Don't Create Trouble For Me
編輯: Larbre Studio
"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded his head and the excitement between his eyebrows was getting more and more obvious.
The girl cleared her throat, took out her tightly held fists, then slowly unwrapped her fingers.
One finger, two fingers, until the eighth finger.
The man gave one glance and laughed saying, "Ten million? Umm, not too bad."
He could not bear to pour cold water onto her enthusiasm and stretched out her hand to caress her hair with love.
"That's not right, I was mistaken." Ning Qing stomped her feet in a panic, why she was so stupid? She unfurled another finger and said, "Add one more finger."
The man's large palm that was caressing her hair froze for a second, and he showed amusement in his eyes as he said, "A billion?" He placed her small head to the side of his lips and bent down by her ear and murmured, "You have earned so much in half a year; you are so amazing."
She was really very amazing.