It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"Surely not necessary~"

Before "Yun Jinchu" could speak, Lin Qingyu looked at Lu Xun reproachfully.

"You really underestimate the power of the Yun family!

In the past few nights, I have faintly remembered some things in the past.

The Yun family is really a noble among nobles.

Besides, Mr. Yun just said that he used to buy a shopping mall for his wife as soon as he bought it.

What is this?It's only one store, but you think Mr. Yun can't buy it, who do you look down on! "

"Yun Jinchu" heard Lin Qingyu say that he remembered some things in the past, thought that he had succeeded in hypnosis, his brows and eyes flashed with excitement, and he handed over the black card neatly.

"Ayu, it's great that you can remember the past. This little money is really nothing!"

For "Yunjinchu", money is just a matter of numbers!

It's just that he just wanted to buy a few baby clothes to respond to Lu Xun, but he didn't expect to buy so many, so he didn't recover for a while.

But this is nothing compared to his plan of chasing Lu Xun's wife, asking Lin Qingyu to show affection to him in front of Lu Xun, and breaking Lu Xun's heart.

Just a few million.

He can still afford it as the second head of the Black Eagle Church!

Lu Xun raised his eyebrows, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and said nothing.

Lin Qingyu glanced at the cabinet sister, and ordered: "Remember to pack everything well."

"Definitely." The cabinet sister bowed her body and smiled from ear to ear.

Lin Qingyu brightened her eyes again and looked at the women's clothing store opposite.

Lu Xun hurriedly said softly: "Honey, the clothes in that store suit your temperament very well, why don't we go and have a look? Let Yun first witness my strength, huh?"

"Yun Jinchu" sneered, and as soon as he entered the store, he put the black card on the counter and pointed to Lin Qingyu: "I will deduct all the clothes this lady bought later from here."

The cabinet sister looked at Lu Xun inquiringly, only to see Lu Xun nodded, and accepted the black card of "Yun Jinchu".

At this time, Ye Youran, who was dragging Zhou Nan to shop, saw Lin Qingyu with a look of excitement.

"Sister Ayu, this suits you."

"This bag will fit too."

"Ah, I want this bag."

Ye Youran picked up a bag, tried to carry it on her back, and pressed the zipper pull with her hand, she didn't know what she did.

"Sister Ayu, do you think this bag looks good on me?" Ye Youran put the bag on her back and fiddled with it in front of the mirror.

"It looks good." Lin Qingyu was very angry, "If you like it, I will give it to you."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingyu glanced at "Yun Xiaotian" and said, "By the way, help Mommy's sisters pick up the things later."

"Yun Xiaotian" who has already carried more than a dozen bags: ...

That anger inside!

Really treat him as a follower!

Lin Qingyu noticed that "Yun Xiaotian"'s complexion was not very good, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Xiaotian, are you not happy?"

"Of course...Of course I am willing!" "Yun Xiaotian" forced a smile.

Where has he ever worked as a servant for a woman before, and carried things!

Ye Youran picked out a few more things, and when she hung the bag on "Yun Xiaotian"'s shoulder excitedly, the sharp zipper deliberately scratched the back of his hand.

Before "Yun Xiaotian" could react to that little pain, Ye Youran cried out in surprise.

"Oh, it's bleeding. Why are the zipper pulls so sharp for the bags in your store?"

While reprimanding the cabinet sister, Ye Youran took out a tissue to wipe the blood beads on the back of "Yun Xiaotian" distressedly.

"Xiaotian, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect this to happen..."

Ye Youran gently pulled the back of "Yun Xiaotian"'s hand, and wiped his wound with a tissue in distress.

Bursts of women's unique fragrance rolled into "Yun Xiaotian"'s nostrils, which made him a little bit overwhelmed.

Especially Ye Youran still has a pure and pleasant appearance, which is the type that suits his appetite very much.

"Xiaotian, does it hurt?"

Ye Youran looked at "Yun Xiaotian" with a harmless face, which made Zhou Nan roll his eyes and opened his mouth impatiently.

"Just those blood beads, you won't be able to see the trace if you wipe it again. Hey, Ye Youran, do you still want this bag?"

"Yes!" Ye Youran silently put the bloody tissue into her pocket.