The waiter was very young and seemed a little stupid. Ding Yiyi hurriedly got up and grabbed the paper to help Aoxue wipe the stains on her body, and said to the waiter: "It's okay, I'm here, you can go first."

The waiter nodded. He took two steps and suddenly turned around, but saw the woman who had been sprinkled with juice from him looking at the woman who was lowering her head and rubbing the stains on her.

As if he noticed his gaze, the woman looked up at him, her eyes were indescribable, and even a curved corner of her mouth was drawn. He trembled all over and turned around and left quickly.

In the clothing store, Ding Yiyi was choosing a tie, and a shopping guide came over, "You gave it to the gentleman. This tie is very popular. It has been discounted in the past few days, and it only costs 1,500 yuan."

She smiled and nodded, lowered her head and chose a tie, then said, "I want this one."

The door of the wooden locker room opened, Aoxue walked out in a red skirt, her hair hanging from both sides of her cheeks, and her expression was a little unclear.

Ding Yiyi hurriedly moved her gaze away and smiled and said, "How do you choose the red one?"

Her heart was always inspiring. The adult Aoxue always liked the bright color of red, so Aoxue in front of her began to make her unfamiliar again.

Aoxue walked to the mirror and turned around. Her voice was as soft as a feather flying across the lake, "Sister, do I look good?"

After saying that, she said playfully again, "Sister, where is my doll, I want my doll!"

The shopping guides of Yipeng looked at the girl in red in surprise, with a hint of sympathy in their eyes. Although they received a salary of several thousand yuan a month, they looked at the one in front of them with value.

Wan, but the women who are fools still sympathize with each other, as if they were waiting for her to leave and say happily behind her, "What's the use of being rich? Health is the most important thing."

When he got home, Aoxue sat quietly on the sofa. The sound of ping-pong came from the kitchen, and Ding Yiyi was cooking.

Her eyes were on the gift box on the coffee table. The gift box was beige and was packaged very delicately. The wooden textured gift box said, "For the person you love the most."

Those words hurt her. She took the gift box expressionlessly, slowly opened it, then looked at the tie in the box and lost consciousness, then raised her hand.

Ye Nianmo came back again in the middle of the night. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a petite figure lying on the bar. He was obviously drowsy, but he still shook his head from time to time to try to wake him up.

He walked up to her, looked down at the person who was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly wanted to kiss her.

It was not until his lips collided that he had been restless for a day and he was really calmed down. The confused man suddenly opened his eyes widened, and his eyes also had a little more smile.

Ding Yiyi suddenly woke up, subconsciously wanted to get up, but almost fell down with the chair. Fortunately, Ye Nianmo had been prepared for a long time and had already put her waist on her waist when she woke up.

Her feet were off the ground and he was carried directly to the sofa. As soon as she lay on the sofa, something hard hit her back. She hurriedly said, "I have something to give to you."

"What?" Ye Nianmo gasped, with a hint of desire and wolfishness in his eyes.

His hands wandered gently, Ding Yiyi couldn't help but whimper, and her voice was also rushing, "Sorry, my words yesterday hurt you, I didn't mean that."
Chapter completed!