Feng Qing'er looked apologetic: "No, I'm sorry."

Then seeing that Li Yong's face was still very angry, Feng Qing'er said more sincerely: "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. The one that turned out is yours anyway. Since you want one but not a pair, I'll give you one. Ten million chopsticks are only worth one million now. This is your loss."

Li Yong said seriously.

Feng Qing'er's heart bleeds at the thought of losing nine million in one fell swoop.

After thinking for a while, she asked cautiously: "Then, can you also conjure up the remaining one?"

What she wants is 10 million, she wants to make up for the loss!

This was what Li Yong was waiting for. Seeing that Feng Qing'er had already said it, he immediately touched his chin and looked like he was thinking hard. After a moment, he said: "It's okay, but..." He stopped talking.

.

"But what?" Feng Qing'er felt happy and asked hurriedly with a smile.

"Originally, it could be done in one minute, but now I'm afraid it will take ten minutes." Li Yong glanced at Feng Qing'er's breasts, and he was secretly happy: 'I don't believe I can't do it in ten minutes.'

"Ten minutes!" Feng Qing'er immediately covered Su's chest and whispered, "You have to be gentle."

"Did I strike too hard just now?" Li Yong asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!