The Powerful Wife: The Nation’s Strongest Goddess

Chapter 324 Sending a Small Gift 1
That gaze was straightforward and explicit, as if he wanted to see every corner of Feng Tianxun's body clearly through his clothes.

Even without opening his eyes, Feng Tianxun could feel Yun Mo's hot gaze constantly examining him, until he reacted.

Unable to resist raising his leg to block his head, Feng Tianxun opened his eyes and met Shang Yunmo's gaze, with a hoarse voice: "What are you looking at?"

Yun Mo didn't answer, but looked at Feng Tianxun again from top to bottom.

Looking at Feng Tianxun, even if he crossed his legs, he almost couldn't help tightening his pants, and there was a wave of fire in his dark eyes.

Facing the fire wave in Feng Tianxun's eyes, Yun Mo evilly drew one corner of his mouth, and threw Feng Tianxun a smile with no clear meaning, then sat cross-legged next to Feng Tianxun, picked up the phone, bowed his head, and started typing , while asking: "What do you men like?"

Feng Tianxun, who was caught in Yun Mo's unclear smile just now, suddenly heard Yun Mo's question. After being surprised for a moment, he suddenly sat up, his eyes were shining but he tried his best to endure, forcing a calm expression on his face. Said: "Why are you asking this?"

"Give me a gift." Yun Mo replied without raising his head.

gift?

Is it true that Yun Mo is going to give him a gift as he guessed just now?Otherwise, how could you look at him so carefully,
Did she finally realize her mistake?
The corners of Feng Tianxun's mouth could not help but curl up, his face was happy but tense, and he said with a reserved face: "Giving a gift is just a gift from your heart, as long as you give it, the recipient will definitely like it."

Hearing the words, Yun Mo raised his head and glanced at Feng Tianxun. He didn't seem to see that Feng Tianxun was suppressing his joy at all, and nodded solemnly: "That's right."

After a pause, Yun Mo suddenly sighed again: "But there are too many people who gave him gifts, if I'm not outstanding, he might not notice me."

How could I not notice you, you are just sending a piece of thatch, I like it all...

Ok?
Feng Tianxun, who was full of joy, suddenly frowned, didn't Yun Mo give him a gift in front of him?Why would he fail to notice when he said insignificant words?
Could it be that she wasn't planning to deliver it in person, but was planning to deliver it through the company or the special management office?
This also goes around too many circles.

However, Yun Mo seemed to have never given anyone a gift before. She suddenly realized her mistake, and if she had to choose to give him a gift, most of the time it would be face-to-face.

Well, according to Yun Mo's haughty character, it should be like this.

Feng Tianxun's slightly frowned brows loosened, and he looked deeply at Yun Mo: "Don't worry, he will definitely notice what you gave."

The corners of Yun Mo's slanted mouth curled up again, and he lowered his head to pick on the phone with a hum: "I hope so."

Don't hope so, I will immediately order all the secretaries and people in the special management office to send his package to him as soon as they are available, and pay attention to him immediately.

There was a hint of a smile in Feng Tianxun's eyes, and he looked at Yun Mo with a very gentle expression.

Yun Mo lowered his head and flicked the phone for a while, then suddenly raised the phone happily and said to Feng Tianxun, "Look, I'll give him a train of small animal dolls, okay? He likes this the most."

Feng Tianxun was dazzled by the colorful dolls on the screen of the phone in front of his eyes, and stepped back a little before he could clearly see what was on the screen of the phone.

Immediately, he was speechless.

Send him a leather train doll?

What kind of weird hobby is this? Is there something wrong with Yun Mo's aesthetics? He is a big man who gave him so many of these. What is he doing with them? . .

And, when does he like this the most...

Feng Tianxun suddenly raised his head, his joyful eyes shot out a sharp light, locked onto Yun Mo firmly, and gritted his teeth: "Who are you giving it to?"

Yun Mo smiled brightly at Feng Tianxun: "Of course it's my idol."

Idol?

The guy she likes skating?
Not for him.

The first gift she gave was not to him, but to another man. . .

The man who was covered in pink bubbles just now felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, the air-conditioning swishing all over his body, and the surrounding atmosphere dropped several degrees in an instant.

His face was instantly livid, and Feng Tianxun gritted a few words between his teeth: "You are giving him a gift."

"Of course." Yun Mo shook his phone, and said with a matter of course: "If I don't give it to him, who will I give it to? In the idol group I added just now, everyone is saying that they are going to help idols, and they want to give it away." Gifts, how can I be behind them, they send one, I send a train of leather, so that my idol doesn't want to notice me.

Lao Feng, what kind of clothes do you think I should wear when I go?If you meet my idol, what should I say?Do you need to be more enthusiastic, more reserved, or reserved?Come on, give me an opinion. "

Hehe, hehe, hehe.

I thought she left here to think about why he was unhappy, but she didn't expect that she didn't pay attention to it at all, but went to chat with her so-called idol group, fan idol, and now she dared to ask him to give his opinion when she came back.

Feng Tianxun's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his five fingers were quickly clenched into fists, the veins on his arms were almost bursting from the skin, and he gritted his teeth and said to Yun Mo, "I... give... you... meaning... …See……"

Yun Mo didn't seem to notice Feng Tianxun's discoloration, and said with a smile: "Yes, only you men know what kind of women men like."

Only a man knows what kind of woman a man likes.

What does she, Chu Yunmo, want to do? What other idol does she want to like?

So brave, dare to climb the wall in front of him.

Feng Tianxun's eyes narrowed slowly, and the dark eyes were full of wind and clouds, with a look of low pressure that a storm was about to come.

However, Yunmo was not afraid of death at all, turned his head and looked Feng Tianxun up and down again, then shook his head: "It seems that my idol has a good figure, although your clothes look good, but the flexibility must not be good, If you can’t do it, you can be firm or soft, but you can be fierce or soft.”

Feng Tianxun: "..."

This means that when I looked at him just now, it wasn't because of his good figure, or the hot eyes cast on his body, but because he was comparing the figure of his favorite idol with her?

"Crack." Feng Tianxun didn't know when a stone in his hand was crushed to pieces.

Yun Mo probed over to take a look, and clicked his tongue twice: "Why, you are still not convinced, then give me a fork first and let me see."

Splitting, I'll fuck you god splitting.

(End of this chapter)