100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 85 A Joyful Reunion

The woman nodded.

Jin Huan never showed mercy to such people. With a casual gesture, she crushed the golden pill in her hand into dust.

She gently blew a breath into her palm, and the golden powder that turned to ash flew towards the woman lying on the ground.

Jin Huan watched lazily as the light in her eyes gradually faded.

Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, but that's not enough.

Shen Jinhuan preferred to destroy a person's spirit. The way to make a cultivator wish she were dead was to turn her back into a mortal.

A cultivator's golden core is where power is stored; it only forms once in a lifetime. If it shatters, the cultivator will be reborn as a mortal for the rest of their life. "I hate you, I hate you, I'll kill you, kill you!" After her despair subsided, the woman's eyes were filled with a terrifying, blood-red hatred.

They reveled in joy, yet their laughter was pure and innocent.

"You said you wanted to use my blood to sacrifice for this building, and you even wanted to turn me into a ghost doll, right?"

Upon hearing this, the woman shuddered instantly and looked at her in horror!

"I, no, I didn't, I didn't say that, I, I, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

The woman chose to attack Jin Huan here simply because the surveillance cameras were broken and there were few people around. She believed she could quickly kill Jin Huan.

Jin Huan opened the bag, dipped her fingertip in some toner, muttered incantations, and in the next second drew a talisman to control the woman's mind.

She ordered the ghost cultivator to return to his original position, and then she jumped off the building to atone for the sins she had committed in her life.

The spiritual energy in this world has collapsed on a large scale, and cultivators have to find alternative paths to cultivation. Ghost cultivators are even more so. This female ghost cultivator has killed at least 10,000 to 8,000 infants. Her death is not a pity.

After a snap of her fingers, everything returned to normal, and the woman walked past without any apparent change in expression.

A little while later, the child brought out a cup of warm water for Jinhuan to drink.

"Thank you."

Jian Qizhao had just finished paying and came back to find her with the receipt. It wouldn't be appropriate to carry the little wooden horse around, so he asked the boss to arrange for a deliveryman to bring it directly to his home.

"Let's go check out other places."

"it is good."

But the proprietress's son kept clinging to Jin Huan's leg.

"Sister, let's go!" Jian Qizhao: ...You brat, where are you putting your hands?

Landlady: ...You brat, who's your mother?!

It took a lot of effort to finally coax the cubs away.

"Huan'er, let's not have any more children."

"it is good."

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"Should we buy the bed first or pick out the sofa first?" Jian Qizhao asked her.

"Sofa."

"why?"

"Because if you make me angry in the future, I won't allow you to sleep in the bed!" She raised an eyebrow triumphantly.

Jian Qizhao spoke to her quite seriously: "I won't make you angry. Even if I do, I will keep apologizing until you forgive me."

"Men are always good at saying sweet things to coax you." "I'm not coaxing you, really."

When the two appeared in the furniture store dressed like this, many sales assistants were very excited, after all, they looked like a big fish.

Nowadays, these high-end stores provide training for their employees after they start working. They know the luxury brands by heart, and when you pass by the door, they can roughly judge whether you have the ability to buy their products just by looking at you.

Of course, it's best if you have the ability; if you don't, just treat it as practice.

However, to be fair, only customers who seem more likely to close a deal will enjoy the benefit of one to three or four!

All I can say is that this society is actually relatively fair.

"Sir, madam, please come in and have a look."

"Hey beautiful, come take a look!"

"Handsome guy, come in and have a look."

......

Is this some kind of excessive enthusiasm?!

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

"it is good."

This store has an Italian minimalist style. It's true that it's the largest furniture mall in Shanghai, so there's a reason why the items are expensive.

She glanced at the large sofa, which cost over 300,000 yuan. Jin Huan had been out for a while now, and her concept of money wasn't as vague as before. What did 300,000 yuan mean? 300,000 yuan was something a white-collar worker earning 25,000 yuan a month could only save up for a year without eating or drinking.

These are all designed by top designers, and the simpler the style, the more expensive it is.

She noticed that the wood downstairs was cheaper than this, except for mahogany, which could exceed this price.

However, Jian Qizhao seemed completely unfazed. Most of the furniture he bought was in this price range, and he also bought more expensive pieces, so he didn't think anything of it.

After looking around, Jin Huan picked out a large, washed-out white sofa with a grayish tint. The main reason was that it was comfortable to lie on and it wasn't ugly either.

She was too lazy to move, so Jian Qizhao took her hand and said, "Let's take another look. You can decide what you like at home."

The sales assistant on the side looked on with envy and quickly chimed in, "Beautiful lady, you are so lucky. Your boyfriend lets you make all the decisions."

Jin Huan smiled and said, "Who doesn't want to hear nice things?"

"Huan'er, let's buy this bed." Jian Qizhao put his arm around Jin Huan and looked at the 2.8-meter-long bed.

"This bed is too ordinary, it's not nice-looking."

Jian Qizhao wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head, his breath was hot, and his voice was hoarse as he whispered in her ear, "Huan'er, this has a massage function, and it... moves on its own."

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