ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

In the next two days, Beichen and Zitong also enjoyed the world of the two after this separation rarely.

Eat and live together, get up and sleep together, hold hands in the desert to watch the sunrise in the morning, and listen to the play in a small theater in Bishui City at dusk, intimate as a couple of newlywed men and women, so almost everything can be done.

Except, of course, that thing.

After knowing his thoughts, Purple Pupil did not take the initiative to tempt him again.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

In the early morning of this day, Beichen was holding her to feed, and the purple disciple had already marched into the door to inform the two of them that Mr. Qin was visiting.

Zi Tong hurriedly got up from Beichen's arms, sat on the chair, and instructed Zi Tu to invite Mr. Qin in.

After a while, Mr. Qin came in, still holding a huge one-foot-square wooden box in his hand.

"According to the girl's instructions, I have made three pairs of glasses and asked the girl to look at them."

Mr. Qin politely placed the box on the table.

Zitong opened the lid of the box, and sure enough, he saw three pairs of glasses in the box, and Mr. Qin not only made the glasses for Mu, but even the other two that she said had also been done.

Raising his face and looking at the tiredness in Mr. Qin's eyes and the bloodshot in his eyes, the purple pupils were just a little unhappy.

"Good work, sir."

"See what you can improve?" Mr. Qin asked with a smile.

Zitong took out Mu's glasses, the glasses were completely made according to her requirements, Mr. Qin is a master in this, and he is also very exquisite, and even took the initiative to add some beautiful shapes, which can be described as unique.

"Yes, very good." Purple Pupil was just full of praise.

"In that case, I'll go back first, if the girl still needs it, just come back to look for me, the store still needs me to take care of it." Mr. Qin politely said a few words and left.

His wife was unexpected, and now he is the only one left, and he has to take care of his son, Lao Tzu, and the store, so he is naturally very busy.

"What is this?!"

Beichen looked at Zitong studying the myopic glasses there, and he was also curious, after all, he had never seen this thing.

"It's glasses!" Zitong raised his hand and put the myopia mirror back on the bridge of his nose, took two steps back, and just exclaimed, "My father-in-law is handsome, and he looks good with glasses!" ”

"But I can't see clearly." Beichen Road.

"It's not for you, so naturally you can't see it clearly." Zitong took off the myopia glasses, "This is for Mu, his eyes are not good." ”

"Oh."

Beichen sighed very lightly.

"Of course, our husband also has a share." Purple Pupil took the flat glasses with dark lenses in the box and put them on his face, "Is this for you, or is this ......" She raised her hand and took another smaller pair of glasses and put them on her face, "See, couple, heaven and earth, only this pair!" ”

Raising his hand to scatter his hair, the purple pupils slightly opened their lips to bring their faces in front of him, and raised their hands to hook his chin, "How is it, is your wife very beautiful?" ”

Beichen has never seen sunglasses, but her posture of wearing glasses and shaking her long hair lightly is really wild and sultry.

"Beauty."

He whispered, and then leaned over to kiss her.

Before touching her lips, Beichen suddenly raised his eyebrows, hugged her, shook his body, and rushed out of the door, raising his hand to grab it.

In mid-air, a black bird disappeared in an instant.

Beichen stretched out his fingers, and there was only a smear of ash in his white palm.

PS: That's it