Zhong Qing still didn't know what Mo Yichen was thinking, and he still buried his head and chose by himself, and he didn't hear Mo Yichen's reply for a long time, so he looked up and asked, "Which one do you think is better?"

Mo Yichen pushed the things in front of him with a lack of interest: "It's not good!"

I like to wonder, it's not good? Any one of these things is more expensive than the shawl and Buddhist beads!

Holding the limited-edition Cartier bracelet: "How about this?"

Mo Yichen had obvious disdain in his eyes: "How do you know that she will like these mundane things!"

I only care about picking gifts, and I haven't heard the dissatisfaction in his words until now.

"Yes, she definitely doesn't like these, so what does she like?" Zhong Qing didn't notice Mo Yichen's eyes at all, and sat on the bed with some frustration, holding his chin with his hand, tilting his head and continuing to think.

Mo Yichen saw her like this, his anger was stifled back, and he almost vomited blood from internal injuries, this love is really an afterthought, is it still an earthling? Didn't she think that he was dissatisfied with these things that he didn't send?

Seeing that she was still entangled, Mo Yichen couldn't help it, picked out one of them and threw it on Zhong Qing: "That's it!"

Isn't this the diamond bracelet he gave himself?

It's not that Mo Yihuan doesn't like these mundane things?

Zhong Qing looked up at him, and the expression of dissatisfaction was all written on his face: "This····· Will she like it?"

I feel that Mo Yichen's choice is not only uncareful, but also unreliable.

"Do you know her or do I understand her?" Mo Yichen blocked his love with one sentence and was speechless.

She just didn't understand, she was fine just now, why did she change her face?

In fact, Zhong Qing really thinks highly of herself this time, it's not that she didn't guess Mo Yichen's mind this time, but she didn't guess it at all.

Zhong Qing watched his face change, and smiled with a good temper: "Of course you understand, I'm not asking for your opinion, then this bracelet is good, I'll find a box to wrap it!" Zhong Qing crawled over, holding Mo Yichen's arm and laughing.

Go to his house tomorrow, everything depends on him, I don't know what kind of person I marry, what background does the Mo family have in business, or I still enter the office, I don't know, I have to rely on Mo Yichen for confusion, and I still give in at this time.

Sister Li of the company said that the husband and wife are to accommodate each other, and he is rich and temperamental, so she should be more accommodating.

Mo Yichen saw that he liked to please him like this, and he was not so angry in his heart, who doesn't have a few ex-boyfriends, doesn't he also have an ex-wife, don't you lose things, as long as people and hearts are in him, it's fine.

Mo Yichen snorted, as if it came out of his nose, and then instructed Zhongqing: "Put these away, there is no taste at all, don't wear them in the future!"

Why does she look good, but he doesn't like it, and he won't be able to wear it in the future.

I quickly put it away, put it in a large jewelry box, and received it at the bottom of the cabinet.

Mo Yichen touched his chin, fortunately, obedient enough, then clapped his hands, got up from the bed and pointed to the sheets: "Change the sheets!"

I don't understand, did she change this bed sheet yesterday? Thinking that he had a habit of cleanliness, he smiled and said, "This bed sheet is clean, I changed it new!"

"Clean?" Mo Yichen glanced at it, and soon, he made a move that surprised Zhongqing, he raised his foot and stepped on the sheet fiercely, ignoring Zhongqing's surprise, and said lightly: "Changed!"

Small theater

Liunian: Mr. Mo, what kind of trouble are you doing, you are bullying our little affection too much, right?

Mr. Mo: I like it! (tsundere!)

Liunian: You like it, you are clearly looking for trouble, you are going to break the rhythm of trouble, uncle!

Mr. Mo: Eventful!(disgusted!)

Liunian: If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, are you forcing us to revolt in a small relationship?

Mr. Mo: Are you instigating my wife to make a mistake?

Flowing Years: Abetment?

Mr. Mo: Isn't it? (Autumn knife-like eyes, swishing!)

Passing years: vinegar jar, childish madness, you deserve to be thirty-three years old to ask for a wife!

Mr. Mo: Petty

Little love: Master, the little love is here, do you want coffee or beat your back!

Mr. Mo: (glanced at Liu Nian with complete disdain) Close the door and let go of prosperity!

Little affection: Master, this is not good····· (coquettish and cute)

Mr. Mo: Do you want to accompany her?

Little affection: Master, don't want the Lun family!