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She gets itchy when she has money

Damn woman, does she know who she is? He told her to stay in the house. Not only did she run away for him, but she still hasn't come back at this time. She needs to be taught a lesson, right?

When it got completely dark, with gloomy eyes that were almost eager to see through, I finally saw a light approaching from a distance and stopping at the gate of the mansion.

Then he saw the woman who had disturbed his mood for a while. Her hands were filled with big and small bags of things. Although her face looked tired, she walked into the door with a smile of immense satisfaction and joy.

However, he would never admit that he felt relieved when he saw her safe and sound in his sight.

When Xiahou Xiyue stepped into the hall carrying large and small bags of trophies, and saw someone's cold and handsome face when the storm was about to come, she remembered what she had promised him, and was suddenly shocked. What she was holding in her hand

Scattered all over the floor, she went shopping like crazy and actually forgot to come back early. Seeing his ice-like face, her hands and feet couldn't help but become weak.

"I'm finally willing to come back. Isn't the outside world very attractive to you? Huh?" Duanmu Xiu sat on the sofa like a dangerous hunting lion lurking, his sharp eyes looking straight at her as if he wanted to tear her apart and devour her.

Grabbing hold of her.

"Master, don't be angry yet. Listen to my explanation. I just took advantage of my free time today to go out and buy some clothes and shoes. I also bought some for you." She used her own wages to buy clothes for him, so he shouldn't be angry.

Come on, Xiahou Xiyue had a flattering smile on her face.

"I seem to have said that if you run around without my permission, I will break your legs. Are you forgetful, or have you turned a deaf ear to my words?" Someone's cold face was not because of her flattering words.

And heat up.

"Ah, I...I don't...young master...I won't do it next time." Such a fierce young master, Xiahou Xiyue bit her lower lip, lowered her head with her shoulders twitching slightly, he was really a tyrant, wasn't she?

After being out for a day, I became so angry.

"Bring it here." Duanmu Xiu suddenly stretched out his hand towards her.

"What are you getting? The clothes I bought for you? Okay, I'll find them for you right away. The clothes I bought for you are all brand-name clothes designed by famous Italian designers..." Xiahou Xiyue immediately happily took out the two exquisite bags

come out.

"Additional gold card." Duanmu Xiu's face became colder and colder. He regretted giving her this card. He would see how she would run out without money in the future.

"Well, you want to recycle the attached gold card, that's my salary." Xiahou Xiyue looked at his palm that was stretched out towards her, and was dumbfounded. He recycled the gold card, so how would she go out in the future?

Shopping?

"Your salary? Have you forgotten how much money you still owe me?" He gave her this gold card at first as a precaution in case she needed it and didn't have the money to use it, but today it seems that she can get it if she has the money.

If there is an itch, then there are two, and he doesn't want to stand on the balcony for a long time like he did today, anxiously waiting for her to come back.

"Ugh, do you have to recycle it?" The young master is so stingy. He just swiped his gold card once and had to recycle it. Xiahou Xiyue reached into her bag and grabbed the gilded gold card, her face full of regret

A sad expression of reluctance.

"Bring it here." The deep voice was cold and left no room for negotiation.

"Okay." Xiahou Xiyue's face dropped.

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