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Chapter Eighteen

Her eyes curled up, the weight on her hands completely disappeared, and she felt really relaxed. These things were enough for them to eat for a long time.

"I'm smart, right?" Qing raised his hand and picked up the dishes. His eyes flashed, very bright and radiant. Although he didn't have much intelligence, he still

He is a big man, and his strength is many times greater than that of a woman.

Well, smart? Xiang Qinglan looked at him in confusion.

"Lan has become stupid." Qing walked in, the corners of his beautiful lips pouted like a child, "I heard your footsteps, so I knew you were back," he turned around again,

Pointing at his face and saying, "Do you think I'm smart?"

Xiang Qinglan smiled, smart, indeed smart. She praised silently, and Qing Qing raised the corners of her lips proudly. Of course, he was very, very smart.

After putting all the dishes in the kitchen, Xiang Qinglan walked out, while Qing sat on the sofa and kept turning the table with the remote control. She took out the shirt from her bag, and then

Go to him and sit on his other side.

He stretched out his hand and the dress was placed in front of him.

Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at the clothes in her hand, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He took it over and opened it. It was a very beautiful shirt. He stood up.

"Giving it to me?" he said with some surprise. Although all his current clothes were bought by Xiang Qinglan, this one is special because it is very beautiful and he likes it.

He once saw someone else wearing this color on TV, and then told Lan that he liked it. Unexpectedly, Lan actually gave it to him. He was so happy.

Xiang Qinglan nodded. She was the only one here. Could it be that it wasn't his, or was it for her to wear?

"That's great, I'll try it," Qing couldn't help but pick up the clothes and walked into the bathroom. When he came out again, the clothes were already on him.

He is a natural clothes hanger and does not choose clothes very much. Black, white and gray are always timeless and very atmospheric colors, and this one seems to add a little more dignity to him. His figure is already very good, and that one

The clothes hanging there are already eye-catching, and wearing them on his body makes people unable to take their eyes away.

"Doesn't it look good?" Qing pulled the hem of the clothes, and there was only a faint smile in his green eyes. He liked this dress very much. It was very soft and comfortable to wear. Of course, the most important thing was that this dress was from Lan.

What I bought for him was a gift for him. So, he liked it even more.

Xiang Qinglan nodded, "It's good-looking, of course it's good-looking. Qing can actually become a model." She only said silently, but Qing could clearly know what she was talking about because he could read lips.

Language.

Upon receiving Xiang Qinglan's praise, Qing Qing rushed forward and hugged Xiang Qinglan like a child, "Lan, thank you, I really like it."

Xiang Qinglan patted his back gently. She was used to his frequent actions now. She knew that this was just a superficial way of thanking him.


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