The door was gently pushed open, and then he helped two braided little heads quietly penetrate in. He looked around for a while and finally saw the figure in front of the window. The little man quietly pushed open the door, then walked in, and closed the door considerately.

"Brother Jing——" The soft and glutinous voice seemed particularly loud and nice in the quiet room, and there was an unconcealed excitement in the voice.

Ye Jing, who was standing in front of the window, turned a blind eye and stared out the window, his small body standing straight.

"Brother Jing——" Even though he was not surprised to ignore Ye Jing, Huanhuan's tone could not hide his loss and grievance.

The next moment, Huanhuan cheered up, took out the thing hidden behind her, and delivered it to Ye Jing with both hands: "Look, this is what I asked my father to buy, and it was given to Brother Jing."

A white gift box with exquisite square packaging is also equipped with a big red bow on it. It looks noble but is a bit alternative.

Ye Jing still didn't respond, and even his eyes never wavered.

Huanhuan was unmoved, squatted down and put the box on the ground and started to take it apart. At the same time, she explained: "Even my brother doesn't have that annoying thing, I saw it from my father's collection. I guarantee that Brother Jing will be very handsome when I pick it up."

As he said that, Huanhuan had already opened the box with his fingers and feet. The things inside were really scary.

Huanhuan lifted the opened gift box again and put it in front of Ye Jing, so that he could see it more carefully: "Brother Jing, look--"

Because the box almost hits his face, it is difficult for Ye Jing to not pay attention, but he was stunned by a glance inadvertently.

I was delighted to see that Ye Jing's expressionless face finally had a different expression. Huanhuan was extremely proud, as if she had done such a great thing, so she worked harder to introduce her gift:

"Are handsome? I knew Brother Jing would definitely like it." After saying that, he raised one of the hand holding the box, but because he was subjected to gravity just after leaving the box, the box that had lost its support fell from that small hand for granted, which shows that the box has a certain weight.

Huanhuan wanted to pick it up, but she seemed even more busy after changing it. But the next moment, the box stopped steadily in Huanhuan's hand. She looked up and saw that Ye Jing had already looked at her. No, to be precise, it should be the box in her hand, or the thing in the box.

It was an exquisite silver pistol, very beautiful and very finely made. The total length of the gun body is about '0mm and the barrel length is 152mm.

Ye Jingqing couldn't help but stretch out his right hand to touch the gun body, while his other hand dragged the bottom of the box with Huanhuan. The touch was cold, and he tried to take the gun into his hand, but the heavy weight could hardly be held.

In this moment, Ye Jing's unremitting eyes suddenly lit up and disappeared.

Looking at the gun in his hand in a daze, Ye Jing knew that this was not true, but his innate nature and every man's dream, even though he was only six years old. Before that, Ye Jing had never had any gun toys. One reason was that those toy guns seemed so naive to him, and the other reason was that the conditions at home did not allow it, subconsciously forced himself not to pay attention.

When this high-simulation pistol was held in his hand, Ye Jing was still extremely excited. After all, this high-simulation pistol was obviously not the kind of toy sold in the store, but was so realistic that it was almost the same as the real thing, and the price must be quite expensive.

Seeing that Ye Jing kept looking at the pistol and didn't say anything, Huanhuan thought the other party didn't like it, so she asked carefully: "Brother Jing, do you like it?"

Ye Jing still ignored it, but searched for the information in his mind. In fact, he knew the origin of the simulated pistol in front of him without searching.

The ‘Desert Eagle’ is the most famous product of the Israeli MRI. It is almost all the treasures that all the gun lovers dream of, and is also a legendary existence in the pistol series. In addition to its exquisite and powerful appearance, its firepower is also known as a small mortar, and its influence can be imagined.

Because of the family conditions, Ye Jing can only learn from the book that he actually likes pistols, but not the kind of toy guns, but real ones. But at the same time, Ye Jing also knew that pistols are forbidden to be hidden in China, so even if he dreamed, he knew that they would not be able to own them. However, at this moment, even a imitation gun made Ye Jing feel extremely excited.

It is impossible not to say that Huanhuan’s gift was a coincidence, which is one of the few things that Ye Jing was interested in. Of course, will anyone give high-impact pistols as gifts? And it’s a child? The answer is naturally no. But Huanhuan is not an ordinary child? And Ye Jing’s preferences are not comparable to those of ordinary people. So there is such a scene of a coincidence.

After understanding what he wanted to know, Ye Jing remembered Huanhuan's existence and finally gave the other party the first eye from coming in to now.

When he met Ye Jing's gaze, Huanhuan felt a sense of joy, but before he could say anything, he was destroyed by the other party's next sentence.

"I'm not familiar with you."

When Huanhuan heard this, she felt very aggrieved. She had never suffered such grievances in her hands by Yu Ziqing and Yin Shangxi? She had never suffered such grievances even when facing Beibei. However, even though she knew that Ye Jing was cold from the beginning, Huanhuan still stole the other party, just because she had an inexplicable favor for the little brother she had just met this dish. She always liked to give the best to the other party and try to perform as best as possible in front of the other party, just to attract the other party's attention, even if it was just a look.

Yes, I had thought of it for a long time, but Huanhuan still felt wronged except for grievances. She tried again and again to prevent herself from crying in front of Ye Jing. If it were Yu Ziqing or anyone else, she would have cried a long time ago, and I don’t know why she didn’t want to cry in front of Ye Jing.

Looking at the villain half a head shorter than him in front of him, he seemed to cry because of his words, but he held it back. Ye Jing felt a little embarrassed and even felt that he had said it? If Huanhuan really cried, I am afraid he would ignore it, right?

Ye Jing pursed his lips and said, "Since it was yours, I'll accept it."

It sounds reluctant, but it doesn't mean it doesn't mean it doesn't like it. Although Ye Jing never takes other people's things randomly, the Huanhuan in front of him made him unable to say anything he refused.

Ignoring Ye Jing's thoughts, Huanhuan was instantly ecstatic when she heard Ye Jing say this, as if she had done something and was praised.

"That's great, I knew Brother Jing must like it."
Chapter completed!