When Mu Qinghuan was a child, he watched a movie called Shopaholic.

When she watched it, she imagined how she would feel if she had this day.

But today it was realized, and I feel that there is only one word, and that is tired.

And it's still tiring.

At the beginning, Gu Huaiyuan thought it looked good, so he bought it directly, but in the back, as long as Gu Huaiyuan looked a little pleasing to the eye, he didn't ask Mu Qinghuan any opinions at all.

Finally, Mu Qinghuan couldn't bear it anymore, she grabbed Gu Huaiyuan: "Gu Huaiyuan, what's wrong with you!" ”

Gu Huaiyuan gave Mu Qinghuan a smile and reached out to touch her head: "It's nothing, I just feel very happy to buy clothes for my wife." As he spoke, he hugged Mu Qinghuan: "I think I will have a good habit in the future." ”

But Mu Qinghuan directly pushed Gu Huaiyuan away: "Return those clothes." ”

"Aren't you short of clothes?" Gu Huaiyuan's smile suddenly froze: "If you don't like it, we can continue to shop, I have postponed my work to tomorrow, I can accompany you today, if there is nothing good today, I will find time to accompany you in a few days." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Mu Qinghuan.

Mu Qinghuan took a few steps back directly: "No need, the clothes I want to buy have already been bought." With that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

But Mu Qinghuan stopped before he could take a few steps, because Gu Huaiyuan said, "I have already let Fang Chi deal with the garbage at home." ”

Mu Qinghuan turned around and saw Gu Huaiyuan's face with a smile on his face.

Gu Huaiyuan walked in front of Mu Qinghuan: "My Gu Huaiyuan's wife, I don't need other men to buy it." ”

"Gu Huaiyuan, it's okay for you to listen to me." Mu Qinghuan saw Gu Huaiyuan like this, and there was really an indescribable irritability in his heart: "He just saw that I didn't have many clothes when I traveled, you know that artists are all glamorous, and he was worried that I would lose his face, so he ......"

"You value his face, can't you see my Gu Huaiyuan's face, is his face important, or my Gu Huaiyuan's face is important." Gu Huaiyuan interrupted Mu Qinghuan's words again: "I know that the artist is glamorous, I gave you a card, even if you want to buy all the clothes here." ”

Mu Qinghuan really didn't know what to say, she broke free of Gu Huaiyuan's hand and turned around to leave directly.

Mu Qinghuan really feels very uncomfortable now, but this kind of discomfort is indescribable.

She obviously knew that Gu Huaiyuan was the future president, and whatever he gave, she just took it, and just listened to whatever he said.

Thinking of this, Mu Qinghuan stopped and turned around.

But there was no Gu Huaiyuan behind her.

Also, a person as high as him must have left angrily.

However, she suddenly felt the urge to cry.

What Gu Huaiyuan said before, she told herself in her heart that those words were just what Gu Huaiyuan said casually.

It's just a joke.

But Mu Qinghuan only understood now that she believed it.

It's like everyone knows that fairy tales are false, but they still believe in fairy tales.

Immediately, Mu Qinghuan smiled.

She thought that she had been born again once, and she had learned a lesson, and she would no longer easily trust others.

But the nature of the country is easy to change, and she finally listened to those words and believed them.

Mu Qinghuan looked around, and suddenly felt homeless, Mu Qinghuan chuckled, and then continued to walk forward.