Ye Lancheng: What bag? What lipstick?

Xia Jingze:...

My brother, you should really thank your sister-in-law for marrying you, otherwise you will be destined to be lonely.

Xia Jingze has a lot of familiar things: Coach, LV, Chanel, Dior, Hermes, Prada...

Ye Lancheng received a list sent by Xia Jingze, glanced casually, and then copied and pasted it to Lao Jiu.

Lao Jiu was confused: Young Master, what is this?

Ye Lancheng: Buy these brands of bags and lipsticks.

Lao Jiu: Buy all of them?

Ye Lancheng: Yes.

Lao Jiu: OK, I will arrange it tomorrow.

Ye Lancheng: Buy it now, I will see it at home tomorrow morning.

Lao Jiu:...

Young Master, do you know what time it is now? Is the mall closed?

However, no matter how much Lao Jiu complains, he will reply in seconds: Yes, the eldest son.

Ye Lancheng pressed to knock down the phone, turned on the vibrating point and threw the phone on the bedside table. When she turned her head to see An Zhisu, she was already asleep.

Ye Lancheng:...

Are you really angry? Who can sleep so well when you get angry?

Ye Lancheng looked at the pillow that was standing between him and his little wife, and felt it was annoying when he saw it. So he stretched out his hand and picked it up and threw it on the ground.

Now it looked much more pleasing to the eyes, but there was still a distance between the couple. He looked at this gap again and didn't like it. After waiting for a while, he saw that his little wife was really asleep, so he began to drag her into his arms. An Zhisu had always been sleeping well beside Ye Lancheng, but he didn't realize it. When Ye Lancheng dragged her into his arms, she habitually raised her legs and put them on her waist. Obviously, she had forgotten that she had said that she would not be allowed to hug her.

Her words have been made.

Ye Lancheng raised his lips and turned off the main light of the bedroom. She surrounded the little wife and closed her eyes under the dim balcony wall light.

...

The next day.

An Zhisu stood in front of the bathroom and brushed her teeth, while brushing her teeth while seriously thinking about a question. Last night, she clearly drew 38th parallel with Ye Lancheng. Why did she hugged Ye Lancheng and sleep again when she opened her eyes?

No, to be precise, she was unilaterally lying on her house like a koala, lying flat, sleeping very gentlemanly, and she didn't even put her hands on her waist.

An Zhisu was very confused. Her pillow was thrown on the ground on her side. Could it be that she threw it herself when she was asleep, and she thought that the pillow had prevented her from hiking into Ye Lancheng's arms?

Alas, it's so shameful!

An Zhisu spit out a mouthful of toothpaste foam. She also righteously prohibited others from hugging her. As a result, she got better by herself. She didn't hold on for half a night and went to hug her. She was so shameless.

An Zhisu blushed her teeth, washed her face with red face, blushed her face with red face, blushed her face with red face to protect her skin. She pretended that nothing had happened before and calmly went downstairs.

Then, she was shocked.

There were rows of bags and lipsticks neatly placed on the floor downstairs, like soldiers lined up, spectacular and unified.

An Zhisu rubbed her eyes, could she still dream?

However, when she opened her eyes again, the bags and lipstick on the floor were still lying neatly, none of them were missing.

An Zhisu dropped his chin in shock and ran over to take a look. Good guys, they are all big names.

"Ye Lancheng..." An Zhisu shouted loudly.

"Hmm?" Ye Lancheng's voice came from the kitchen.

"Where did these bags and lipsticks come out? Are you planning to transform into a micro-business? You are so neatly taking photos." An Zhisu asked in surprise.

Ye Lancheng:...

What kind of brain circuit is this? Shouldn't you scream in surprise when you see these things? Shouldn't you come over and give him a good morning kiss and say husband, do you love you so much? What the hell is WeChat business? "It looks like it's real, Ye Lancheng, where did you change these?" An Zhisu picked up a Coach bag casually and looked at it. Although she had no research on these big-name bags, she could still tell the truth and fake.

.

Ye Lancheng:...

What does it look like a real thing? Is it good?

"I gave it to you." Ye Lancheng endured an old mouthful of blood and interrupted An Zhisu's messy guess.

An Zhisu:...

An Zhisu ORZ, his tone rose by an octave: "What I gave to me? All of them?"

"Yes." Ye Lancheng asked, "Are you happy?"

An Zhisu: "Tell the truth?"

Ye Lancheng turned around and glanced at her: "Yes."

An Zhisu said weakly: "To be honest, you might as well discount it for me."

Ye Lancheng:...

Can you still be more vulgar?

An Zhisu was very distressed: "Who gave you a bad idea? If you want to coax me, you can send me red envelopes. One doesn't work, two doesn't work, and three doesn't work. If it doesn't work, the next red envelope rain. After all, I'll just just coax it."

Ye Lancheng had a dark face: "Superficial!"

An Zhisu retorted: "Send these more superficial? Am I the kind of person who can coax it with a bag and lipstick?"

Ye Lancheng: "Haha."

An Zhisu: "Hehe, let's forget it this time. For the sake of your sincere gift, I will reluctantly accept it."

Ye Lancheng hehe: "I have to thank you?"

An Zhisu waved his hand: "A couple is together, why are you polite?"

Ye Lancheng: "Show up."

An Zhisu was just showing off. He was in a good mood and took out his phone and took a photo of the bag lipstick on the floor, and posted it decisively on WeChat Moments.

Caption: Am I the kind of person who can coax it with a bag and lipstick?

A minute later, the comments exploded.

Song Jiaren: The second in the first row, the third in the second row, the first in the third row, the second in the fourth row, the second in the fourth row, I’ll give it to me!

Xia Ning: You are.

Lisa: Wow, romantic.

Xu Baozhu: I am convinced of this bowl of dog food.

Meng Manni: I lived for twenty-four years and ate the most luxurious breakfast in my life, rich dog food.

Xie Xinyan: Upstairs +1.

Tu Xiaoting: Upstairs +2.

Zhao Yu: Upstairs +3.

Su Qingchen: My long legs of 172 can't bear it and kicked over this bowl of dog food!

Bai Xinci: I have a son in my family who has just grown up, and I feel very relieved.

Su Ye: Learn about the high-priced second-hand recycling.

Xia Jingze: Praise me, praise me, I will give Brother Lan Cheng the idea.

Jiang Teng, who was far away in the army, was rarely bombed out: defeat all capitalists and long live the proletariat.

Su Ye replied to Jiang Teng: Are you a person with a city household registration goodbye to say this?

Xia Jingze replied to Jiang Teng: Don’t mess with the second generation of the army.

Jiang Teng replied to Su Ye: Hello Capitalist No. 2.

Jiang Teng replied to Xia Jingze: The rich second generation shut up.

An Zhisu laughed out loud when he looked at these comments, especially after Jiang Teng, the style of painting suddenly changed. Her comment section became a battlefield for three brothers to argue with each other, and her abs were almost out of her laughter. Ye Lancheng came out with breakfast, and saw her laughing like a little fool, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"
Chapter completed!