Chapter 357 (2/2)

”Yes, I made it myself,” Lausanne said with a smile.

Every year Ting was stunned. She took a scarf and looked at it carefully. Then she raised her hands to see, ”Lolo, you are so powerful. You are worthy of being my woman. It's perfect. Even the scarf is such a high-level technical work that it's not only so, but also so beautiful. Is there a better woman than you?”

Lausanne was praised by him, his face was as hot as boiling water. ”As for it, how difficult it is to weave a scarf, many girls will.”

”The women around me don't know. You are the first one,” he said without concealing his admiration. ”Lolo, you have to read and date me every day. You must have spent a lot of time weaving this scarf.”

”It's a little bit. It's until 12 o'clock every night,” Lausanne rolled his eyes. ”Last night, however, someone is enjoying himself in the bar. Your circle of friends is also very interesting. Either don't go on a date with me tonight, or go to high. The world at night is wonderful.”

”Are you jealous?” ”You can rest assured, I have never touched any woman, no more wonderful than with you.”

Lausanne laughed, ”you said I can't control you.”

”Of course you can't control me, but I'm willing to let you.”

The elevator has arrived for a while, and annual Ting leads her out. ”Lolo, I know you've worked hard to knit a scarf. I'll take this scarf every day this winter.”

At the thought of these two days when they were in the cold war, and she was quietly at home weaving scarves for him, annual Ting was particularly guilty.

He must treat her better and better in the future.

”Not at all,” said Lausanne, twitching. ”You like it. I'll knit you more.”

He touched the back of her head and took her to the office.

”It's always a good year,” the busy people in the secretary room stood up.

”I'd like to introduce you to you,” he said in a majestic voice. ”This is my girlfriend. I'll be my wife in the future.”