Chapter 227: Slap in the face [1]
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
The little seahorse is made of blue and white broken diamonds. It is not big, but it is more delicate and cute.
Coupled with the cute and lovely expression on his face, it seems that a touch of spring breeze can make people's hearts cute.
A man stood not far away.
Obviously Ye Wangchuan.
He is wearing a blue shirt today. The shirt has a great sense of design, and the hem on the left and right sides is asymmetrical.His slender and well-proportioned long legs were wrapped under the jeans and casually laid aside.
Holding a mobile phone in his hand, half-closed his eyelids as if reading news, and wearing a silver bracelet between his white wrist bones, the most conspicuous thing is the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist bone, with red tassels hanging down, inexplicably gorgeous.
Qiao Nian recognized at a glance that the shirt he was wearing was bought for him by herself.
After bumping into Fu Ge that day, they changed a store. They wanted to buy him a watch, but they accidentally saw the one when they passed by a clothing store owned by Seven.
At that time, there was a similar women's model in it. She tried it out and bought it because it looked pretty good.
Coincidentally, she is wearing that women's dress today.
Qiao Nian twitched her temples.
For no reason, I thought of three words - couple outfits!
Coupled with Chenchen's blue and white striped hospital gown, the three of them can form a family today.
The idea just came to her, and she dismissed it immediately.
It's just a coincidence.
He himself said that they are good friends, the kind of good friends who have a common nephew.
Qiao Nian didn't think about it any more.
Just at this time, Gu San's message came in quietly.
Qiao Nian exited the picture, squinted his eyes, and answered him in a wicked way.
She just finished replying to the message. On the other side, Gu San raised his head, and said to the man deliberately rubbing against the camera: "Master Wang, Miss Qiao told you to stand farther next time, so that you don't block the young master's camera."
As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to be a few degrees colder.
A careless eye knife flew back.
Gu San stopped talking embarrassingly by himself, hurriedly returned the mobile phone to Ye Qichen who was happy alone, and slipped away faster than anyone else: "Young master, take your mobile phone, go back to Miss Qiao by yourself."
Ye Qichen got the phone by himself. He was embarrassed to send Qiao Nian a selfie of himself, but now he thought about it, raised the phone to his face, took a photo with blushing cheeks and sent it.
……
Not long after Qiao Nian sent back the message, he received his cute selfie.
The little guy's pink and tender face was aimed at the camera, his skin was so delicate that no pores could be seen, and the shadow of a mobile phone was printed in a pair of big grape-like eyes.
As cute as a little apple.
This time there are no 'superfluous' people in his photo.
Ding.
Qiao Nian's phone rang again.
After a while, Ye Qichen's message came in again.
Momojiu is an internet term he just learned from Jiang Li.
It is said that girls
Coupled with the cute and lovely expression on his face, it seems that a touch of spring breeze can make people's hearts cute.
A man stood not far away.
Obviously Ye Wangchuan.
He is wearing a blue shirt today. The shirt has a great sense of design, and the hem on the left and right sides is asymmetrical.His slender and well-proportioned long legs were wrapped under the jeans and casually laid aside.
Holding a mobile phone in his hand, half-closed his eyelids as if reading news, and wearing a silver bracelet between his white wrist bones, the most conspicuous thing is the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist bone, with red tassels hanging down, inexplicably gorgeous.
Qiao Nian recognized at a glance that the shirt he was wearing was bought for him by herself.
After bumping into Fu Ge that day, they changed a store. They wanted to buy him a watch, but they accidentally saw the one when they passed by a clothing store owned by Seven.
At that time, there was a similar women's model in it. She tried it out and bought it because it looked pretty good.
Coincidentally, she is wearing that women's dress today.
Qiao Nian twitched her temples.
For no reason, I thought of three words - couple outfits!
Coupled with Chenchen's blue and white striped hospital gown, the three of them can form a family today.
The idea just came to her, and she dismissed it immediately.
It's just a coincidence.
He himself said that they are good friends, the kind of good friends who have a common nephew.
Qiao Nian didn't think about it any more.
Just at this time, Gu San's message came in quietly.
Qiao Nian exited the picture, squinted his eyes, and answered him in a wicked way.
She just finished replying to the message. On the other side, Gu San raised his head, and said to the man deliberately rubbing against the camera: "Master Wang, Miss Qiao told you to stand farther next time, so that you don't block the young master's camera."
As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to be a few degrees colder.
A careless eye knife flew back.
Gu San stopped talking embarrassingly by himself, hurriedly returned the mobile phone to Ye Qichen who was happy alone, and slipped away faster than anyone else: "Young master, take your mobile phone, go back to Miss Qiao by yourself."
Ye Qichen got the phone by himself. He was embarrassed to send Qiao Nian a selfie of himself, but now he thought about it, raised the phone to his face, took a photo with blushing cheeks and sent it.
……
Not long after Qiao Nian sent back the message, he received his cute selfie.
The little guy's pink and tender face was aimed at the camera, his skin was so delicate that no pores could be seen, and the shadow of a mobile phone was printed in a pair of big grape-like eyes.
As cute as a little apple.
This time there are no 'superfluous' people in his photo.
Ding.
Qiao Nian's phone rang again.
After a while, Ye Qichen's message came in again.
Momojiu is an internet term he just learned from Jiang Li.
It is said that girls
