Xue Cheng opened the plastic bag and saw that he was so amused and crying.

"Brother! What did you buy?"

Cheng Hao frowned and said, "What did you ask me to buy, don't I buy anything?"

Xue Cheng shook his head and said, "Oh, brother, no wonder Xiaoyuan gets angry! He is still a girl!"

Cheng Hao frowned and stared at him, and Xue Cheng had no choice but to hand him the thing: "You see it yourself!"

"This..." I just wanted to escape quickly, but I didn't think about the usage of this thing carefully.

Xue Cheng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

Cheng Hao scratched his ears and whispered: "Even if I bought the wrong one, she has a boyfriend..."

Xue Cheng was so angry that he wanted to take his anger: "I have a boyfriend, but I haven't done anything wrong! The place where she lives is thirty years behind the times! What I hate about Xiaoyuan is your messy life! If you dare to ask her like this, I will leave first. Wait for her to use a knife to chop you!"

Cheng Hao shook his head in fear. At this moment, Xiaoyuan came back.

Seeing two people standing in the living room, Xiang Xiaoyuan angrily snorted and snorted with his nose, then went straight upstairs.

Although they were despised by these two people one after another, Cheng Hao was extremely happy.

He had long left his displeasure behind today. He held the SD doll and couldn't help but smile foolishly.

The short-haired doll looked at him with a pair of ignorant eyes, and his expression looked very much like Xiaoyuan's innocent appearance. Cheng Hao held it in his arms, and he was so happy when he thought of Xiaoyuan's anger.

Although he has a lot of experience, he never cared about how many men these women have dated.

But when he was sure that Xiaoyuan was still a girl, he was so excited.

Cheng Hao discovered for the first time that he was still a Chinese man in his bones, and he would care more or less whether the person he liked was complete.

I didn't care, but I just didn't meet that person...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be happy and lowered his head. He wanted to laugh at himself. How could he be like this? He was like a high school student in love.

Love... A strange word, who has always said proudly that he would not fall in love with anyone, felt this strange feeling for the first time.

Cheng Hao raised his arm and looked at the scar that looked like a centipede. He suddenly confirmed his feelings.

Yes, I like her very much.

It took him so long to realize that he would miss her if he couldn't see her; he would feel distressed when he saw her crying; he would want to tease her when he saw her pitiful expression; he would be very scared when he saw her hurt.

If this is not considered liked, then why can you still like someone?

I am really stupid. I have been fighting against my pride. In fact, the moment I jumped off the cliff, he should understand where she is in his life.

Fu Xianlong was right. Some things were too anxious and had to be done step by step.

First of all, we have to deal with her boyfriend. This matter should be almost done if nothing unexpected happens.

But Xiaoyuan is going to be sad for a while, this is bound to be inevitable...

**

After the night's tossing, Xiang Xiaoyuan felt relieved.

It turned out that it was caused by emotional outages during menstruation, so I wanted to make her feel much more comfortable. I had nothing to do with Cheng Hao, and his life was like this, and I had seen it before.

As long as he doesn't harass himself, he shouldn't care at all, and it's not his turn to care.

Xiang Xiaoyuan calmed down for a moment and went downstairs. Seeing Cheng Hao wearing an apron in the kitchen, she was shocked.

"Do you try it, does this taste work?" Cheng Hao handed her a cup of tan liquid.

Xiaoyuan took a sip carefully and it was ginger soup, which tasted acceptable, not very strange.

Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "I tried it many times, but this time it will be basically successful."

In fact, Cheng Hao cooked ginger soup in the kitchen early in the morning. He knew that Xiaoyuan was doing menstrual period and it was beneficial to drink some ginger sugar water.

Unfortunately, his cooking skills were really bad, so he had to cook them and boil them. I don’t know how much was wasted.

"Thank you!" Xiaoyuan smiled at him.

In fact, Mr. Cheng is sometimes very good. As long as he doesn't think about his messy things, he just comforts himself, it doesn't matter how he lives.

After drinking ginger soup in Xiaoyuan, he washed his hands and made breakfast.

Cheng Hao quickly stopped her: "You are uncomfortable, go and rest!"

Xiaoyuan smiled bitterly: "How can you be so cute? It's like this every month. Don't you eat or wash clothes?"

Xiaoyuan felt quite embarrassed to let others talk about their menstrual periods.

Cheng Hao looked at Xiaoyuan who was indifferent and sighed softly.

"Xiaoyuan, sometimes women should live a more delicate life, so don't make people think that you can carry it yourself even if the sky falls. This is actually quite hurting the man's self-esteem."

After hearing what he said, Xiaoyuan burst into laughter: "The sky cannot fall, don't worry. Maybe I have been taught to be self-reliant and independent since I was a child, so that I can have an independent personality."

Cheng Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I can't tell you."

Only then did Xue Cheng yawn out of the guest room: "Let's go out and eat!"

Cheng Hao looked at Xiaoyuan and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

The three of them went for morning tea.

After breakfast, Cheng Hao and Xue Cheng were going to work overtime and go shopping in Xiaoyuan.

I haven't come out for a long time to go shopping with my sisters. Xiaoyuan can't remember when it happened.

I am always busy and I am here on weekends. I can’t watch movies and go shopping together with Liang Jingtao like ordinary couples. It seems that I have not spent much time with him yet with Cheng Hao.

Thinking that Zhong Yuan was about to get married, Xiaoyuan sighed, not knowing when his love will be achieved.

While thinking, she wandered to a clothing store and took a fancy to a small light blue sweater.

I haven't bought clothes for a long time. Although it's a bit expensive, it's acceptable.

Thinking of Cheng Hao's eyes not blinking when he bought clothes, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

It was time to give him a final warning, his cloakroom was so much that he could not fit. You know, his cloakroom was a whole room!

Do these rich people like to buy clothes so much?

The last time I went to Ni Kun's house, he had more clothes than Cheng Hao's, and the cloakroom was 60 or 70 square meters.

However, he was much cleaner than Cheng Hao. Although he had more clothes, he was all well organized. The rows of coats and plaid leather shoes looked spotless and comfortable.

Unlike Cheng Hao, he always had to help him clean up every time he came. His pants and shirts were mixed together, which made Xiaoyuan's teeth hurt.
Chapter completed!