100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

A night of chaos and ambiguous passion.

Cheng Anya woke up in the morning, her whole body ached, and she cursed Ye Chen millions of times in her heart.

Damn, this man is a beast, a beast!

There were countless bruises all over her body from his pinching, including pinch marks and kiss marks. Cheng Anya deliberately ignored the marks he scratched on Ye Chen's back and greeted all eighteen generations of his ancestors.

Her small body was tightly locked in his arms, and Cheng Anya had to use all her strength to get out. It was almost dawn, and she hurriedly put on her clothes. The pain in her lower body was felt by Cheng Anya. After finally putting on her clothes so as not to curse Ye Chen a few more times, Cheng Anya touched her pocket and found only one hundred yuan.

(⊙o⊙)…

One hundred yuan buys 10 million ghost money, is that enough?

No matter what, he is the one who gets the benefit, and she is the one who suffers the loss. It is not enough for him to pay in advance.

After spending a hundred yuan, she felt extremely distressed. Spending money on pain made her brain dizzy.

According to Cheng Anya's calculation, Third Young Master Ye didn't cost more than 100 yuan, so it was really cheap. I guess Third Young Master Ye knew that he would vomit blood, o(╯□╰)o.

With this thought, Cheng Anya put the money on the table with peace of mind, and kindly tore up a piece of white paper and wrote a few words, "Beast beast, this is your money for selling yourself, goodbye!" !

Cheng Anya sneaked out of the room and ran away!

Go home and settle the score with Lin Li. If you dare to drug her, you don’t want to live anymore, do you?

In case he really asked her for 10 million, she sold 100 pieces and she didn't even pay that price.

Young Master Ye woke up. The sky had turned white and bright. He hugged the pillow comfortably into his arms. He paused and felt something was wrong. He suddenly opened his eyes. He was the only one left in the room. He narrowed his eyes slightly and revealed his enchanting facial features. Instantly colored with danger, it looks lazy and deadly in the morning light.

Damn girl.

Did she actually escape?

Run away, no one can escape from Ye Chen's palm. This bad girl tastes pretty good.

He was a little moved. Mr. Ye was now a typical marrow-eating person.

His eyes caught a glimpse of the one hundred dollars on the table. The pink color was very eye-catching, and a bad premonition suddenly arose. The corner of Ye Chen's eye twitched hard. It had better not be what he thought.

Obviously, he underestimated Cheng Anya's demonic nature.

When he saw the line of beautiful words on the white paper, Ye Chen's eyes darkened, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura like Yama.

Beast?

One hundred dollars?

Money for selling yourself?

good very good!

Pulling the paper with one hand and crumpling it into a ball, Mr. Ye smiled twistedly.