Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

The shop assistant opened his tie and tied it around his neck. However, the action of tying the tie seemed very strange.

Holding the tie, just like holding the red scarf, tossed back and forth for several times, but it was not good.

Qian Xi is looking at the play with her legs crossed. With the waiter, she tosses back and forth. She's worried about her. She's worried about it.

Nangong Jue also frowned.

The assistant tied up his tie a few times and said, "er... It's done." The shop assistant probably also knew that he was not tied like this. He lowered his head and said with a guilty heart.

Nangong Jue's eyebrows lock deeper and deeper.

The shop assistant was a little scared, and immediately started: "I'll fasten it again..." the shaking hand extended to Nangong Jue's neck again.

I can't watch it anymore!

The wind is shallow Xi, the foot of two Lang legs puts toward the ground, stood up.

"Pa..." gently blocked the assistant's hand and said with a smile, "I'll do it."

The shop assistant quickly lowered his head and took back his hand: "OK, OK."

Feng Qianxi didn't look up at Nangong Jue. After taking the tie, he began to fight skillfully with both hands. He was about to tie the tie.

She suddenly let go, one hand holding a corner of the tie, pulled the tie from Nangong Jue's neck: "how to look, I don't think this color is suitable for you."

With that, the tie was thrown back to the shop assistant. Feng Mou swept it and landed on a gray twill tie on the shelf. She went over and picked up the tie.

Go back to him.

Skilled tie in his neck, action can not help but skilled, and very natural, in the eyes of outsiders, looks like a couple.

Qiuqingxue stood not far away, looking at the intimate action of the two people over there, holding the black tie in her hand.

After Feng Qianxi tied his tie, she looked up at Nangong Jue. She didn't think much about it, and then reflected it when she looked at his blue eyes.

She is unintentional, but forget now two people, is not the original, flat mouth: "no, this is not very good."

"Thank you." He didn't say anything. He pulled his tie and straightened the shirt inside.

Shallow Xi just left in front of him and kept a distance from him.

"Why? I've found the tie. " Qiu Qingxue came back with a smile: "I've been looking for this tie for a long time."

The assistant clapped his hands beside him: "this tie really suits you, sir." Staring at the gray tie on Nangong Jue's neck.

Qiu Qingxue also looked in the past: "it's really suitable for Jue. Did you choose it yourself? "

"It's the lady who chose it. It's really unique. It's a tie that few people don't wear well, but it's very suitable for Mr. Wang. The lady has a unique eye." The shop assistant stares at Qian Xi in praise.

Autumn snow Mou son a fly, canthus of the remaining light falls on shallow Xi body, a smile: "Oh, originally is Miss Feng's choice."

"I've just got one." Said, shallow Xi intentionally looked at a time: "not early, I have other things, go back first."

Finish this sentence.

She did not stop, even the two did not go to see a look, turned and strode out of the clothing store, thought of just her usual action, depressed liver pain.

It's no big deal though.

It's time to chop hands. Chop hands.

Asahi left the clothing store.

Qiu Qingxue waved her black tie: "absolutely, I think this one suits you very well. Do you want to try it?"

"It's too much trouble. That's it. Let's go." Then he went to the counter to check out.

Qiu Qingxue stands in the same place, bullying her chest up and down. She tugs at her tie in her hand and crumples the flat tie. Her nails almost tear the tie.

Is it too much trouble, or is it because she chose that one?

After paying the bill and walking out of the clothing store, Qiu Qingxue walked beside him and said, "absolutely, is your computer really OK? There are some important things in it. If something happens to those important documents, what can we do! Ah, Miss Feng is too careless. "

"You are too careless. Snow. "

"Eh? What's wrong with me? "

"There are plenty of black tea cups. Why do you have to choose a cup without handle?" He said cold, cold eyes slanting at autumn snow.

As soon as her heart sank, her expression was a little stiff and even nervous at that second, but she soon recovered: "I took it casually, and I didn't notice this problem."

Nangong Jue's eyes flashed countless coldness, but he didn't say anything. His eyes shifted away from qiuqingxue and looked to other places.

She walked away from him silently, biting her teeth.

*

Night in town.

"Mommy, didn't you say you wanted to come back? Why haven't you come back yet? " In the telephone, the wind small bad coquettishly mumbles.

"Well, I'll be back in a few days."

"In a few days? Mommy, you said a few days must be another month. Forget it, you have a good time. " Little bad said.

The mother and son argued for a long time before they hung up.

Shallow Xi hand holding a mobile phone, the whole person lying in bed.

The door of the room was opened.

LAN Ziyuan holds a cup in both hands, and the cup is still steaming. He leans against the door and stares at the wind on the bed leisurely and evil.

Notice this, shallow Xi Mou Guang raises: "you haven't slept yet?"

"You didn't sleep, either."

"Tut Tut, this can't be a good drink for me." Shallow Xi stares at the cup that he is holding in the hand, sat up, feet cross knee, the eye light is full of interest to the thing in his hand.

LAN Ziyuan looked down at the cup in his hand and said with a smile, "Qian Xi, you are so smart. I guess you right. Look what I brought you to drink."

As he walked towards the bed, he closed the bedroom door with a hook.

Shallow Xi feet kneel on the bed, climbed to the bedside, craned his neck and looked into his cup: "what good thing, what good thing?"

The Mou son saw the thing in his quilt, shallow Xi can't help of tiny Du lips: "coffee?" I vaguely saw that the things in the cup were black.

"Open your mouth and I'll feed you." He sat by the bed.

Goose bumps from a body, she appreciated your back, back, hiding in a corner: "I still don't drink, you drink, you drink."

Intuition told her.

It seems that it's definitely not a good thing. Otherwise, LAN Ziyuan would not have said that she would feed her. He definitely wanted to feed her.

"Come here." He stretched out his hand and pulled the wind from the corner of the bed to his side. The warm cup came to her lips. The cup tilted: "drink it."

Sniffed.