Bu Ling stared intently at Sang Shen's face, trying to figure out just how thick-skinned he was: "What do I see in you?" Do I see in your narcissism?
Mulberry said righteously and sternly: "Shame on you!"
Bling: That's true!
And then there's the line: "Who's the little black girl? Am I black?" Although she used to be a bit dark-skinned, it was all due to the pressures of life.
Even in that dark house, the original owner was still coveted. If it weren't so dark, there would have been nothing but bones left.
Bu Ling was annoyed. Even if she was criticizing him, she shouldn't have said it. Didn't she have any pride?
Sangshen choked and quickly shook her head: "No, no!"
Bling glared at him and said nothing.
Sangshen didn't dare to say a word and obediently continued cooking, while his mind was multitasking, reviewing the scene that had just happened. He hadn't said anything wrong, so why was the little black girl unhappy?
During the meal, Brling ate heartily, while Sangshen ate with obvious reluctance. After the meal, Brling kicked him out, not even letting him wash the dishes.
Mulberry: I feel wronged!
It was still raining outside, so Sangshen had no choice but to go back inside first.
For the next few days, the rain kept falling outside, and the rain in Sangshen's heart was pouring down as well.
Ever since that night they kissed, Little Blackie has been angry. Although they still interact as usual, Bling is now indifferent to him, not even giving him a smile, and kissing him is out of the question.
"Buling? Lingling? What are we having for dinner tonight?" Sangshen smiled seductively, leaning closer to Buling, making sure Buling could see his face clearly.
Bling's eyes flickered, and she almost lost her composure, but thankfully she remained rational. "I'm fine with anything."
Mulberry felt discouraged.
"Lingling, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you 'Little Black Girl' behind your back. It was my fault." Look into my sincere eyes.
Buling turned away. She wasn't that angry, but she couldn't spoil men; she didn't want to find herself a demanding husband.
"Ling, I..."
Are you still eating?
"Eat!" the mulberry exclaimed immediately.
Seeing that Bu Ling was unmoved, he could only pick up the kitchen knife and continue chopping vegetables, cursing Tie He in his heart for being unreliable. He had agreed that Tie He would only respond to gentle persuasion.
All that advice he gave Tiehe on how to woo someone was for nothing. When it came to him, those two couldn't help at all; he still had to rely on himself.
But why won't this rain stop? It just keeps falling and falling, it's so annoying!
After finishing his meal, Sangshen took the initiative to wash the dishes. This time, without Buling chasing him away, he left the house on his own.
Bling was still surprised.
Unexpectedly, Sang Shen returned quickly. Ignoring Bling's gaze, she pushed open the door, took off her raincoat, and then looked at Bling with a smile.
This completely baffled Bu Ling. Sang Shen pulled a bankbook out of her shirt pocket and handed it to Bu Ling: "Here, for you."
"What?! I don't easily give up so much for money!" Bling rubbed his eyes, doubting his own eyes, and counted the zeros after the number on his finger again.
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand yuan!
"You...you robbed a bank?"
Instead of answering, Sangshen asked, "Are you still angry?" She added, "This is part of it; the rest is in Kyoto, which I didn't bring with me."
Bling swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he asked, "W-what's this?"
Sangshen took two steps forward, squatted down, and looked up into Buling's eyes: "I'm giving you all my wealth, please don't be angry, okay? I was wrong!"
In this situation, if Buling hesitated for even a second longer, it would be disrespectful to the ten thousand yuan: "Brother Sangshen, I don't want to work hard anymore~"
"What?" Sangshen didn't understand these internet slang terms.
Bling bent down and pecked the mulberry's lips. "It means you have to support me."
Mulberry's smile widened, and she touched her lips. "That's not enough!"
"What...uh-uh~"
The two finally reconciled. Sangshen gained a boyfriend, while Buling gained a lot more, including a boyfriend and 10,000 yuan.
This guy is a good match; he's good-looking and rich. She's a good match!
After the kiss ended, Sang Shen took advantage of the situation and hugged Bu Ling tightly, finally feeling relieved. Finding a partner was so difficult, but he was willing to do it.
After a while, Bu Ling pushed him, "How long are you going to hold me like this? My back is about to break!" She was sitting on a stool, bent over and being held by Sang Shen, a position that was truly indescribable.
The mulberry tree remained unmoved: "I'll hold you for a lifetime."
Buling: "The premise of hugging me for a lifetime is that I have to be healthy. If my back breaks, will you take responsibility?"
“I’ll take responsibility! I’ll take responsibility even if my back breaks.” That’s what Sangshen said, but she still reluctantly let go of her, stood up, sat on the stool, and sat right next to Buling.
Bling was speechless: "Isn't it hot?" It's September now, the hottest time of the year.
Sangshen held and played with Buling's hand: "It's not hot." How could it be hot to be next to the little black girl? He wished he could be next to her for life.
Bling couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she had to let him go, but asked, "How do you know how you can be so rich?"
Before this, she thought she was a little rich, but now that she saw Sangshen's savings, she suddenly felt that her few thousand yuan didn't seem so appealing anymore, and she even felt a little resentful of the rich.
There was nothing wrong with mulberry: "I earned it myself!" he said, puffing out his chest.
Bling looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
Sangshen was expecting Bling's adoration, but she didn't expect Bling to be so calm.
Do you remember that black market next to the county hospital?
Buling nodded. How could she not remember? The first time she went there, she was charged eight cents for passing through. Later she found out that it only cost five cents to enter the black market. Those two people were making a profit from the difference, what a waste of her few candies.
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