Chapter 74 (1/2)

Cheng Huan doesn't know much about luxury jewelry in this world, but just looking at the gems and gift givers who can flash blinds on this bag, he knows that things cannot be cheap.

Although it looks pretty upstart, it's pretty good to say.

Cheng Huan likes furry things, and at first glance when she sees this bag, she likes it. Just thinking about the price, she is afraid to accept it.

It's too expensive to afford.

Cheng Huan only glanced away and looked away. She stared at Jiang Mingyuan's face, a little helpless: ”Why do you think of sending something again?”

Jiang Mingyuan: ”...” Of course, the assistant said that girls like bags.

But he couldn't say this. He observed Cheng Huan's expression, and asked carefully, ”Don't you?”

”No.”

”Don't you like it?” Jiang Mingyuan looked a little embarrassed. ”What do you like? I'll give it to you.”

”Farewell.” Cheng Huan sighed. ”You don't always have to think about sending something.”

The other party took it for granted: ”I'm chasing you, I have to show something.”

Cheng Huan: ”...”

Looking at each other, she flushed her face and looked away. ”Oh”, dryly, ”But it's too expensive.”

”Not expensive.” The man approached, put the bag in her arms, stared down at the tip of the woman's micro-powder, and said with a domineering voice, ”I can afford it, I can give you whatever you like.”

The man leaned too close, and he could smell a very refreshing breath during his breath. The temperature on Cheng Huan's face had risen a little bit. She could no longer care about the bag that had been jammed. Her mind was all about the person next to her, and the air warmed up a bit. She stared at the man's close face, thinking wildly.

The bag tucked into her arms was not pushed out, Jiang Mingyuan was relieved, and some smiles appeared on his face. He looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes were gentle, his head bowed slightly, and he got closer.

Cheng Huan watched his face zoom in front of him, and took a step back nervously, her heart beating more and more quickly, her hand leaned back on the chopping board, her body was tense, her eyelashes trembled, and she refused to return. Welcome taste.

”Don't move,” the man whispered.

Cheng Huan's nervous necks all came out, and she bit her lower lip: ”That, I ...”

Jiang Mingyuan said ”um” and got closer, he grew taller, his breath was hit on Cheng Huan's forehead, and the small piece of skin he was making was grilling with fire.

”You have white hair on your head.” Jiang Mingyuan's voice sounded overhead.

Cheng Huanna supplemented the various kissing scenes in the idol drama at this time, all of which disappeared into a bubble, and he was poke a hole to completely dissipate, his face flushed, and he was a little disappointed: ”So, then please help me unplug Come on. ”

”Okay.” Jiang Mingyuan reached out and fiddled with her hair. The hair under her hair was cold and soft, making people addicted. Where Cheng Huan couldn't see, men's eyes were getting darker, and the speed of pulling hair was comparable to slow motion. As he lowered his hand, he turned to the side, his lips rubbed across the woman's forehead.

Cheng Huan seemed to feel something, and looked up slightly, but the man's face was still indifferent, and put the white hair into her hand: ”OK.”

”Uh, oh.” Cheng Huan clenched his palms and twisted that hair on his fingers. ”Well, I'm going to cook.”

”Okay.” The man didn't stop any more this time, nodded and went out. After he left, Cheng Huan raised his hand and stroked his forehead, and the flushed blush on his face rose a little because of some speculation.

She pursed her lips and looked at the bag in her arms, feeling anxious. Fingers touched the logo made by the gem. Cheng Huan put the thing aside, calculating the available deposit in his heart, and thinking about buying something for that person.

Think of it as a Spring Festival gift.

...

When I ate in the morning, the star also saw the bag. The secret that the little guy had in his heart for a few days could finally be revealed, so he couldn't wait to show his credit.

With pride, he said while drinking porridge, ”Mom, I chose this. Isn't Liang Shine particularly good-looking?”

Cheng Huan: ”... OK.”

Although the logo she disliked most was the logo, it was too conspicuous.

Xing Xing didn't hear the distaste in her words, and was proud of his vision. He raised his chest and snorted, ”This is from Dad, and I want to give you the same from Mom!”

Cheng Huan had a headache and glanced at Jiang Mingyuan who was on the other side. The man warmed his feet at home. The man did not wear a jacket. The cuffs were unrolled and rolled up two times, revealing smooth forearm muscles, full of hormonal flavor. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, deepened his smile towards Cheng Huan, and turned his head. He said to his son, ”You may not have the chance.”

The stars didn't believe it: ”Why?”

”This bag is limited and sold out now.”