The most greedy time-travel in history: the history of a fortune-loving little woman

Chapter 119 Sweet Love ([-])

Sweet Love ([-])

"Then what style should I wear? You are all girls, think about it for me." Qi Zihan thought for a while, agreed with Qiu Yun's suggestion, and then humbly asked for advice.

Baiyin bit her lip jealously, but didn't speak.

But Qiu Yun thought about it seriously, and said: "Those accessories for juggling can be bought in the market, it seems that I have lost my mind, I have to choose a special style, so that the young lady feels unique."

Qiu Yun's words were in line with Qi Zihan's thoughts. His little girl was naturally the unique Rose.

"But what style is unique, and Shanshan must like it." Qi Zihan asked with a slight frown.

Qiuyun is also worried, seeing Miss every day, it seems that apart from money, she doesn't see anything she particularly likes, what kind of thing is unique and makes her like it?

This is really a difficult problem.

The two of them thought hard, but they couldn't come up with any good ideas.

"Sister Yin, what do you think?" Qiu Yun couldn't think of anything, so he turned to ask Bai Yin beside him.

A cold look flashed in Baiyin's eyes, and he leisurely picked up the teacup to refill Qi Zihan's water, then filled it up for himself, took a sip before saying, "Why don't you use flowers?"

flower?Qi Zihan's eyes flashed the wildly stretched and blooming roses, layer upon layer, blooming in full bloom.

Rose is indeed very suitable, but if it is just Rose, it always feels a bit monotonous, Qi Zihan thought for a while, and said: "Qiu Yun takes the pen and paper, let's draw."

Qiuyun found that Qi Zihan was very easy to get along with, and now she has gradually let go of her nervousness and shyness, and enthusiastically devoted herself to the great cause of preparing Tang Shanshan's birthday present. Hearing Qi Zihan's order, she hurriedly responded and brought a stack of white paper to Qi Zihan .

Qi Zihan was drawing roses on the paper, but in his heart he was thinking of the shadow of his little girl engraved in his heart.

"Master, Yin'er is going back first, Miss hopes to develop a new color of make-up next month." Baiyin's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Qi Zihan who was immersed in drawing the bracelet pattern, and said in a low voice.

Qiuyun frowned slightly, what happened to Yinmei today?
Qi Zihan didn't hear what Baiyin said at all, but just said "Oh" instinctively, and then immersed his mind on the rice paper, and after a while he came back to his senses and said to Baiyin who was saying goodbye to Qiuyun: "Baiyin, don't worry about it." Don't tell your lady, I want to surprise her."

(End of this chapter)