Sweetheart,Come Back!

The manager took out a delicate Square jewelry box from the safe and handed it to him with both hands.

The size of the box is something like rings or earrings.

Qin Jian took it and opened it. He didn't take it out to check. He just took a look at it and put it back in his pocket.

An Yin sits opposite him and doesn't see anything at all.

Is it really a wedding ring?

"Thank you." Qin Jian gets up, pulls anyin up and walks to the door.

"Mr. Qin, walk slowly." The manager got up to see him off.

Out of the jewelry shop, pull an Yin into the women's department.

The salesman came up and said, "Mr. Qin, what can I do for you?"

"Clear the market." Qin Jian's slender fingers scratched on the shelf, and his eyelids did not lift.

"Yes

All the shops here are VIP system and can be chartered.

What's more, the boss of the shopping mall came in person.

The crowd dispersed without saying a word, persuading other customers to leave.

Qin Jian ignored the busy staff around, just looked light and inspected the shelves with high-end women's clothes.

Anyin's mood almost reached the extreme, and she didn't want to read his mind. She felt like a dog in his hand. Wherever he went, she was dragged by him. As for what he wanted, it had nothing to do with her.

She put a finger on Qin's head and put it on her head

She knew that he always hated her school uniform, but she didn't want to change it.

When I came out of school, I didn't wear school uniform when I went back to qinzhai. Instead, I wore this kind of dress with tens of thousands of yuan. I was told that everything was wrong.

Qin Jian saw an Yin clubbed and motionless, frowned and looked at her coldly.

An Yin was looked at by him, his back chills, but don't open his face, motionless.

He can be mean to her, but she doesn't want to lose her self-esteem and lose her remaining pride.

Qin Jian staring at her, suddenly cold mouth, "close monitoring."

The shop assistant was stunned and didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't dare to ask. He quickly turned off all the cameras in the women's clothing department.

"Mr. Qin, all monitoring has been turned off."

Qin Jian said: "all out, without my permission, no one is allowed to come in, peeping and gossip will die!"

The salesmen turned pale with fear. They bowed their heads one by one and left quickly. They left the shop and closed the door.

There were only two of them left in the women's department.

Four weeks of quiet down, even drop a needle to the ground, you can hear.

An Yin heart suddenly rises a helpless feeling.

Madman!

Anyin's patience has been ground to the extreme and began to pull her hand.

As soon as she used her hand, he let go.

So easy to get out of trouble, but let her a little surprised.

Qin Jian suddenly bent down, hugged her leg, put her on the shoulder, and walked to the fitting room.

"What are you doing? Let me down." Anyin comes back and struggles.

Qin Jian cold face, ignore, kick open the door of the dressing room, she threw her in, his tall body also blocked in.

He is not in the mood to talk to her about skin, she does not change, he helps her change.

Grasp her skirt to both sides of a point, action is not a bit gentle.

No matter how she resisted, in the blink of an eye, she was stripped clean from top to bottom.

He threw her school uniform out of the fitting room with the cotton inner I garment inside. She saw a flash of fire under his eyes, his face changed slightly, and his heart jumped away. He was afraid that he was here