"This Ning family is rich and rich. It is so rich." She was a little bit stunned. It was the first time she saw someone decorate her home like this. The golden light on the ground and walls reflected by the sunlight and a This kind of colorful light, if she guessed correctly, it should be gold and spar, otherwise it is impossible to emit such light.
It is estimated that this Ning family is willing to use gold and spar as decoration for floor and wall painting.
"This Ning family already has a lot of money, and it can almost be said that it has grasped the economic lifeline of this second-class country. Otherwise, Ningcheng would not be the most prosperous town in this country." Duan Ye said, holding up. He took a sip of the tea, and the bursts of spiritual power exuding from the tea made him smile.
"Even if I can't get a jin of spiritual tea worth ten thousand gold, he can take it out to greet the guests casually, and it is really generous."
"Babyface, what brought you here? Would you come to Ningli to find me? Is something wrong?"
A voice came, and both Feng Jiu and Duan Ye looked up.
I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy walking towards this side, wearing a dazzling golden silk dress, a golden crown on his hair, a golden belt around his waist, and all he could see was a piece of golden light. Shining.
But what made Feng Jiu stunned was that the boy was half a head shorter than her and Duan Ye, and he was white and fat like the fat doll in the New Year picture, with a round golden neck hanging around his neck. Ring, nine of the ten fingers wear rings, either gold or jade, and there are actually two bracelets of unknown material on the wrist, and there is a small and exquisite gold abacus on the waist. The corners of her mouth twitched and she was speechless.
You want to hang all the gold you can bring on your body, right?He didn't think those things were heavy, she felt heavy for him, and the image of Ning Lang really broke her expectations and illusions.
I thought he would be a handsome young man, but who knows he is a fat boy and a boy who is very happy.
"Pang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I found that you are fat again, and your eyes are narrowed into a line. Tsk tsk, your taste is really the same. Everything on this body makes me dazzled." Duan Ye looked at him. He shook his head and said in a familiar tone.
"You said don't call me Xiaopang, I have a name, Ning Lang." Xiaopangdun said dissatisfied, and when he walked in, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu's body, and his small, slit-like eyes flashed shrewdly. Guang Guang asked curiously: "Who is this?"
"Who asked you to call me baby-faced? Can you do it if I don't respond?" Duan Ye snorted. He glanced at him and said, then introduced them to the two: "He is Feng Jiu, my friend. "
Then he said to Feng Jiu: "Have you seen this little fat man before?"
Feng Jiu shook his head, looked at the white and chubby Xiao Pangdun before him, and couldn't help smiling: "See you for the first time."
He said he was vulgar, but he didn’t have that vulgar feeling. Maybe it was this little fat man’s cute chubby look, even if his robe had luxurious gold threads, a golden crown and a gold belt wrapped around him. His golden light still didn't give people a tacky feeling. On the contrary, he had a kind of rich and compelling wealth.
"Feng Jiu?" He stared at Feng Jiu with small eyes. For a long time, he asked, "Is there anything wrong with you coming to see me?"