The villain took the money and looked at the director group:

"Uncle, is it OK?" Yang asked with a hundred yuan in his hand.

"Yes."

The party just returned home. When they left, the villain didn't forget to wave with Ji Bing:

"Bye, aunt."

"Goodbye, sweetie."

......

At home.

Jiang congxu checks the previously prepared luggage:

"To the island?" asked.

Mo Boyuan stood aside, his eyes soft and dripping water:

"Yes."

"There is a big temperature difference on the island, so we have to prepare two sets of thick clothes." he said, and turned into the room.

When he came out, he had two sets of thick clothes just taken out of the wardrobe in his hand.

Tuck it into the trunk before you zip it up.

"It should be almost," muttered.

However, Mo Boyuan reached out and grabbed his wife's wrist. His face was close, and the breath between the two could obviously spray on each other's face.

"Wife, do you only prepare him?"

Jiang Tingxu was a little uncomfortable and took a step back:

"You're not a child. You're going by yourself."

Just wanted to break free, the result was pulled by the man, and then kissed and forgot himself.

So I didn't notice when a group of people came back?

How long have you been standing at the door?

How much do you see?

Finally, the little guy let out his voice angrily:

"Mom, you play kiss with dad again!"

Finally let the two people who couldn't extricate themselves from kissing come back to God.

Of course, I also saw a group of people at the door.

Jiang congxu took the lead in pushing away the man in front of him. The whole person was very bad and blushed.

Mo Boyuan, the culprit, is not embarrassed at all.

What's embarrassing?

Kiss your wife, no or crime?

The most annoying thing is this boy. He did damage every time, so that he swished his knife straight at a little guy.

The angry little man didn't notice so much. He hurried to his mother and held his head high:

"Better kiss!"

Can you refuse?

Of course not.

Jiang listened to Xu kiss his son's little face, and finally coaxed his sour son.

The happy little man raised the 100 yuan bill in his hand:

"Mom, this is Ning Ning's money!"

"Wow, that's great!"

Mo Boyuan was particularly upset when he saw that his mother and son were tired of being crooked. He would look at the hundred yuan bill in his son's hand and his eyelids jumped:

"Mo Zhining, you sold a hundred dollars?" Leng Sheng said.

The little guy hummed and turned his head:

"Dad, how about a hundred dollars?"

At present, 100 yuan is indeed the largest denomination.

Mo Boyuan sneered:

"Stupid!"

At that time, the bottle of wine was in the hands of Mo Boyuan after several rounds of human hands.

Naturally, the price has doubled several times.

As a result, he was sold a hundred dollars by a stupid boy with confidence. Isn't this stupid? What is it?

At least, Mo Boyuan got a lot of money at his son's age.

Jiang Tingxu just saw that a bottle of wine was missing from the wine cabinet. Although he didn't know the specific price, the corners of his mouth twitched violently when he knew that his son had sold only 100 yuan.

I'd like to say that what his father just said is really right.

This stupid son!

The directors finally found a chance to speak:

"Brother Mo, it's time to go to the airport."

Mo Boyuan turned dark, looked at his wife and kissed him overbearing:

"When I come back, I'll call you in the evening. Remember to answer."

Jiang listens to Xu Shi and can't stand making out with this man in front of so many people:

"I see."