He dispersed the black and red mist in his hands, and the scarlet in his eyes disappeared.

"It's a niche foreign brand that you don't know, but it's quite expensive."

"That's it."

Shi Yanle sighed, picked up the cup on the stone table and took a sip of tea.

Seeing that Wang Quan was still there, he asked doubtfully: "Donor, are you waiting for me to treat you to a supper?"

Wang Quan: ""

Damn! This old monk is so utilitarian!

He waved his hand and turned to leave the yard.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and put him on the blacklist.

After Wang Quan left, Shi Yanle's expression suddenly became dull.

The half-curved moon in the sky cast a ray of moonlight on him, and then, a ray of absolute darkness left his body, flew back to the sky along the moonlight, and disappeared in an instant.

The old monk's eyes regained clarity, he touched his bald head and murmured: "What am I doing here?"

Shaking his head, he picked up the tea cup and went back to the house to broadcast live.
Chapter completed!