyes quietly.

After a moment, a suitcase appeared in his hand, which was full of red banknotes. Leng Qingsong pulled the suitcase and entered a store selling clothes first.

Xu Zhulin on the side grinned.

Cell phone, brother.

Who still takes cash these days?

Leng Qingsong, who was at the front, said something coldly.

It won't change, it's up to you whether you want this love or not.

Half an hour later, the five people came out of the store, all covered in layers of clothing.
Chapter completed!