Good guy, do you really want to spend money to chat with her?

Wen Jiu was stunned by this operation. She didn't expect that the handsome guy would actually transfer money to her and request escort services.

Is she the kind of person who can chat with someone for a little money?

["Wealth 9": Hello Mr. Lu, this chat lasts for half an hour, the timer starts now.]

After sending this message, Wen Jiu always felt that his reply was not good enough.

She should leave a deep impression on the other party, so that the other party will continue to chat with her, so that she can make a little more money.

So Wen Jiu recalled the chatting tips he had read online before, carefully edited a new message and sent it.

After sending it, she felt confident written all over her face.

This news will definitely attract the other party's attention! She can make money from chatting as a side job soon!

["Wealth 9": Good evening, have you eaten? What time do you plan to go to bed? Take a look at the selfie, the one without makeup.]

At this time, the other end of the chat box.

Lu Yan has never taken the initiative to chat with anyone. He only sends messages to report on tasks. This is the first time he has chatted with others like this.

He has been gifted with many abilities since he was a child. It can be said that as long as he wants to learn, there is nothing he cannot learn.

Whether in study or fighting, he will always be the best and the best.

But such a person can only look at the chat box and fall into deep thought.

Lu Yan gently tapped the table with his long knuckles, and the crisp sound sounded very rhythmically in the room where he was the only one.

It's a pity that no one can teach him how to communicate with others. After thinking for a moment, Lu Yan slowly entered on the light screen panel.

["Yan": Good evening, eat. I'll go to bed in an hour.]

He obediently responded to the other person's questions one by one, but he didn't know how to answer the last sentence no matter how much he thought about it.

Just when Lu Yan was lost in thought again, the doorbell suddenly rang from the door not far away.

Before Sun Badao could reply, he switched the interface to the monitor at the door.

"Brother Lu, have you slept?" Mingyu's voice came from the monitor, "I bought some fresh oranges, do you want to try them?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan originally wanted to refuse.

Firstly, he is not used to having too much contact and communication with people, and secondly, he has no desire for food and usually relies on nutritional solutions.

But when he thought that Ming Yu seemed to be very familiar with Sun Badao, he opened the door and let him in.

"I'll go." Mingyu obviously didn't expect that Lu Yan would really let him in. After all, the other party had always refused indifferently before.

Now that the door is open, he feels a little at a loss.

"Then...shall I come in?" Mingyu picked up his pocket and walked in carefully.

Outstanding students of the Imperial Military Academy enjoy single-occupancy dormitories, and can decorate the dormitories according to their own preferences.

Lu Yan's dormitory is decorated with black, white and gray as the main colors. Whether it is furniture or daily necessities, everything is neatly placed.

Mingyu suppressed his curiosity and did not look around. He walked straight to the sofa in the small living room and sat down, "Brother Lu, are you still up so late?"

"Yeah." Lu Yan only stared at the light screen panel in front of him with all his concentration. From the time Mingyu entered the door to when he sat down, he didn't even look at him.

Seeing how focused he was, Mingyu couldn't help but ask: "Brother Lu, is the new task too difficult?"

The Ming family has a deep cooperative relationship with the First Military Region, which shows that the Ming family has long been a member of the First Military Region.

Therefore, it is not out of the ordinary for Mingyu to ask these questions, not to mention that he himself will also receive some cooperation tasks related to the First Military Region.

"No." Lu Yan paused for a moment after finishing speaking, "Has Sun Badao asked you for a photo?"

What he said made Mingyu feel like there was a question mark on his head.

"Master Sun... I want a photo from you?"

"Yeah."

Mingyu thought that Lu Yan was frowning in thought because he encountered a big and difficult problem.

As a result, the other party now told me that he was just thinking about how to respond to Sun Badao's request for photos.

Does it take so long to think about this kind of problem?

Mingyu admired Sun Badao very much, so he said directly without thinking: "Then you give it to him, Brother Lu. I think Master Sun might want to see your face so that he can give you a careful calculation.

Last hexagram!"

After saying that, Mingyu suddenly felt aggrieved. Why didn't Master Sun ask him for a photo?

"…"

Lu Yan fell into deep thought again, but he really didn't know how to communicate with others, and now only Mingyu could give him some advice.

But Mingyu said that, and the other party is quite familiar with Sun Badao, so this suggestion should be no problem.

Then Mingyu saw an incredible scene. Lu Yan actually clicked on the camera function and took a selfie seriously.

Can anyone give him a slap in the face? Tell him that this is all a dream?

Lu Yan took the photo very calmly and sent the photo very calmly.

Ding ding.

A message alert sounds.

Wen Jiu, who was drinking water, was so shocked that he spurted it out.

["Yan": Photos]

"Poof!" A small splash of water came out of Wen Jiu's mouth, which scared Qiao Shishi and quickly handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiao Shishi looked confused.

Wen Jiu just waved his hand, "Nothing, nothing...let me slow down."

She closed her eyes and pinched the center of her eyebrows, but those slightly raised red phoenix eyes lingered in her mind. The dark and translucent eyes were both cold and a little alluring.

Help! Why do some people’s mugshots look so good!

It is obvious from the photo Lu Yan sent that he rarely takes selfies.

The photo was just like the ID photo given in a photo studio. The person just sat upright and looked into the camera without even adjusting the angle or posture.

But even this can't cover up the other party's noble and elegant posture and cold and indifferent face.

Wen Jiu tried hard to calm down, and only after she calmed down did she send a message back to the other party.

["Wealth 9": (thumb) (thumb) (thumb) (rose) (rose) (rose)]

After sending the message, she quietly saved the photo sent by the other party.

She is not greedy for other people's beauty, but some scientific research shows that watching more handsome guys is good for physical and mental health.

Lu Yan didn't notice at all that he was being led off track by Wen Jiu. He originally wanted to ask the other party about the amulet tonight, but now he is studying the meaning of (thumb) and (rose).<

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"How are you, Brother Lu?" Mingyu stepped out of his aggrieved state and asked curiously, "How would Master Sun evaluate your appearance?"

"..." Lu Yan replied expressionlessly, "She gave me roses."
Chapter completed!