"It's fantastic. Just a beard, a proper Saudi prince is visual! ”

The shopkeeper touched the glass cabinet behind him: "I have a beard sticker at home." ”

Wang Zhifeng: Beard?! He's always an 18-year-old jade-faced scholar, okay!

"Don't mess around!" Mi Zhi interrupted Wang Chengyou with a smile, "That's good." ”

Wang Zhifeng's heart warmed, and his eyes when he looked at Mi Zhi also rose a little warmer.

"You'er, come on, I'll help you take care of a pirate outfit!"

"No, no! I'm going to pretend to be the Middle East, too! I want to be the king of Arabia! ”

Mi Zhi looked at Wang Chengyou with disgust, and had the intention to blame him for fighting for such a superficial matter, but the words of reproach were completely unspeakable. That's it, that's it, she let him go.

- I see through the dividing line where someone is bent on wearing a couple outfit with Mo Yan -

"Yan! Your courier! ”

After lunch, at about 3 p.m., Mo Jielian took a cardboard box from the courier brother.

Mo Yan, who was taking a nap, raised his hand and wiped the back of his hand, and said in a daze: "What is it?" ”

As if she had received a holy decree, Mo Jielian cut the tape with scissors three times and five by two, followed by a deep silence. But Aunt Pan, who came to chatter, shouted "Wow Ka Ka Ka": "This is silk, right?" Is this bracelet bonus? It's too exquisite, isn't it? Oh my mom, I'm blind! These earrings are more dazzling than real diamonds! ”

It was easy for Mo Jielian to stabilize her breath and suppress the sudden anger: "Yan, how much?" ”

"Huh?" Mo Yan was stunned when she heard it in the bedroom, causing her to wear her pajamas and pajamas incorrectly twice.

"How much did it cost, I asked?"

Mo Yan buttoned the button and walked out. Looking over Aunt Pan's shoulder, she saw a cloud of silk fabric intertwined with pink blue and sea blue. At this moment, Aunt Pan shook her hands and lifted her skirt up.

It was an exaggerated and ornate robe that was obviously not worn in everyday life.

Mo Jielian is even more angry! It's a waste of waste!

"Didn't spend any money!" Mo Yan hurriedly spoke, "Won the lottery!" ”

"What activity? I'm going to participate too! Aunt Pan's eyes were warm and shot at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan didn't even hesitate, his face was not red and his heart was not beating: "The second yuan clothing design competition." To participate in this, you must not only have imagination, but also have art skills. Mo Yan secretly swept the afterglow towards Mo Jielian, and when Mo Jielian heard that it didn't cost anything, her face softened.

I don't know what friends Mo Jielian has made recently, but she suddenly became obsessed with money, and she slammed the door and became prosperous.

"Can you wear this thing? I think the material is good, let your mother take it to the tailor shop at the entrance of the village to change your skirt for you, right? Aunt Pan said.

"Don't ...... Worry. There's a cosplay event at school tomorrow afternoon, so it's not too late to change it when I'm done. Mo Yan smiled and took the skirt from Aunt Pan's hand, Aunt Pan loosened her skirt to get the jewelry, Mo Yan grinned eight teeth and continued to stretch out her hand; Aunt Pan loosened her jewels and took the veil.

"Wow, I've never seen such a thin mulberry silk, the feel is soft and soft, the color is just right, it's hazy, and it's impossible to take your eyes off it!" Aunt Pan coldly covered her veil in front of Mo Yan.

Mo Jielian was sweeter than hearing the praise of herself, but she still had doubts: "Tomorrow afternoon?" cosplay？ Haven't you ever disdained to participate in this kind of event? ”

"I—Didn't I win the lottery? I'm sorry to just take the prize and not show up. ”

"So, the big gift box you brought back that day is actually the real prize?"

Ah, when did Mo Jielian become so sharp?! Mo Yan's heart was pounding, and he didn't dare to speak.

Afraid of stimulating my mother, I took the gift box home, but I didn't dare to say that it was sent by Xu Qinglai. Mo Yan had long discovered that whenever the word "uncle" was inadvertently mentioned, her mother would be distracted; When "Xu Qinglai" is mentioned, my mother will tremble.

Once bitten by a snake.

"There's also a big gift box? Show me! Show me! All "clothes" and "gifts" can stimulate a woman to return to the curious 12-year-old. Aunt Pan is no exception.

Just as Mo Yan was smiling and hesitating, her phone rang. The piano music of "Grandpa's Big Bell" sounded unhurriedly, how Mo Yan listened to it like an emergency song in the rivers and lakes.

However, as soon as Mo Yan lowered his head, the feeling of emergency relief in the rivers and lakes disappeared.

Unexpectedly, it was Chen Ji'an who called, her father who had not yet made a fortune. I really want to be embellished with "ex-dad"!

Since she found out that Chen Ji'an actually had the intention of trading with her last time, she had unceremoniously pulled him into the ranks of "dead" in her heart. The living dead are calling......

Mo Jielian was close, and when she saw her ex-husband's name at a glance, and then looked at Mo Yan's disgusted and hesitant expression, she already understood seven or eight layers in her heart. But, she thinks so, it's too tiring to hate someone, and she doesn't want to see her daughter hold a grudge at a young age.

"Take it. After all, the blood relationship cannot be broken. In fact, she wanted to say that the wilted idea of eating with her last time should be Bai Xiaobai's handiwork. Chen Ji'an is not a good husband, but being a father is not satisfactory - aside from the fact that he is increasingly reluctant to spend money for Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's face was gloomy, his mood plummeted, and he was reluctant to pick up the phone.

Aunt Pan had already seen the fame, she liked to join in the fun, but she couldn't bear others to expose her real scars in front of her, so she found a reason to slip away.

"Hey, daughter, your Aunt Bai has prepared a table of good dishes today, come and have dinner."

Vomit. That was her first reaction.

Chen Ji'an's words rang in his ears, and they were a little unreal.

"No need."

Bai Xiaobai's voice came out: "Yan Yan, I'm sorry, I owe you a 'sorry'!" The voice was suspiciously sincere.

I, phew. Mo Yan rolled his eyes silently.

"I heard from the surplus sisters and brothers, you saved her once. I felt so much emotion in my heart that I felt extremely ......"

The sun came out in the west. Bai Xiaobai, who has always had sharp teeth and no words that she couldn't answer, was so choked that she couldn't speak. She snorted heavily, calmed her mood, and continued: "You must come, just our family, no outsiders, just eat at home, if your mother is not at ease, I told her, I will let you get home before 8 o'clock in the evening!" I promise! If I can't do it, I'll go out and let the car kill me. ”

Mo Yan couldn't help but feel hot.

This man...... It's all going to change, right......

Mo Yan's broken phone has poor other functions, but the speaker is quite loud. In addition, Bai Xiaobai's speech was already full of energy, and Mo Jielian listened to it without revealing a word. She has only one simple thought: even if you don't love, don't hate. It's enough for her to hate alone.

Mo nodded to her daughter, who asked her for advice. Anyway, she knew where Chen Ji'an lived and knew the license plate numbers of Chen Ji'an's two cars, so she followed her heels and blocked the exit of the underground garage where Chen Ji'an was most convenient and accustomed to walking.

#情人节...... I don't exist, but I still have to take action to wish my dear guys, Happy Valentine's Day :)#

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