Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

Jiang Nuan has to deal with all his affairs in mahali in one day. It's a long time!

It is obviously impossible to sell the house in one day. Jiang Nuan can only solve the problem in limited time.

She submitted her resignation to the leader of the Institute, declined to stay in the Institute, and cancelled her job number.

After finishing her job, Jiang Nuan put what she was living in on the Internet for sale. Her car was also included in the house as a gift for buying a house. Anyway, she couldn't drive it in the future. She opened Alto in mahali, and she couldn't spend money to transport it back home... All that was left to do was pack up.

Jiang Nuan has lived in mahali for five years. She has a lot of things in her family. She went to the supermarket to buy two large suitcases and came back. When she finished packing, she found that she underestimated the amount of her "family property"!

In the master bedroom, the doors of the off white wardrobe are all open, a lot of messy clothes are piled up on the bed, and there are skirts, down jackets, sneakers and bags on the chairs and the floor that are not wanted.

Jiang Nuan shuttles through a lot of clothes. Her hair is tied with a hair band. She is still sweating. Her white T-shirt is drenched with thin sweat. From her back, you can see her waist, which is soft and thin. It's amazing

As soon as Fu Yi came in, he saw this scene. His eyes rolled from her hot flushed cheeks to her clothes, and then fell on her thin waist. His eyes turned round, and finally fell on the clothes scattered all over the bedroom.

He asked, crossing the floor with his long legs, sweeping around the suitcases.

"And confiscate it?"

Jiang Nuan looked at the clothes on the ground and the two suitcases that were already full. One head was bigger than the other, "No. There are too many clothes to fit. I can't put anything else in my clothes. I'm looking at what I can throw away. "

Fu Yi quietly bent down to pick up a pink off shoulder dress that she threw on the suitcase and put it on the bedside, "since I can't choose, I don't want all of them. I have clothes at home, so I can't buy them with my card. Grandma likes to go shopping with you, and she will be happy to buy them with you."

"I don't want to. It's too wasteful!" Jiang Wen rolled his eyes at him, picked up the pink skirt he had thrown out, and said painfully, "I only wear this skirt once, but it's still new. I bought this skirt to attend the annual meeting of the Research Institute. It was put in the wardrobe at that time. At that time, I went to Givenchy to buy this skirt, which cost me 20000 yuan."

He took out his cell phone and said, "20000? I'll transfer the money to you. If you can't fit the skirt, throw it away. "

Twenty thousand yuan is a lot for ordinary people, but it's not too much money for Fu Yi, who grew up in luxury. It's not that he shows off his wealth, but that everyone has a different concept of money.

Jiang Nuan felt unable to communicate with him. He folded the skirt, squatted in front of the suitcase, tried to squeeze a gap, and just put the skirt in.

As soon as she put it in, her autumn pupil immediately rippled like water. She looked back and drew a scissors hand with a happy face. She had never been happy before, "Yeah, (＾ - ＾) v. Successfully saved 20000 yuan! "

Fu Yi slowly put down his hand. The scarred heart wall seemed to be scratched by the soft rose branches. The hard city gate became the guard of the beautiful rose. He just wanted to protect the beauty in front of him forever!