Fu Jingting came out of the bathroom, he glanced at her, pulled off the towel on his head and threw it directly on her head, "Dry your hair, be careful to go out and blow a cold." ”

Xu Tingcheng grabbed the towel off, she was not in the mood to wipe her hair now, and let the water at the ends of her hair soak into her clothes, "How are you?"

She was in the posture that she would sit down and have a good chat when she was ready.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, put the towel in her hand directly on her head, and the man stood in front of her and said with his own hands, "What do you want to say?"

She looked up from his hand, stubbornly trying to dodge, her head was pressed by the man's big palm, and he took the towel down with his hand, revealing her head, and wrapped her hair in the towel to dry.

Xu Qingcheng raised his head, and his eyes fell into his naked chest, the muscles of his waist and abdomen had a good sense of line, and he snaked into the white bath towel around him, and there were a few wisps of finger marks that were grabbed out by her hair, and they disappeared together with bright colors.

She jerked her eyes away, and the roots of her ears reddened.

Fu Jingting took the towel, and the hair fell from his hand, and the man's fingers hooked the side of her face and sent it to the back of her ear, but the fingers pinched her earlobe, and the corners of his mouth were a little playful, "It's red enough." ”

Xu Qingcheng stretched out his hand and opened his hand, since he didn't want to sit and talk, then she shouldn't sit and be looked down on by her like this, the feeling of weakness is not easy to talk about.

She stood up, her face tilted.

I can't help but be angry, why are you so tall?

"I said it, ...... between us"

"Wait a minute. The man interrupted her suddenly, he got up and went to the suitcase, and pulled out a jewelry box from inside, a crimson fluffy jewelry box, and a very small diamond was inlaid on the buckle as a box hook, and dotted on it, at first glance, it was inconspicuous, and at first glance, it felt so delicate that it only drilled the eyeballs.

He threw it directly to her, Xu Qingcheng gasped, and instinctively reached out quickly to pick it up, for fear of falling to the ground.

For those who study jewelry, the instinct of the eye to encounter this extremely beautiful ornament is the result of instinctive research.

The value is a lot of money, the key is that there is only one designer in the industry who likes to use this kind of box, and the works of the famous and sought-after jewelry designers in the world are just thrown over by him casually like something on the stall.

"What is this?"

"Fu Sichen asked me to buy it, designated it, and said it was for her fairy sister. Fu Jingting walked over and picked her chin with his fingers, "Open it and take a look, Sister Fairy." ”

It's that kind of ridiculous and flirtatious tone again.

The four words of fairy sister came out of Fu Sichen's mouth, and they were affectionately appreciated.

When it comes out of his mouth, it can't help but make people think about it, and his face is peachy.

Xu Qingcheng didn't open the box anymore, and stuffed it back to him directly, "You give it back to Si Chen, I don't want it." ”

The man opened the box directly, and the inside of the box was opened with the lid of the box to reveal two split-level interiors, respectively presenting a carnelian red fan necklace and a fan-faced carnelian bracelet.

Fan is unpleasant.

He took the necklace and wanted to put it on her, Xu Qingcheng emphasized, "I said no." ”

"Don't, then I'll have Sister Fairy give it back to her herself. I'm just going to help her bring it. Fu Jingting pulled her head over and ruffled her hair.

The woman's fair-skinned and beautiful neck was stamped with the marks of his teeth, and she maliciously swore sovereignty.

Some destroy the beauty, but it breeds a little unclear sexiness.

He buckled the buckle, withdrew a little bit of his body to look, and nodded, "Fu Sichen's vision is not bad." ”

As he spoke, he put the bracelet on her hand again, "If you give her a bracelet, she will always return the gift." ”

"Returned. ”

"What else?"

Xu Qingcheng thought about it and smiled, "Four cans of hand-cut sugar." It's delicious, and the sugar jar is beautiful. Then it's a return of the courtesy, and this one doesn't need to be used. ”

Xu Qingcheng understands the value of this thing, and only that jewelry box is worth the bracelet she gave to Fu Sichen.