Shen Weilan rubbed his palm and whispered, "buy a bag."

Three million for a bag.

Fu Siyan raised his eyes. Shen Weilan had come to him, put his hands on his shoulders and smiled.

"All right?"

She whispered.

When Fu Siyan heard her words, his heart became soft in an instant.

It's like a child asking parents, can you buy a toy or go to children's paradise?

Fu Siyan raised his hand and gently rubbed Shen Weilan's hair. His right hand gently pulled at her wrist.

Shen Weilan fell into Fu Siyan's arms.

Two people's breath sprinkled together.

The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant.

"Mine is yours. You don't need to report to me what you want to do."

"Don't say three million. You just clear my balance. I'll never say you're wrong."

I can only blame myself for not having enough money for Shen Weilan.

But I will never say that Shen Weilan can spend too much.

His eyes are too gentle.

She was too strong and forced to smile.

So the two people collided together, just like Shen Weilan standing alone in the cold winter.

When she shivered, she felt like she was going to fall.

He took a cup of hot tea and a cup of coffee, which warmed Shen Weilan's whole body and mind.

Shen Weilan's nose was sour in an instant. He held Fu Siyan tightly and didn't want to let go.

When things are good at home.

Shen Weilan often flirts with Shen Ying.

The new bag just came out is more than 100000. Shen Weilan likes it.

He went to ask Shen Ying. At first, Shen Ying disagreed.

But as soon as Shen Weilan is coquettish, she can pour Shen Ying a cup of tea and play chess with Shen Ying.

It made Shen Ying happy.

Shen Ying asked and agreed with her to buy it.

Now think about it.

In fact, some people really treat you when they treat you.

Even if you go your separate ways in the end, great changes have taken place.

But the kindness to you was sincere.

So Shen Weilan is always soft hearted and ruthless.

Like song Wanjun.

Shen Weilan used to be the kind of little princess who was held in the palm of her hand.

Song Wanjun grew up afraid of any harm to her.

There's an old saying.

——I'm afraid of melting in my mouth and I'm afraid of pain in my hand.

Yes, song Wanjun is like this to Shen Weilan.

But Shen Weilan didn't expect that the person who treated you at the beginning was so ruthless in the end.

She seemed to have picked it up, as if she were not her own.

It makes people feel cold.

Although she knew that song Wanjun had a hard time at Jing's house, she shouldn't bother.

But as long as you think that song Wanjun is devoted to the Jing family, even hurt herself at any cost.

Shen Weilan can't understand, can't understand.

"Go home early and have a rest. I'm tired all day."

Fu Siyan looked at Shen Weilan.

I can see that Shen Weilan is also very tired.

Especially dark circles.

"I heard there was an explosion last night, and your emergency department blew up again."

Fu Siyan stirred the broken hair in her ear.

Shen Weilan nodded obediently.

"Remember to ask for leave tomorrow to attend Mr. jingjuchuan's funeral."

Shen Weilan lowered his head and couldn't help laughing.

"Jing Juchuan, how can he accept the farewell ceremony you fu Siyan held for him."

Fu Siyan just patted Shen Weilan's head.

"OK, I'll ask Ye Qi to take you back."

"OK, I'll cook dinner in the evening. Let's have dinner together!"

"Don't ask Ye Qi to eat by yourself in the evening."

Shen Weilan talks to Fu Siyan about dinner while walking.

Ye Qi on one side was moved to tears.

But Fu Siyan glanced here and was silent.

Moved?

Dare not move

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