I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

"Didn't she choose that position to take a bath because she wanted to be seen?!"

"I said... they are all men, you can understand..."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "I don't know, after all, humans and animals are different."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Lan stood up and walked towards Fu Wenbo. Under his frightened eyes, he ruthlessly snatched his camera and smashed it down.That posture is simply a cold and unreasonable demolition machine.

"Destroy props, the poverty value will increase by 17.9 million"

After smashing the camera, Xiao Lan showed a satisfied smile, and was about to leave to give Gu Mo the home court, but Luo jumped up and tore off the jade around Fu Wenbo's neck with his claws, and brought it in front of him.

Xiao Lan understood, stretched out her hand and crushed the jade.

"Destroy props, the poverty value will increase by 21.5 million"

Hearing the system prompt, he looked at Fu Wenbo with loving eyes, like a hardworking old farmer looking at his pigs about to be slaughtered.

Fu Wenbo is a little confused about this incident, what does this look mean... Could it be that he wants to do something to me? ! !

The author has something to say:

Xiao Lan: I don't have feelings, I'm just a demolition machine.

Luo: I'm just a lackey who demolishes machines.