Chapter eight hundred and seventieth one dollar is okay
"Beauty Peony, since you want to marry me so much, just give me a betrothal gift or something." Tang Jin said with a smile: "On your side, you can prepare the dowry first. The more dowry, the better, I won't mind.
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"Even if I really want to marry you, the betrothal gift is indispensable. Have you decided what gift to give me?" Song Yudan's voice on the phone was quite relaxed, and he didn't seem to be nervous at all about the upcoming decisive battle.
, "If you haven't thought about what betrothal gift to give me, then I will give you the betrothal gift I want later."
"Actually, I have already thought about the betrothal gift." Tang Jin replied seriously.
"Really?" Song Yudan smiled softly, "Can you tell me first what kind of betrothal gift you plan to give?"
"Well, Peony Beauty, can you give me one dollar?" Tang Jin asked in a serious tone.
The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and after ten seconds, Song Yudan's faint voice came: "Tang Jin, in your eyes, am I only worth one dollar?"
"Beauty Peony, actually I didn't want to give you a betrothal gift, because you are the legendary priceless treasure. Since you are a priceless treasure, how can you measure it with money?" Tang Jin said calmly: "But since you want it
As a betrothal gift, I have to give you a symbolic one dollar. This does not mean that you are only worth one dollar. In fact, I am doing this for our future."
"Really?" Song Yudan's tone seemed a little happy, "I would like to know, why is this just for our future?"
"Well, this is very simple. From now on, what is mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. But when I give you the betrothal gift, it is not yours. It will most likely be taken away by your family. For us, mine is
The more betrothal gifts you give, the greater our losses will be, and the greater your losses will be. I only give you one yuan, really for our future." Tang Jin had full reasons, and at the end he added: "Dear beauty Peony, so
, for our future, you should bring more dowry."
"The dowry you want most is the clothes on my body, right?" Song Yudan asked unhurriedly.
"Beauty Peony, you still understand me." Tang Jin did not hide his true intention at all. From the first time he saw Song Yudan, he was most interested in that jade dress.
"I've always wanted to ask you, am I really not as good as the clothes I'm wearing?" Song Yudan seemed a little confused. With her beauty, temperament, and status, how could there be such a weirdo in this world?
What you want most is not her, but the clothes on her body?
"Beauty Peony, don't you know that rare things are more valuable?" Tang Jin asked.
"My clothes are unique, but I am also unique." Song Yudan couldn't help but say.
"Beauty Peony, in theory, everyone is unique, but in fact, you know, everyone is replaceable." Tang Jin said with a smile: "Well, of course, Beauty Peony, you don't have to be sad.
, there are only a few beauties in this world who can replace you, at least, I have only seen a few now."
"You are wrong." Song Yudan said slowly: "Someone may be able to replace my beauty, but no one can replace me."
After a slight pause, Song Yudan continued: "One day, you will understand that I am more important than clothes, and no one in this world can replace me, Song Yudan!"
This time, Song Yudan hung up the phone without waiting for Tang Jin to reply.
Tang Jin muttered to himself, did this beautiful peony call him early in the morning just to say that she was more important than clothes?
In fact, Tang Jin was not indifferent to Song Yudan. A peerless beauty like Song Yudan, as long as he was a normal man, would be attracted to her. But when he first saw Song Yudan, what attracted him most was indeed the beauty in her.
A piece of clothing, and, as he said, it is not like he has never seen a beauty of Song Yudan's level.
If he had met Song Yudan before seeing the Ice and Snow Lotus, before he got Xiao Daier's purple poppy, maybe he would be more interested in Song Yudan, but after having seen the peerless appearance of the Ice and Snow Lotus
, and after tasting the erotic taste of purple poppy, he actually has a certain degree of resistance to beauties of this level.
He still wants her, but he won't be crazy about her.
"Honey, are you leaving?" A soft voice came from the side, but Bingyi had also woken up.
Tang Jin nodded, turned to look at Bingyi, and patted her buttocks: "I'll leave right away. If today goes well, I'll be back in the evening. If I don't come, you can continue to eat and exercise in the evening.
Dan, practice seriously. If you do this, after a while I will be able to give you the same ability to protect yourself as Ziyun."
"Yes." Bingyi nodded meekly, then leaned over her lips and kissed Tang Jin gently on the cheek, "Husband, go ahead and be careful."
Tang Jin nodded, said nothing, teleported, disappeared from the hotel, and appeared directly at the door of the Dark Sword headquarters. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ning Xinjing's number.
"Xin Jing, I'm at the entrance of the Dark Sword headquarters, where are you?" Tang Jin asked as soon as the call was connected.
"I'm in the cafeteria. Have you had breakfast? Let's have something together." Ning Xinjing obviously got up very early today.
"I'll go." Tang Jin hung up the phone and teleported to the Dark Sword Canteen. There were not many people in the canteen now. He also saw Ning Xinjing at a glance. That beautiful and extraordinary figure is an extremely hot beauty. And Ning Xinjing
At this moment, I was having breakfast with a man. This man was none other than the leader of the Dark Sword, Jian Hen.
Tang Jin walked over quickly and sat down next to Ning Xinjing unceremoniously.
"Xin Jing, are you nervous?" Tang Jin looked at Ning Xin Jing and asked with concern. As for Jian Hen, the leader of the Dark Sword, it seemed as if he had ignored him.
"As long as you are here, I won't be nervous." Ning Xinjing smiled gently at Tang Jin. These simple words expressed her trust in him.
A bright smile appeared on Tang Jin's face: "I'll get some food first."
"Yeah." Ning Xinjing nodded lightly.
Tang Jin stood up and left. Jian Hen couldn't help but whisper: "Xinjing, you and Tang Jin have..."
Jian Hen did not continue to say anything, but Ning Xinjing actually understood what it meant. Jian Hen just wanted to know if she and Tang Jin had the most intimate relationship between men and women.
"No." Ning Xinjing didn't hide it. She shook her head slightly, but then added: "But if one day, I have a man, that man will definitely be him."