After a while, she received a WeChat message from Xiao Jinxuan, asking-[Dad didn't make it difficult for you, right? 】

[Nope.] 】

[That's good, you go to work first, I'll pick you up later.] 】

[Hmm.] 】

[Are you in a bad mood, so concise in your reply? ] 】

Zhuang Yiman saw Xiao Jinxuan's message, and she couldn't cry or laugh for a while, she replied: [In order to prove that I am not in a bad mood, I decided to give you a long, long, long message. So you can see that I'm in a good mood now? 】

[(laughing and crying) I can see it, get busy.] 】

When it was close to Zhuang Yiman's off-duty time, Xiao Jinxuan went to the studio to pick her up.

He went to France on a business trip this time, and specially instructed Liang Zhenhang to buy chocolates, and when he came to the office, he directly handed a few bags of chocolates to Zhuang Yiman and asked her to distribute them to the employees.

For his generous actions, the staff of the studio were overjoyed and praised the two of them.

After leaving the studio, the two took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

There were only two people in the elevator, Zhuang Yiman stretched out his hand towards Xiao Jinxuan and asked, "Where is my gift?" ”

Xiao Jinxuan couldn't help laughing, and reached out to hold her hand, "Give myself to you." ”

Zhuang Yiman shook off his hand with disgust, "Forget it, I still don't want it." ”

Xiao Jinxuan held her hand again and asked with a smile, "Where are you not satisfied?" ”

Zhuang Yiman frowned, looked him up and down, and shook his head, "I'm not very satisfied with anything." ”

"It's too late to return the goods now."

Zhuang Yiman raised his head, looked at him with a smile, and quipped: "Then since you can't return it, can you get a new one?" ”

Xiao Jinxuan leaned over and pecked lightly on her red lips, and categorically refused: "No." ”

At the end, he said in a somewhat domineering tone: "You can only be mine." ”

"You're beautiful."

Xiao Jinxuan couldn't help but laugh, and changed the topic: "I'll tell you a story." ”

Zhuang Yiman raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously, "What story?" ”

Xiao Jinxuan's eyes flashed with a narrow smile, and then he said softly: "This story is very long, so I'll make a long story short." It is...... I love you so much. ”

His sudden flirtation made Zhuang Yiman's cheeks flush unconsciously, and she was coquettish: "The oil tone is slippery." ”

Xiao Jinxuan really liked her delicate appearance after being blushed by herself, he lowered his head again and kissed her red lips: "It's not an oily tone, it's from the bottom of my heart." So, I love you so much and I'll never let you go. ”

Zhuang Yiman muttered in a very light tone: "Then don't go." ”

Her voice was so soft that Xiao Jinxuan thought it was just his own auditory hallucination.

He asked, "What did you say?" ”

Without waiting for Zhuang Yiman to repeat again, the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, and the elevator door in front of him slowly opened.

She said, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

As soon as the words fell, he took the lead and stepped out of the elevator.

The two walked to Xiao Jinxuan's car, Xiao Jinxuan gentlemanly opened the passenger seat door for her, and closed the door after she got into the car.

Then he walked around the car and walked to the parking space, opened the trunk, and took out the Hermes bag.

After closing the trunk, he walked to the driver's seat, opened the door, got into the car, and handed the bag in his hand to Zhuang Yiman: "Oh, your gift." ”

Zhuang Yiman was surprised: "Do you really have a gift?" ”

Just now on the elevator, he was just joking with Xiao Jinxuan on purpose, but he didn't expect him to really prepare a gift for himself.