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Chapter 110: Sister Nian engages in wholesale gift giving

After saying that, he held the brooch that Qiao Nian bought for him with a shy look on his face, and asked embarrassedly: "Can sister help me put it on? I can't wear it."

What a fuck!

Jiang Li added in his heart.

The people in the Ye family have high IQs, and Ye Qichen is no exception. He can even assemble the gun he disassembled at a young age. Now he says he can't wear a brooch, so who are you lying to!

He just tricked Qiao Nian. He watched his sister walk over and asked in a gentle voice: "Which one do you want to wear first?"

Her white face was only a few centimeters away from her. Ye Qichen's heart beat so hard that he blushed, his face was red, and he stretched out his hand and chose a brooch with a cat pattern: "This."

Qiao Nian picked up the brooch in the palm of his hand and put it on him. He also adjusted his position, straightened his waist and bent the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

He also gave a thumbs up and said to the little man on the bed: "It looks good, very well-behaved."

Ye Qichen pursed his lips and fell in love with his eyebrows. He cherished the kitten on his chest. He loved it so much that he blinked his eyes, for fear that he would not be worthy of the kitten anymore, so he asked nervously: "Really? Really?"

Does it look good?"

Qiao Nian put her one hand in her pocket, beautiful and cool, gave him a positive look: "If you don't believe me, ask your uncle."

Ye Qichen took her words as an imperial edict and immediately turned his head and asked his uncle: "Uncle, does this look good when I wear it?"

Ye Wangchuan looked at his show-off appearance and felt sour in his heart. His narrow eyes were deep, and he narrowed his eyes and narrowed: "It's okay, next time I change my clothes, it's better for you to wear a more well-behaved clothes."

"Oh." Ye Qichen said to Gu San without thinking: "Then I will buy a kitten T-shirt next time."

Gu San felt sorry for Mr. Ye in his heart, thinking that Mr. Ye repeatedly told the young master that he would wear some cute clothes. Why did the young master say that he is a boy? Which man is wearing a real man and a woman?

Like.

Tigers are reluctant to wear them, and now they are proactively asking to wear cat clothes.

Alas, Old Mrs. Ye is miserable.

Jiang Li looked at him and couldn't help but say to Qiao Nian: "Niannian, only Chenchen has a gift, where is mine?"

Qiao Nian remembered it and immediately said, "Oh, I remembered it, I bought you a gift."

Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, did Jiang Li have it?

What about his?

As soon as he pursed his lips, his handsome face, which was clearly contoured, seemed to be a little tightened, and the air seemed to be much colder.

Qiao Nian took out three boxes from the bag next to her, and it was like a wholesale, and each person stuffed one for them.

"I saw this when I was shopping. It looked pretty good, so I bought one for you one."

Jiang Li thought he was the only one who had it. When he saw that Master Wang had it, he felt unbalanced. When he saw it, he looked again, fuck, even Gu San has his share!

He held his mouth and opened his black brocade box. The black bracelet inside was simple in style, low-key and light, and seemed to be a brand item.

He couldn't remember what brand it was, and he vaguely remembered that the price was not cheap.

"Do I have one too?" Gu San took it over and saw the box. His style was similar to Jiang Li. He knew this brand and was of the same level as Seven, and they were all high-end luxury goods.

One genuine product costs at least 100,000 yuan.

Where did Miss Qiao get so much money? She can’t buy A-go, right?

He remembered that there was a store in the Ringcheng that specialized in selling high-end A-quality goods. Many young girls like to go there to consume. In addition to the high-quality imitation, the store has all kinds of authentic packaging and gift boxes, which looks similar to the authentic ones.
Chapter completed!
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