"Calm down, calm down. It's just buying a bathhouse for fun, why are you so excited?"
"Women's emotions change too quickly, it causes wrinkles."
Yang Fei grinned, pushing Lin Xueyi into the swivel chair, and said in a carefree manner.
Moreover, he was also massaging Lin Xueyi's shoulders with practiced skills.
"Ha, just buying a bathhouse for fun, you sure talk big!"
"You should be thinking about how you're going to repay the eight thousand yuan you owe me instead."
"Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse is valued at at least ten million, how many coins do you have in your pocket?"
Lin Xueyi hummed indifferently, feeling that Yang Fei's ideas were too fanciful.
Yang Fei chuckled mysteriously and said, "As for money, the mountain man has his own clever plan."
"Sister Xueyi, just tell me straight, do you want to make money or not?"
"Of course, money is a good thing, who doesn't want to earn money?"