"How can I run away from home without any money?"
Zhuo Hua gritted his teeth and touched the money bag that was well tied on his belt and disappeared. Turning around, he saw Jun Lanyu leaning against the wall holding a folding fan, with the other end of the fan hanging on his money bag.
"You dare to steal my money! Give it back to me!" With one hand, he grabbed the wall and tried hard to reach the shaking money bag with the other hand.
"You come down first."
"Pay me back first!"
"Come down first."
"Pay it back to me first!"
Just a few back and forth...
"What on earth do you want!"
Jun Lanyu took two steps forward, Zhuohua stretched out his hand to grab it, and he hid the money bag behind him and leaned forward. Ask him: "Little brother, what can't be solved and you have to run away from home? Why not... Follow the big brother and have meat to eat."
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