Chapter 308

She hasn't spent much money on the black card that moyesi gave her.

She's figured it out now, too.

Now that she has decided to accept Mo Yesi, she must treat him as her real husband.

So it's natural for a wife to spend her husband's money.

And her husband is so rich.

When she spent it, she felt no psychological burden.

On the contrary, if she doesn't spend a cent, she thinks it's Mo Yesi who has an opinion.

"Baby, did you really decide to invite me to dinner here?"

Jiang Luo left to turn over the menu, see the price above, still a little tongue tied.

This revolving restaurant is famous.

When Bai Yusheng talked about cooperation with others before, he brought her here once. There were six people in that meal, and they ate about one million.

Jiang Luoli was deeply impressed by the millions dinner.

"Of course, do I seem to be joking?"

"But it's very expensive here..."

Jiang Luoli picked up the menu to block his face, lowered his voice and said to her, "if it's a male god's treat, I won't say anything more expensive. Are you sure it's your treat? Do you have enough money with you? "

What is Qiao Mianmian's economic situation, Jiang Luoli is still clear.

Last time I went to Yanting for dinner, it was moyesi's treat.

So, she doesn't worry about Joe Mianmian paying the bill at all.

Even if the consumption of this place is a little lower than that of the banquet court, it will cost at least six figures for three people to eat.

Joe Mianmian didn't say anything, just took out a wallet from the bag, and then took out a black card from the wallet.

Then put the black card on the table, which is a symbol of identity and wealth: "baby, don't worry about it. Cary's money is enough for a meal. "

"Trough, black card?"

Jiang Luo stares straight from his eyes. He picks up the card and looks back and forth. Then his voice is lower. He asks Qiao mianmianmian excitedly: "baby, is this card given to you by the male god?"

"Well."

"How much is this card?"

Qiao Mianmian honestly explained: "there's a million dollars a month. He said it's my pocket money."

"Lying trough, a million dollars a month?" Jiang Luo's mouth is watering with envy.

"Well, yes. And he said, "because I can't be a loser, I'll give you less first."

Jiang Luoli

This wicked rich man!

Does pocket money start with millions.

"Baby, tell me, does the God have any brother or brother? As long as it's adult. Ah, I also want to find a boyfriend who can give me a million a month! I want to fall in love all of a sudden. What should I do? "

With a boyfriend who gives a million yuan of pocket money every month, what else does she struggle for.

God knows, her ultimate goal in life is to be a happy rice bug that can eat well, sleep well, play well and eat and wear well all her life.

Qiao Mianmian thought of Mo Shixiu, feeling a little delicate, silent, said: "have a brother."

"Brother? How are you, brother Jiang Luo left smiling, "brother, a mother's belly?"

"Well, brother." Or you another male god, Joe Mianmian silently added this sentence in his heart.

"Have you seen it? Are you handsome, are you in good shape, and are you the same level as my male god? "

Qiao Mianmian seriously thought about it and then said, "it's very handsome. It's also a good figure. As for the standard..."