The poor have no money, of course, they can only be good to women.

He has money, it's different.

Xiang Xiuhan pointed to the shirt he was wearing, picked up his good-looking sword eyebrows, and said coldly: "Except for this, I want it all, you pay." ”

He doesn't wear it, but he can take it back and give it to Qin Ke Gongyuan, save some bonuses, he has to listen to his wife's words and not be a loser.

Otherwise, you can donate it, do some good deeds, and accumulate virtue for this scum.

Ouyang Teng: "......"

This is a brand store, the price is different, and there are hundreds of thousands of pieces of a piece, so if you want to talk about it all, it will cost millions.

For a shirt worth a few thousand dollars, spend millions?

His brain pumped?

Xiang Xiuhan glanced at them with disdain, and sneered softly in a cold voice: "Can't afford it? Paying back the money and smashing people? ”

Mu Xin nodded secretly, taking money to smash people in front of the big guy?

Looking for abuse!

However, can the big guy have a few more words, for fools, it can be very straightforward, otherwise what if you don't understand?

Ouyang Teng saw that Mu Xin nodded, and his face was even worse, so he asked the shopping guide, "How much is this shirt?" ”

Will he run out of money?

Look at how he took the money to smash this man wearing a mask and didn't dare to see the poor man!

The shopping guide politely replied: "It's 12,000." ”

Ouyang Teng took out the card and handed it to the shopping guide, "I'll pay 30,000, don't look for it, I want this shirt." ”

Xiang Xiuhan raised his chin carelessly, and then stretched out his hand towards Mu Xin, "Wife, card!" ”

"Okay, husband." Mu Xin smiled and took out her ordinary card from her bag, and handed it out with a smile, "Brush, brush it for me, let me experience it, and spoil my husband's addiction!" ”

Mu Wenjia and Ouyang Teng, their necks were a little stiff, they slowly turned to look at Mu Xin, and said in unison, "You ......"

Mu Xin's eyes narrowed, "He, my husband." ”

Xiang Xiuhan raised his eyebrows, "She, my wife." ”

The two of them who spoke in unison glanced at each other, and then smiled, husband and wife are just different and have a tacit understanding.

Mu Wenjia didn't believe it between the two, and looking at it, she said in disbelief, "You're not ......"

Wasn't it adopted by a middle-aged man?

Why is it a young man who is wearing a mask in front of him, but is clearly a young man?

Ouyang Teng looked at Xiang Xiuhan, although he was wearing a mask, his eyebrows looked at the man who took a photo of his boyfriend's pillow posted in Muxin's circle of friends.

No wonder it feels familiar!

Thinking of this, his face suddenly turned green, looked at Mu Xin, and asked coldly: "He is the boyfriend of your circle of friends?" ”

Mu Xin walked to Xiang Xiuhan's side and held his arm intimately, "That's right." ”

Seeing Mu Xin admit it so quickly, Ouyang Teng's face was green, as if it was green on his head, he looked at her, "You actually have a boyfriend?" Haven't you liked me for five years? Get a boyfriend so soon, use him as a substitute for me, and divert your liking for me? ”

This obviously jealous look made Mu Wenjia's face green.

Mu Xin held Xiang Xiuhan's hand tightly, and his body was close to him, so as not to make the president angry.

"Like, not love, I can like a lot of people, but love ......" Mu Xin raised his eyes and looked at Xiang Xiuhan, and his cold voice suddenly became sweet, "Love, just give him one." ”

Xiang Xiuhan, who was shunmao, reached out and touched Mu Xin's head dotingly, "I'll just give you one." ”

Ouyang Teng watched the two of them show affection in front of him, and he felt that his hair was green, and scolded angrily, "Mu Xin, you are enough, don't forget, we have a marriage contract!" ”