my fiancé is a boss

Chapter 132 I just like it~ ([-])

Bodyguard B was afraid of scaring him, so he stopped quickly and scratched his hair in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

Guan Xingrui would never show up casually. He had been told by Qi Xiuyuan several times to let others handle things. She is a star now, so try not to show up in public.

But seeing this situation, she didn't care too much and got out of the car immediately.

Yuan Yuan is 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall among girls, but passing by the 1.8-meter-five bodyguard B, she really looks very petite, and she doesn't look scary at all.

The old man seemed to have finally relaxed his nerves, but a fellow of this age would not watch entertainment news even if he watched TV, and there were no bus stop signs nearby, so the old man obviously didn't recognize his original wish.

Yuan Yuan squatted down patiently to inquire, but unfortunately the old man seemed unable to speak, so he just gestured to Yuan Yuan twice.

Yuan Yuan can't understand sign language, and the old man can't hear her when she speaks. The two really have no way to communicate.

Yuan Yuan didn't know what to do anymore, but after a closer look, although the old man was sitting on the ground, his clothes were still neat, and it seemed that he hadn't been scratched by the car.

So I helped the old man up first, and asked him where he lived and they took him home, but the old man didn't understand. After thinking about it, the only way left was to give money.

It wasn't the first day for the bodyguards to follow her and Guan Xingrui. Knowing how they behaved, the driver got out of the car a long time ago, and together with bodyguard B picked up the unsquashed oranges on the road and put them back into the basket.

After that, I was still afraid of scaring the old man, so I didn't dare to approach him, so I gestured to him and said, "Old man, we bought these oranges, and the money... er, we put the money here for you."

They stretched out their hands to hand over the money, the old man flinched, and the bodyguard had to put the money on the ground.

The wind was strong in the suburbs, and the bodyguard just put the money down, and when he was about to return the money with an orange, the money was blown into the air.

Fortunately, the bodyguard reacted quickly, grabbed the banknotes back with one hand, and took an orange and pressed it properly.

In fact, she wished to be close to the old man, so she could give the money directly, but she usually only has two or thirty yuan in her wallet...

Apart from scolding the driver who knocked over the fruit and ignored it, the few people didn't take this matter too seriously.

When they arrived in the urban area, Yuan Yuan and Guan Xingrui concentrated on shopping, while the bodyguards scattered around to protect them, and took the opportunity to stroll around and buy clothes.

Because of their clear purpose, they didn't spend a long time shopping, but they returned with a rewarding experience.

My original wish was to like to dress up her foster husband...

Carrying a lot of paper bags, she got into the car in a very good mood.

She was happy, and a child husband who doted on her very much was naturally also happy. Although the bodyguards didn't fall in love with them... but seeing that these two people are always so sweet, they also feel that life is very healing and beautiful.

A large group of people were in a very good mood, divided into eight cars, all playing videos, discussing where to go for supper.

When getting in the car, the bodyguard B went to the car and touched a few oranges he just bought from the old man. Now he wiped one, peeled the skin, and leisurely came up with an idea while saying, "Eat... oh shit!"

After eating a piece of orange, it was so sour that his stomach was almost knotted.

"Why are these oranges so sour? Erjing has bought sweet ones several times these days."

It is estimated that it is a village. When buying seeds and fertilizers, they follow the trend and buy a brand. There are many fruit stalls at the entrance of the scenic spot, but they are of the same variety and taste the same. This is the first time I have eaten such sour oranges.

(End of this chapter)