was caught peeking, and Luo Yangyang's brain exploded immediately.

She pulled up an embarrassed smirk and tried to ease the atmosphere: "You bought so many clothes, did you really throw them away?" ”

"You don't like it, why keep it?" The canonization retracted his gaze and replied as a matter of course, not thinking that there was anything wrong with it at all.

"......" Luo Yangyang was so blocked that he couldn't say anything.

After a long while, she said distressedly: "The clothes in that store are so expensive, and you buy so much, very expensive!" You even said throw it away! ”

Luo Yangyang felt that either she had a problem with her brain, or she was sick with her canonized brain.

His uncle's!

To be rich is to be capricious!

"Is it expensive?" Feng Sheng looked at the angry little thing again, "You said you don't like it, useless things, don't you throw them away, do you still keep them for the New Year?" ”

Those clothes, canonization is not clear how much money was bought.

But he could guess the approximate price, not just the clothes of a small shop, how expensive they could be.

Luo Yangyang opened her obsidian eyes wide, just because she said she didn't like it, she threw it away?

Did she say she didn't like him, and he would throw himself away?

How could she not have found out before that canonization was so good to her.

However, she still couldn't accept it: "Even if I say I don't like it, the clothes are useful!" At least you can wear it at home! ”

Shame on waste!

To be canonized is to kill a thousand knives shamelessly!

"You don't like it, why do you wear it?" Once again, canonization is a matter of course.

Don't all girls wear only their favorite clothes?

Who would wear clothes that they don't even like?

"I can't communicate with you!" Luo Yangyang felt that if she continued to talk to the saint, she would be angry to death.

Uncle, canonization is a typical prodigal thought.

The canonization sent Luo Yangyang back to the villa where the two lived together, and before she got out of the car, she didn't look at the black card that she stepped on under her feet.

Little thing, this volcano, is in the midst of a rage that can erupt at any time.

In desperation, the canonization had to pick up the black card by himself, and looked thoughtfully at the card surface that had been trampled on with a lot of footprints.