NPC only wants to make money with the system

Chapter 87
"Mei'e, look, Mingyue didn't book this in person, it was our house servant who tricked Mingyue..."

"How about this? I'd like to trouble you to take these rouge and gouache back, and I'll compensate you tomorrow for the loss of packaging. Do you think it's okay?"

Song Mingyue took you one at a time.

The humble Xiao Song begged for mercy online.

Mei'e showed a look of embarrassment, and finally sighed in disappointment.

"I thought it was a big order..."

"Then Mei'e will bring these things back, and the packaging will not be much, so there is no need for it."

"If you're really embarrassed, please save a few for our Mei'e Zhai for tomorrow's zongzi!"

Song Mingyue readily agreed upon hearing this.

"That's natural!"

After Song Mingyue sent Mei'e away, she stood in the hall of Juxian Pavilion with arms folded in a murderous look.

When Yun Qi came back, he was frightened by Song Mingyue's battle.

"Old...boss...you are..."

"Look at the stars?"

Yun Qi tiptoed in against the wall.

Song Mingyue twitched into a sneer.

See the stars?
She just wanted to beat him so that stars would shine in his eyes!

With a sinister smile, she took out a broom from behind.

Yun Qi jumped up in shock, before Song Mingyue could touch him, he jumped onto the beam.

"You woman, if you have something to say, why don't you use your hands!"

Yun Qi knelt on one knee on the beam and watched Song Mingyue looking up at him angrily.

Song Mingyue couldn't touch him again and again, so she had to swear endlessly.

"You still have the face to come back?"

"Have you forgotten the good thing you did today?"

"Go to Mei'e Zhai to order a car of rouge and gouache, and I also kindly asked my wife to pay for it!"

"You're having a good time!"

Thinking of this, Song Mingyue became furious.

She thought Yun Qi had intentions, but turned out to be tricking her, which made her ashamed and ashamed.

Yun Qi suddenly understood and fell steadily from the beam.

There was still a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally, as if by magic, he took out a golden moon shadow hairpin from his bosom.

Yun Qi pulled out the wooden hairpin from Song Mingyue's head, and inserted the Moon Shadow gold hairpin for her.

"Although you are a bit greedy for money, and you are not particularly beautiful, but you are the boss of Juxian Pavilion, why are you so shabby?"

Song Mingyue blushed when she heard the words.

This Yun Qi really made her love and hate it!

Yun Qi grinned, showing a little sincerity.

He slowly bent down and approached Song Mingyue slowly.

Song Mingyue's pupils suddenly dilated, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

What is he going to do? !

Song Mingyue seemed to be cast with a spell of fixation, curious about what Yun Qi would do next, and also vaguely afraid of something.

Her hand holding the broom tightened more and more, and her joints were faintly white.

A burst of heat passed by, and Yun Qi's warm palm touched her hand holding the broom.

When Yunqi's hair brushed past her just now, her heart seemed to miss half a beat.

The temperature of her hands also gradually changed from hot to hot, and the ambiguous molecules in the air flew around wantonly.

"Let go, you don't want to hit me with the broom again, do you?"

Song Mingyue looked up at Yun Qi's suspicious eyebrows, she suddenly realized, and pulled her hand away.

What's wrong with her?
Could it be that he was infected by his love brain cousin and became dazed?

Holding the broom, Yun Qi let out a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost beaten up by this crazy woman..."

Song Mingyue's face was indescribable when she heard the words, and she angrily tore off the Yueying golden hairpin.

"The old lady is not uncommon!"

Song Mingyue took back the wooden hairpin, and unceremoniously slapped the Moon Shadow golden hairpin heavily on Yun Qi's palm.

Yun Qi looked at Song Mingyue like a frightened fried cat, and scratched his head in confusion.

"This woman, how can you turn your face faster than turning a book?"

(End of this chapter)