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Back home, as soon as mom and dad saw her, they immediately greeted her and asked with concern: "Niuniu, Yang Hong didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"
"Dare he?"
Yang Zimei frowned slightly.
"Then how much money did he give you? You really don't want to donate all the 30 million yuan, do you?" Grandpa asked anxiously.
Yang Zimei glanced at Grandpa, "I won't ask for a cent. It's their blessing if they can donate the money. If they can't, it will be a disaster."
When Yang Bai heard this, he became anxious, poked his cane and scolded, "You are so stupid, why are you so stupid that you don't even want money?"
"Grandpa, not all money in this world can be obtained. It shouldn't be your money. If you ask for it, it will bring disaster."
"Dad, Niuniu is right. Which one of Yang Hong's family's money is clean? We don't care about it." Yang Qing patted his daughter on the shoulder and said encouragingly, "Dad supports you!"
"Thank you dad, I'm in the room to take a shower."
After a busy day today, coupled with the perverted hesitation of constantly absorbing the evil spirit, she felt a little tired physically and mentally, and she just wanted to be alone as soon as possible.
She entered the room and put the ginseng box in her hand on the table. Thinking of the wooden sign she saw at Min Yulin's place, she took out her peach-wood sign from the drawer and carefully examined the strange sign on it with a magnifying glass. The pattern, but I can't understand it anyway. I don't know what era it came from and what its meaning is.
At this time, the curtain moved slightly—
She was overjoyed, and turned to look over, only to see a red rose swaying on the window sill, reflecting her expectant smile red.
She locked the door, walked over, reached out and took the rose, raised it under her nose, closed her eyes and sniffed.
This is the first flower she received in her life!
Happiness spread in her heart, sweet...
Long Zhutian jumped up from the window, stretched out his arms and hugged her directly from behind, with his chin resting on the top of her hair, he asked in a deep voice, "Do you like it?"
"Um."
"From now on I will give you something different every day." Long Zhutian bowed his head and kissed her hair.
A softness spreads directly from the top of the hair to the whole body, and the breath is tight, and the heart lake is rippling like a tide...
"Sleep!" Long Zhutian said to her, in the tone of an old couple.
Hearing this, Yang Zimei blushed again, and said in a shy voice, "Go to bed first, I haven't bathed yet."
"Oh, then I'll wait for you!"
Long Zhutian loosened his arms around her waist, took off his shoes, and lay lazily on the bed with his hands on his head.
Seeing that he was wearing a black shirt and jeans, Yang Zimei hesitated for a moment and asked, "You don't feel comfortable sleeping dressed like this?"
"Well, it's really uncomfortable, or should I sleep naked?"
Long Zhutian raised his eyebrows, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips...
When he is not smiling, he is as serious as an ancient sword out of its sheath, but when he smiles, he is like a spring flower blooming, turning all living beings upside down and confusing people's minds.
Yang Zimei's ears were burning red, she hurriedly looked away, and said in a hasty tone, "I mean, let you wear pajamas."
"Pajamas? Are you ready for me?" Long Zhutian smiled happily.
"No... yes... this is your own thing, you prepare it yourself." Yang Zimei fled into the bathroom in the room, her face was so red that she was almost on fire.