"A woman who is plump is healthier and more beautiful than skinny." Mrs. Yuan touched her daughter's delicate little face, "Yuanyuan is beautiful everywhere, they are just jealous, otherwise why would they secretly ask the proprietress of Fengyue Building for breast enhancement." ”

"Not to mention others, Mrs. Fu is also a frequent visitor here."

When his mother mentioned Mrs. Fu, her words were full of disgust that could not be concealed.

Miss Yuan suddenly became more energetic, and her smile burned, "Mother, I know!" ”

Although that Feng Jinyue looks unreliable, since she can develop so many good things, it shows that she has a lot of experience in this, so she said that she will try her breasts fingering tonight.

"Hey, stop the car, mother, I forgot to buy food for my brother!"

Yuan Changhuan accidentally saw a candied fruit shop and raised his voice.

But I heard my mother's mouth calmly: "You don't need to buy it for him, he hasn't earned it, what to eat." ”

"Mother......

Yuan Changhuan was also a little skeptical, was his brother really biological.

"Okay, don't look at your mother with this look, I don't know that my mother can't stand you being coquettish, let the jade satin buy it."

"Thank you, mother!"

Yuan Changhuan hurriedly instructed Yu Satin, "You go, buy more sour jujube cakes that my brother loves to eat." ”

I went back to Fuchu.

asked the little maid to send the candied pastries to his brother's yard, and Yuan Changhuan returned to Changleju.

She remembered that she still had ten more times to finish the score.

I'm a person who does what I say, and I still have to write this score after it has been delayed for so long.

lest the thank-you speech be looked down upon.

It is conceivable that when Xie Ci saw this thick stack of piano scores, his reaction was mediocre.

flipped through it casually, "It turned out that I really copied it myself." ”

"Hey, how do you know that I copied it myself? Not a ghostwriter? Yuan Changhuan looked at his determined appearance and couldn't help asking.

"So...... Qingqi's handwriting is not something that anyone can imitate. Qing Yue's voice was joking.

Hurriedly pulled the piano sheet in Xie Ci's hand, Yuan Changhuan's red lips twitched slightly, "Don't read it!" ”

In the past, I didn't notice anything wrong with my handwriting, but now that I was thanked, Miss Yuan finally realized.

Xie Ci sat on the piano bench with interest, "Haven't you forgotten it, how can you see other people's handwritings, and you can't imitate them exactly the same?" ”

"It must be a brush problem, I haven't found a suitable brush yet!" Yuan Changhuan's chin was slightly raised, and he replied arrogantly, "When I find it, the words I wrote will scare you to death!" ”

"I'm looking forward to it." Xie Ci sighed faintly, "Since the score has been delivered, then the prince of the world will not send it, Miss Yuan, please." ”

This is clearly meant to drive people away.

didn't react, Yuan Changhuan subconsciously replied: "Let me go?" ”

"Otherwise, does Miss Yuan still want to stay for dinner?" Xie Ci got up unhurriedly and leaned into her.

Startled by his sudden approach, Yuan Changhuan covered his chest, "Why are you suddenly so close?" ”

But when he saw the resignation, he raised his hand......

It seemed to trap her on the edge of the stuffy cabinet behind her.

But he opened the drawer on the cabinet, took out a delicate gilt brocade box, and handed it to her, "You fell in Fengyue Tower." ”

It was so close that he could almost touch her skin as soon as he looked up.

Just when Yuan Changhuan was stunned, Xie Shizi, who was about to retreat after teasing, was already standing three feet away from her.

A brocade box was forced into his hand.

After seeing this brocade box clearly, Yuan Changhuan's long eyelashes trembled, his eyes widened, and his eyes were soaked in water, "You didn't open it!" ”