Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Yu shaomo pinched Ning Qiao's small face with his slender fingers, and said faintly in a low voice, "go with her."

"Otherwise, you'd better go. I don't understand anything at all." Ning Qiaoqiao looked at her salesman excitedly, approached Yu shaomo, buried his small head in Yu shaomo's arms and whispered.

"Let you go! Remember my request. If you don't choose the expensive one, you know what will happen, huh? "

Yu shaomo Yingting's eyebrows stirred slightly, and the dark eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiao dangerously.

Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes flashed, and his white and tender little face suddenly turned red. He stared at Yu shaomo shyly, so he had to walk with the salesperson towards the red wine there.

Yu shaomo's dark eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao's slender back. His sexy thin lips pulled up a cold arc, turned and walked towards the leather sofa. His slender body sat down on the sofa. The dark eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao not far away.

The salesperson is really clever. If she was the boss here, she would have to raise the salary for the female salesperson. Unfortunately, the female salesperson talked so much, but Ning Qiaoqiao didn't understand a few words.

What year, place of origin, how great the founder of the brand was... There are so many things that Ning Qiaoqiao's head is dizzy.

Ning Qiaoqiao stood in front of the wine rack and looked at everything in front of her. Since Yu shaomo wanted to buy wine and let her choose expensive ones, should it be a gift?

The saleswoman was still talking on one side. Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes flashed and took a bottle of red wine from the wine shelf with her lips.

The saleswoman saw Ning Qiaoqiao's action and couldn't wait to introduce it: "Miss Ning, you really can choose! This is the best wine we have here! "

“……”

Ningqiao glanced his lips.

Isn't it top-grade? The price of this bottle of wine can buy a kitchen in the Fourth Ring Road of G city. I really don't understand the value of such a bottle of wine. Can it sell so expensive and live forever?

"Is this OK?" Ning Qiao turned his head and looked at Yu shaomo. He was afraid that he would feel bad. He added, "it's very expensive."

“……”

Yu shaomo didn't say anything. He looked at Ning Qiao with his eyebrows and shook his head.

Yu shaomo is a person who often deals with these things. When he looks at the wine bottle, he knows which winery thing Ning Qiaoqiao is holding. He can guess the price at a glance.

Not even so expensive?

Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes looked at Yu shaomo in amazement. He didn't know what level of person he was going to give gifts!

"Go and take out the most expensive wine you have here!" Ning Qiaoqiao turned his head and looked directly at the salesperson.

Ning Qiaoqiao thought in his mind that since Yu shaomo wants to give gifts with such expensive wine, the other party can't be a simple person. Just be more expensive. Don't hold Yu shaomo back.

The saleswoman quickly took a bottle of red wine. The shape of the bottle of red wine was not as good as the red wine placed outside, but the saleswoman seriously said to Ning Qiaoqiao: "Mrs. Yu, this is the most expensive red wine in our store. He is the treasure of our town store!"

"How much is it?" Ningqiao still couldn't help asking.

The salesman looked at Ning Qiao and took out his hand.

"Fifty thousand?" Ning Qiao looked at the salesperson with an eyebrow. Fifty thousand is not too expensive. Just now the bottle of wine was close to fifty thousand.

“……”

The salesperson didn't speak, but shook his head again. Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes flashed and suddenly took a breath of air conditioning.

500000!

A bottle of wine is so expensive!

Ning Qiaoqiao looked down at the insignificant red wine in her hand, and suddenly felt like she was back when she sold wine in the bar. She held it carefully for fear of falling to the ground and breaking it.

"This is the best wine they have here. The salesperson said it's also the most expensive. It's 50 bottles!"

Ning Qiaoqiao went to Yu shaomo and carefully put the red wine on the tea table in front of Yu shaomo.

Yu shaomo took a look at the bottle of red wine, stretched out his long arm and pulled Ning Qiaoqiao into his arms. He took an expressionless look at the saleswoman: "how much wine do you have here?"

"There are three bottles in total, but one of them is one year behind the other two." The saleswoman said that Yu shaomo was not Ning Qiaoqiao. She dared to talk big in front of Ning Qiaoqiao, but she dared not talk nonsense in front of Yu shaomo.

This is the treasure of the town store here, but it doesn't mean that it's not for sale. As long as someone can afford the price, the most precious things will be sold.

"Bring it all to me."

Yu shaomo said expressionless.

The saleswoman was stunned, her eyes lit up and walked quickly to the wine cellar.

"Who the hell are you giving it to?" Seeing the saleswoman gone, Ning Qiao asked in a low voice in Yu shaomo's ear.

The hot air she exhaled was sprayed on the skin near Yu shaomo's ear, making people's blood flow faster. Yu shaomo's sharp eagle eyes suddenly darkened and slightly turned too far. The tip of his tongue rolled Ning Qiaoqiao's exquisite earlobe into his mouth, and his teeth ate and bit: "it's for you."

"You talk well!" Ning Qiaoqiao's whole body seemed to be hit by electric current. His body trembled slightly. He pushed Yu shaomo away with a red face. His purple grape eyes were embarrassed to see if anyone around noticed their ambiguous actions just now.

It's enough for the man to flirt unscrupulously without looking at where it is!

"...." Yu shaomo smiled and held Ning Qiaoqiao tightly in his arms, holding her tender and soft hand in his palm and playing carelessly.

"Did you really buy those wines for me? But I don't drink. What do you give me? " Ning Qiao pushed Yu shaomo with his small hand, and looked at him suspiciously with purple grape eyes.

"Here you are... Cheer us up in the evening." Yu shaomo raised his eyebrows and joked solemnly.

"Yu shaomo! Ningqiao, can you still talk well? " Ning Qiao is angry and pouts at Yu shaomo.

At this time, the saleswoman came over with another two bottles of wine, put them in front of Yu shaomo, restrained her excitement and said respectfully, "Mo Shao, the wine has been brought over. Do you brush it or sign the bill?"

"Swipe your card." Yu shaomo's low voice shook two words coldly, holding Ning Qiaoqiao's small hand and taking a bottle of red wine on the tea table.