The man asked shamelessly.

Ning'an was helpless, very helpless.

He has asked her this question many times today.

"I didn't buy it. I don't know what you like. I don't know your preferences at all."

"We have been married for half a year and you don't even know what I like. Ning An, how do you behave as a wife?" Song Shaoyan was very angry.

"Song Shaoyan, of course some people know your preferences and remember them. But I don't want to waste energy on things that I don't care about."

"No, you go back to the mall. No matter what today, I want to see the gift."

"Song Shaoyan, are you three years old?"

childish.

So childish!

What does he lack? He, Mr. Song, lacks nothing!

"It's okay if you don't give it. If you can't see the gift, you will be the gift tonight."

Ning'an: "..."

She knew that Song Shaoyan was unreasonable.

Especially to her.

In bed, he never cared about her feelings.

There is only what he wants and nothing he cannot have.

If he doesn't stop, she's not allowed to say no.

And this man is a beast in bed.

"I'll buy it." Ning An compromised, with tiredness on his face, "I'm very tired today, can you let me sleep alone tonight."

"It depends on my mood."

On the other end of the phone, the man's mood has indeed improved.

Ning'an is helpless, deeply helpless.

She had no choice but to drive the car to a shopping mall to buy a birthday gift for Song Shaoyan.

After Ning An left, Ye Jiaqi also took a taxi home.

She hung all the clothes she bought in the closet.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, and this year I have to celebrate the Chinese New Year alone again.

Once you get used to it, it won't matter anymore.

After all, there will be many years to come when she will be alone.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqi saw the paper-cut given to her by the little Santa Claus in the amusement park.

The paper cutting is very beautiful and she can stick it on the window.

suddenly--

Ye Jiaqi realized that he hadn't looked carefully before, but now he took a serious look.

On the paper-cut window, two small words were cut: Qiqi.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't help but take a closer look. It was true.

Seventy-seven.

Ye Jiaqi thought about it, could that little Santa Claus be——

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi felt angry and funny.

It's Xiaofanfan.

She just said, when did the amusement park become so sensational?

Thinking of that little guy, Ye Jiaqi felt a little uncomfortable.

She hasn't seen him for several months.

Her feelings for Qiao Chengfan are very complicated, so complicated that she herself is running away from them.

Ye Jiaqi put the paper-cut away, and suddenly he was reluctant to stick it to the window.

She tidied up the rental house again.

While sorting out You Pianran's things, Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat. Pianran's cell phone couldn't be reached and there was no news.

Why hasn't this girl come back yet...

She misses her.

Ye Jiaqi packed her things sadly. Her eye sockets were shallow and she shed tears while packing.

Wiping it with my hand, my face was covered with tears.

…

After Ye Jiaqi rejected Huo Jingyi, Huo Jingyi launched an even more intense pursuit.

Make a phone call to Ye Jiaqi every day and send Ye Jiaqi a gift every day.

Moreover, he tried various tricks to make Ye Jiaqi happy.

After five days of this, Ye Jiaqi felt sorry for Huo Jingyi.

She planned to make it clear to him.

"Huo Jingyi, are you free? Let's go sit at the beach?" Ye Jiaqi asked for his opinion.

On the other side, Huo Jingyi thought he had finally moved Ye Jiaqi.

"Okay, shall I pick you up?"
Chapter completed!