The money-worshiping ex-girlfriend of the son of luck (3)

"Dogzi..."

After accepting the plot, Youan began to tentatively call out his system. After hearing the rustling movement in his mind, he directly asked: "Can you handle that strategy system?"

【I can not!】

As soon as You An asked the question, the mechanical dog shook its head desperately to express its incompetence.

"Hey, a man can't say he can't do it."

【I am not a man!】

"A woman can't say she can't do it."

【I am not a woman either!】

Glancing at the robot dog still huddled in the quilt in the Consciousness Sea Space, Youan sighed: "Even if you are a eunuch, you can't say that you can't do it!"

After hearing this, the robot dog that was still lying down immediately stood up excitedly and defended loudly: "I'm not a eunuch, I'm just not good at it..."

"Tsk..."

For a dog who insists on saying that he can't do it, You'an said he was helpless: This is really a wall that can't be supported by mud!

Originally, she was thinking that she would get Song Yuze, and Gouzi would get the strategy system, one person per system, perfect coordination.

How could I have known that my system was so useless, it was useless and could only sleep.

"Snapped……"

You An, who was humiliating the system bastard in his mind, was suddenly slapped in the face by a big hand, his cheeks burning.

After coming back to his senses, You'an realized that he was now lying on the 1.2-meter wooden bed in the rental house with Song Yuze, the scumbag who had not yet obtained the strategy system.

I don’t know how two adults were able to squeeze together and lie on this one-meter-two-meter single bed. Anyway, when Youan turned over, the bed creaked, and he felt that half of his body was hanging in the air.

If you are not careful, you will fall to the ground.

Outside is the ground, inside is the scumbag, and You'an feels extremely disgusted.

He immediately put one hand on the bed and got out of the bed along the edge. Then the hazy moonlight poured in from the broken window, and kicked Song Yuze who was sleeping. As the other party let out a wail, Youan's fist

Like raindrops, they fell densely on Song Yuze's face, head, and body...

At first, Song Yuze, who was in pain in his sleep, was a little confused at first. After seeing clearly that it was his girlfriend Li Mengyao who hit him, he immediately started to resist, trying to hit his girlfriend back with all the punches he received.

However, I don’t know what kind of Dali Pill my girlfriend took, but she became incredibly strong, and I couldn’t even resist it as a man.

With the idea of ​​giving in if he couldn't beat her, Song Yuze pulled the quilt over himself and said nice things to his girlfriend to stop.

Youan, who had just woken up and was feeling sore all over, beat someone to get some energy. Seeing that Song Yuze was tightly wrapped in a quilt and couldn't be beaten, and was being pinched by the edge of the bed, he simply stopped.

.

"stand up!"

Hearing that his girlfriend finally spoke, Song Yuze slowly moved the quilt in front of him, looked at You'an carefully and asked, "Mengyao, are you having a nightmare?"

"I called you up, didn't you hear me?"

You'an didn't want to talk nonsense with the scumbag, so he grabbed the other person's exposed shoulders and dragged him out of the bed.

Song Yuze was afraid of being beaten again, so he immediately got up from the bed and stood by the bed, looking confused as his girlfriend climbed onto the bed.

"Go make me a bowl of instant noodles, I'm so hungry!"

Glancing coldly at Song Yuze, You'an was lying on the bed, and couldn't help but think of the pain in his tailbone when he had just passed through it. The pain was probably because the bed board was too hard and it hurt after sleeping for a long time.

"Meng Yao, eating bubble noodles at night is not good for your health..."

Hearing You'an's instructions, Song Yuze was a little reluctant: he rarely served his girlfriend at the moment, let alone getting her something to eat late at night; the other reason was because he only had one pack of instant noodles left, and that was

I'll have breakfast and lunch for tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a new season. I have to seize the time to get ranked. How can I find time to get food?

Besides, even if you have time, you still have to have money!

Li Mengyao did, but he couldn't do anything like asking his girlfriend for money.

If the other party is willing to give it to himself, he can reluctantly accept it.

If You'an, who was so bruised by the hard bed board, knew what was going on in Song Yuze's heart at this moment, he would definitely say: I want to eat shit!

However, at this moment, looking at Song Yuze who was still standing stupidly, You'an patted the bed board and shouted: "I asked you to make instant noodles, didn't you hear?"

Song Yuze was still a little unaccustomed to being yelled at by his always gentle girlfriend. Even though the pain in his body reminded him that he had just been beaten, he still struggled to defend: "Mengyao, this instant noodles is not healthy. Eating it late at night is really bad for the body."

It’s not good.”

"I'm going to eat instant noodles, so why do I care about my health?"

Just by glancing at Song Yuze's expression, You'an guessed that the other party was reluctant to part with him. He immediately clenched his fists and said to the other party, "You can't understand human speech?"

Seeing the woman who had just beaten him playing with her fists, Song Yuze, who had just been beaten, was frightened. He immediately shrank his head and walked to the carton where he put the instant noodles. While looking for a bowl of instant noodles, he sat on the bed facing her.

You'an said: "Mengyao, your aunt is coming soon, why are you so angry?"

"We've been together for so long, and you don't even know when I'm coming to visit?"

To be honest, You'an herself didn't know when Li Mengyao would come to her aunt, but this did not prevent her from being cruel to the man in front of her.

Being yelled at like this, Song Yuze was afraid that he would do something wrong and offend the other party again, so he silently tore open the plastic packaging of instant noodles, poured boiling water from the thermos bottle, and made instant noodles...

While the man was making noodles, Youan looked at this small rental house through the dim light:

In a rental house of about ten square meters, there is a one-meter-two wooden bed on the right wall. Next to it is a second-hand computer that Song Yuze bought. On the other side is a second-hand simple wardrobe that he bought. Opposite the wardrobe is a

On the short table, which is more than half a meter long, there is a rice cooker found in second-hand appliances. Next to the rice cooker are two simple large white bowls. Behind the large white bowls is a thermos flask that has been rusted away from use.

The rice cooker, whose surface has faded, is the only kitchen utensil in this small house. It is used for cooking rice, cooking, and even hot pot.

Because they both came from rural areas, Song Yuze and Li Mengyao didn't care much about food. They thought it was enough to eat enough, so they had no complaints about this kind of life.

However, Li Mengyao, who died unjustly, always thought about how she had lived such a miserable life with the scumbag for a year, but she fell into the scumbag's mouth and still worshiped money.

Worship money, what kind of money do you worship?

Even if he is a ghost, Li Mengyao is still very angry with his reputation as a money worshiper...

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