"Give it to me?"
He was surprised.
"It's a pity to throw away the gift. It's a tie and two pairs of socks. I saw those socks. They sell them for 99 a pair. It's a bargain for you."
Bo Yanqing twitched the corner of his mouth. , "Thank you."
Bo Yuman said grandly: "Brother, why are you so polite!"
"I don't lack these two pairs of socks. You can take them back to--"
"Jiaojiao, have you tried on all the clothes I asked them to send back?"
"Me? ?" Nan Jiaojiao was flattered, "Did the second sister buy it for me?"
"Who else would I sell it to you? You are the darling of the whole family now. I also miss you. Go shopping by yourself. I haven’t bought many of them, but the clothes are really good-looking. They will definitely look good on you, and you will be fooled by others. My sister doesn’t know what style you like, so she bought them all. You can try them when you are free, and leave what you like. If you don’t like it, throw it all to the mistress and let him deal with it.”
Nan Jiaojiao has a low pursuit of clothes. Since she was a child, she has always worn custom-made items given by her grandfather and uncle, and then she wore her own designs for a while. After the freshness of the clothes had passed, she became lazy again. Anyway, her uncle made them for her every year, and Bo Yanqing also gave them to her, so she had no shortage of clothes to wear.
Unexpectedly, Bo Yuman spent a whole day thinking about her, but her heart ached.
"What about the second sister?"
"I bought a few old men's shirts, as long as they can be worn."
Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, really Words are poor.
Bo Yanqing suddenly asked: "So this is a gift for Jiao Bao'er to buy clothes?"
"What else?" Bo Yuman tilted her eyes at him, "Aren't you going to throw it away?"
"No, I just have these two pairs of socks."
Bo Yuman said back to him "Haha", then he pulled Nan Jiaojiao in affectionately.
"Second sister, have you eaten yet? I left a barbecue for you. If you can still eat it, I will help you bake it." "Didn't eat it!"
"Then I'll get it!"
Nan Jiaojiao ran back. When she came out, she was followed by two servants, but she had more things in her hands than the two of them combined.
I don’t know how she ran away, her hands were piled up like Jenga, but she didn’t even drop them.
Bo Yanqing didn't want to let his baby work. As soon as he saw the person, he went over, took the things from her hands, and placed them one by one by the barbecue.
He didn’t leave anyone to wait on him, so he specially changed into a short-sleeved polo shirt to facilitate the barbecue.
Bo Yuman took Nan Jiaojiao to sit aside and wait. After chatting for a long time, she remembered that there was someone next to her.
"Song Yuan..."
Bo Yuman's eyes were looking at something close, but she didn't expect to be in the air. She raised her head to look for her, but she didn't expect that Song Yuan was still there, looking at her with red eyes. , Bo Yuman felt a rare moment of embarrassment, and unconsciously said in a soft tone, "Come over and eat something together, Jiaojiao is more prepared."
It would be better not to say the next sentence, but Song Yuan was filled with hatred after hearing this. His teeth were itching and he was angry and refused to go away.
“No, I won’t eat it.”
"Oh, you're tired too. Go back to your room and rest early."
Song Yuan: "..."
That's it?
Can’t she even have a temper?
After all, he dragged her around for a whole day on purpose, and drank a cup of coffee in the middle of the trip. Her stomach growled with hunger, but she didn't believe Bo Yuman didn't hear it.
Forget it if you don't coax her, just follow her words and drive her back to the room. Why is your emotional intelligence so low?
Song Yuan looked at Bo Yanqing. From now on, he has not even looked at him. He is either looking at Nan Jiaojiao or playing with those broken barbecues. She is angry and unwilling to suffer a day of injustice. Yes, she was in such a pitiful state at this time that she didn't want to go back in such a dejected state. (End of this chapter)