Outside, Shen Qiu and the three of them walked to the settlement office on the second floor.

And at this moment, Jun Molin was snatching the bag of red clothes from Qi Chuan's hands.

Qi Chuan's hand was like iron tongs, and Jun Molin didn't break it for a long time.

And Shen Qiu followed behind them, looking speechless.

The cashier may never see this kind of scene in his life.

The three of them walked to the counter, and the settlement clerk had seen the world anyway! Although it was the head of Qi in front of him, he still pretended to be calm and helped him settle the bill.

"It's mine, don't count it into his."

Looking at the bag of the red dress of the little beauty behind the counter, Jun Mo Lin immediately took it aside like a calf.

The little beauty looked at the bag, looked at Jun Molin, and then looked at Qi Chuan, looking like she didn't know what to do.

I saw Qi Chuan smile, took Shen Qiu's white and delicate little hand behind him, and said gently: "When I go back in a while, I will ask Aunt Fu to make a more suitable set for you."

Among them, he bit the word "fit" very hard, as if he was listening to a sauerkraut bag in the back.

And that "sauerkraut bun" looked at Qi Chuan holding Shen Qiu's little hand, and gritted his teeth righteously at the moment.

"Then this dress will be credited to this gentleman."

After speaking, he chased Jun Molin to ask him for information, and when he learned that he was the head of M Zhou, his mouth couldn't close in surprise, and then he turned on the awkward chat mode, but Jun Molin's mind was full of what Qi Chuan said.

Get back? Where to go? My Qiu'er won't live in his house, will it??? Woooooooo

But at this moment, Qi Chuan had already pulled Shen Qiu out, and he was still pestered by the settlement clerk.

He didn't pay attention to the settler anymore, chased out with the bag, and saw that Shen Qiu had already stepped into Chuanxing 1 with half a leg, he hurriedly stepped forward, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, Qi Si looked at the man who suddenly sat in and showed a defensive posture.

Chapter 14 of "Mu Qiu": How thick is the face of the head of the monarch is hitting the hand, please wait a while,

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