The Reborn Investment Tycoon

"Mom, you mean, don't let me buy it?" Xia Yang looked at Ning Qingqing with a grin, and asked knowingly.

"What do you think?" Ning Qingqing glared at this guy.

If he dare to say a word to buy, she will definitely kill him.

"Mom, you meant to let me buy it." Xia Yang said cheaply, he was looking for a fight on purpose.

Boys, sometimes itchy skin. If you don't beat your mother, relax your muscles and invigorate blood, you will feel uncomfortable.

These words made the expression in Ning Qingqing's eyes soar.

Then, she shouted at Xia Yang: "Dare you?"

Mom's roar made Xia Yang shudder with fear and recklessness. Almost, I was scared to pee.

Women are all tigresses.

The mother is the best among tigresses, and the fiercest breed among tigresses.

"I'll dare." Xia Yang held up his iron bones and said: "I am going to buy things at this Dragon Palace auction today. I want to buy them for your mother and give them to Xi'er. As for that Hu Ke, want me to give her something and have her spring and autumn dreams!"

If a man doesn't even have the most basic desire to survive, it is very difficult for him to survive in this world.

Brother Yang is a man with a strong desire to survive.

"Just your skin!" Ning Qingqing hit the guy lightly, and then said, "Follow me! Take you to the auction!"

"Thank you mom!" Xia Yang smiled bashfully, and then followed Ning Qingqing's skin drum to the auction venue.

All the auctions, the things that were shot before, are not particularly good treasures. Because those gadgets are only used for hot spots.

In the first half of the auction, Xia Yang sat next to Ning Qingqing, holding a mobile phone, chatting with Song Xi happily.

In fact, he was talking there alone.

He sent a lot of "kiss" expressions, and Song Xi only replied one word from beginning to end.

roll!

"Who do you chat with? Have a good chat?"

Intuition told Ning Qingqing that on the other side, she must be a woman. So, she grabbed Xia Yang's phone.

After seeing that it was Song Xi, she threw the phone back to Xia Yang with a look of disgust.

"Don't be so boring, Xi'er is busy! Don't bother her!" Ning Qingqing said angrily.

"She is my wife, I don't harass her, who am I harassing?" Xia Yang looked at Ning Qingqing with a grin, and asked: "Mom, you don't let me harass Xi'er, then I will harass other beautiful girls, you are willing ?"

"Do you dare? See if I won't kill you!" Ning Qingqing raised his slap high, and gently dropped, hitting Xia Yang.

This son-in-law is so skinny.

It would be disobedient not to beat him.

Xia Yang pretended to take a breath, but he didn't let out the iconic scream. After all, the face of the mother-in-law must be given.

If he yelled, where should he put his mother-in-law's old face?

"Does it hurt?" Ning Qingqing asked.

"It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt at all! How can I say it hurts when my mother beats me? This is love, the maternal love that is vast as the sea." Xia Yang said meanly.

At this time, a very delicate sandalwood box with gold rims could be seen from a distance of ten meters, and the lady of etiquette wearing a cheongsam was placed on the auction stage.

Not to mention, the long legs of this lady of manners are really long.

As a man, a mature man, Brother Yang is naturally polite and cast his admiring eyes!

However, his politeness is secret.

Although it was just a small glance, the mother-in-law was right by! If he was shown to her, he would be easily killed.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Yang's small gesture grabbed Ning Qingqing.

She stared at Xia Yang with cold eyes and asked.

"Mom, what did you say in that little box? I watched it for a long time, but I didn't see it."

While talking, Brother Yang quietly moved his eyes away from the lady of etiquette, and moved them to the small wooden box.

"Are you really looking at that little wooden box?" Of course, Ning Qingqing didn't believe what this guy said. She rolled her eyes and glared at him.

"Of course! Don't look at the small wooden box, what am I looking at? On this stage, not only the small wooden box is worth seeing?" Xia Yang said with a grin.

"Then Miss Etiquette's legs are straight?" Ning Qingqing asked coldly.

"Miss Etiquette's legs?" Xia Yang pretended to take a look and said: "It's straight, but it's not as straight as the white jade dragon pillar next to it."

"Snapped!"

Ning Qingqing slapped this guy on the back, and said fiercely: "You dare to look around and see how I can clean you up?"

Xia Yang was in pain and took a breath.

So, he showed a very aggrieved look, and said: "I just looked at the small wooden box, why did it become a mess?"

"Do you really look at the small wooden box? Do you think I am blind?" This disobedient and dishonest fellow must be screwed hard.

So, Ning Qingqing immediately stretched out his hand and gave Xia Yang a sharp twist.

"Oh..."

After turning Deyang, he immediately let out a scream.

"This is the seed of Seven-Colored Flower..."

The host Barabara gave an introduction there.

s?

These three words made Xia Yang feel familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere.

Mei Rushuang!

After reminiscing in my mind for a long time, Brother Yang finally remembered the name.

That woman, and her sister, are all pretty.

It can be said that they are all of the national color and heavenly fragrance.

"Do you know Qisehua?" Ning Qingqing noticed the change in Xia Yang's expression. This time she was sure that this guy should be thinking about Qisehua.

"I heard it."

Xia Yang chuckled, then showed curiosity, and asked, "Mom, what do you think those seven-color flowers look like? Are they really beautiful in seven colors?"

"I don't know." Ning Qingqing replied lightly.

She has never seen a seven-color flower. She really doesn't know what it looks like.

"Then mom, should I take a photo of the seeds of the seven-color flower, and you can plant it. I also want to see what the seven-color flower looks like?" Xia Yang suggested with a smile.

"Just call me mom and remove the word "old" for me."

Ning Qingqing stared at Xia Yang with her mother-like, stern eyes, and said, "I don't have the time to plant the seven-color flowers. You can photograph them and you can plant them for your aunt."

"Mom, is my auntie good at planting flowers?" Xia Yang asked with a smile.

"By the way, do you dare to see her?" Ning Qingqing suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Of course I dare!" Xia Yang took the words with a smile, and asked, "Why didn't I dare? That's your sister, my aunt, why should I not dare to see her?"

"I heard that you almost beat her to death last time."

"Mom, just don't worry. Auntie can't beat me to death." Xia Yang said confidently.

"She can't beat you?" Ning Qingqing asked.

"She is my aunt, my elder, how could she not be able to beat me? Am I going to fight her back?"

Xia Yang looked at Ning Qingqing with a smile, and said, "Although my aunt can't fight, I can run when my aunt beats me! How can I run as fast as she is a woman?"

"I hit you, are you running?" Ning Qingqing asked.

"Don't run." Xia Yang smiled and said: "Anyway, mom, you don't know martial arts.

"Do you know, your aunt, why do you want your life?" Ning Qingqing asked.

"Didn't she have a brain problem? I wouldn't care about a woman with a brain problem!" Xia Yang said with a grin.

Of course he knew that Ning Qingqing's performance was not because of her brain problems. Rather, the person in her body had an emotional entanglement with Taizong.

Moreover, it is the kind of desperate entanglement.

However, Xia Yang is a smart guy.

There are some things that you can know, but you can't say it. Because it's a bit embarrassing to say it.

"You have a problem with your brain!"

Ning Qingqing was not angry and gave Xia Yang a look. Then, she no longer struggled with this question.

She doesn't bother to care about this bastard, just love it!