——Bad bun, why didn’t you give it to me when you bought it? Hit you pp

——Wow! You haven’t slept yet! I wonder if you have a high fever now? Put down your hands quickly, roll into bed and sleep!

——I don’t want to listen to you, answer my question quickly! Why didn’t you give it to me some time ago?

——Because every time I want to take you out to see you off, I always forget about it. I tell you today because I want you to call me and remind me on the day you go back to school so that you can remember to bring it to you.

——Sure enough, steamed buns do not exist without heads...

——You are irritating me, so I won’t bring it to you!

——If you don’t bring it to me, I won’t give you HTC’s latest mobile phone.

There are still many ways to deal with Su Xiaohui and Yuquan.

——What! You want to give me the latest HTC mobile phone! (￣口￣)

——Yes~ Do you want it?

--want to

——Then call him “good husband”(￣3￣)

——Good husband~Good husband~Good husband~Husband, you are the best

Su Xiaohui's flattery skills are first-rate

——Well, you are so good. I will buy it for you after returning to school.

——Ah ah ah, Quan is so nice╭(╯3╰)╮

——Just know that I’m fine. By the way, winter is coming soon. Why don’t you knit me a scarf╭(╯3╰)╮

The sweater Su Xiaohui knitted for Yu Quan last year is still well taken care of by Yu Quan.

Although the sweater was knitted and didn't look like something a human could wear, Yu Quan cherished it very much.

——But everyone says that my knitting skills are not good. Why don’t I ask Zhien to knit it for you? She is very good at knitting sweaters.

——I don’t want that yellow-faced woman to weave it, I want you to weave it

(Lan Zhien: Damn it! You are such a shameless woman!)

——But my skills are not good...

——I still want it even if my skills are poor, because it was knitted for me by a little bumpkin from home.

——(￣︶￣) Why are you so eloquent? I will tell you this sentence!

——Great! I’m waiting for the worst ‘Little Bumpkin’ brand scarf in the world

——You are so damned that you will die!

Just when Yu Quan and Su Xiaohui were chatting happily, the housekeeper came in with a bowl of hot noodles: "Xiao Quan, it's time to eat noodles. I specially asked Mrs. Lin to put a lot of thin noodles for you."

"Okay, I'll eat right away." Yu Quan smiled at Lin Bo and sent the last text message to Su Xiaohui.

——I’m going to have supper first. You should go to bed early. Good night.

After putting down his phone, Yu Quan stepped forward to take the noodles, sat on the sofa in the room and started eating them.

"Were you texting with Miss Xiaohui just now?" Uncle Li smiled with Bagua.

"Yes," Yu Quan said while eating noodles, with a beautiful curve on his lips. "She said she bought me a pair of pajamas and gave them to me on the day I returned to school."

"Hey, just a pair of pajamas will make you so happy." Uncle Li laughed. This Xiaoquan, no matter what Miss Xiaohui gave him, he treasured it very dearly.

"Xiaohui also gave me a pair of pajamas sincerely." Yu Quan smiled happily. The hot smoke coming out of the noodles blurred his vision: "Moreover, Xiaohui's position in my heart is just like that of Uncle Li."
Chapter completed!