"Oh, Miss Yang, we take the liberty now, there is no other meaning, so I want to be a good friend with Miss Yang, I hope Miss Yang doesn't disgust."
Mr. Tengmu laughed.
"I dare not dislike it, but I am embarrassed. I am not a person who can make friends casually, and I can only thank Mr. Fujimu's kindness."
Yang Zi's eyebrows faintly. [
Fujimu's face still has a professional smile, and he can't see any anger, but the three sumoles behind him, like a beast staring at the prey, always want to rush up.
"Haha, Miss Yang, you are really direct, I like it."
Fujimu laughed and said, "Although we can't be friends, we all come to your door. As a enthusiastic hospitality Chinese, shouldn't the visitors ask for tea?"
"Mr. Fujimu wanted me to invite you to drink tea, that's easy to handle, there is a tea house not far before, please go!"
Yang Zimei pointed at the side of the tea house.
"Ms. Yang really loves to joke. Do n’t you have an old saying in China. You can come from a distance. Is it happy? Why do you refuse to let us go to be a guest?"
Yang Zimei deliberately pretended to be innocent and blank, "Mr. Fujimu, I'm so embarrassed, I don't know what to say, I don’t understand what it means. This is my private house. Only friends can enter.
Drink tea, I can ask you to go there to drink slowly. "
"Baga!"
The sumo that was once stepped on her neck and was snatched away from the pentagram. She couldn't stand it anymore.
"Oh, it seems that Mr. Sumo has spent a lot of time in our Huaxia, and you can say that you shamelessly give you a shame."
Although I don't want to cause too much trouble, Yang Zimei was angry when he saw them, and taunted, "Your face is like a pig's head, and his face is full of fat. Give me it, I really don’t want it!"
"Baga!"
Sumo was shook all over the body, walking over the thick elephant legs, and wanted to shot Yang Zimei.
Mr. Fujimi stopped him.
The smile on Yang Zimei's face is even stronger, "Mr. Fujimu, if you want to go back to this thing, now you want to go back to this thing, I just have you.
I want to kill me, but I am a weak woman, very courageous, I can't stand it. "
Fujimu listened to her half a sentence, and almost vomited blood.
She really looks like a weak woman, but she doesn't know that the courage is bigger than anyone else.
"Thank you Miss Yang's generosity."
Fujimu reached out to take the pentagram, Yang Zimei shrank again, and said with a smile: "What's so generous? I grabbed you, but it's not me. This thing, my maid likes it very much.
If you want to buy it, I don't know how much the price of Mr. Fujimi can open it? "[[
"Baga! This is sent to me by the mage, the priceless treasure, you girl will return me soon!"
Sumo screamed again.
"Five million! What?"
Yang Zi's eyebrows shaking the pendant in his hand, "Even if there is something more meaningful, it is not as good as 5 million?"