Chapter 67

"Your own clothes?" Xi Jincheng overturned several boxes on the bed, and then sat down beside her at will, watching her bounce away like a bird in shock. He didn't have any mood swings.

"Didn't you say it was washed?" Shu ran frowned and asked.

"What are you afraid of?" Xi Jincheng does not answer the rhetorical question, but is a suit of clothes, also as to let her guard against such?

Shu ran just stares at him tightly and doesn't reply.

"What? I'm afraid this dress will be my woman? " He sneered, got up and pointed to the bathroom: "it's still in the washing machine. To remind you, there's cold air tonight. "

Then he opened the door and went out.

Shu ran clenched his fist, looking at the closed door, his brows were all wrinkled.

She knew that it was just that skirt, which really couldn't keep out the cold. When she ran out of the golden age in the morning, she shivered with cold.

Isn't it just a suit?

After the big deal, pay him back by instalments!

Biting her teeth, she went to the bathroom with his clothes overturned on the bed.

I can't help but marvel at what I get for every cent.

His vision is very good, size and style are very fit, sparrow is just packaged as a peacock!

Looking at himself in the mirror, Shu ran satirizes himself.

Get out of the room and go downstairs.

Liu can has already left. Xi Jincheng is sitting in the living room watching TV.

Hearing her footsteps on the stairs, he turned his head, and his lips began to curve slightly.

Just a look, then turned his head, as if the financial news on TV is much better than her.

Without his eyes, Shu ran became more comfortable.

Toward him, white and slender fingers twisted behind her back, her voice, as always indifferent and stubborn: "clothes money, how much?"

"Give me a coin." He didn't look at her. He just held out the palm of his hand to her.

"What?" She pursed her lower lip and looked suspiciously at the clean and beautiful palm. Her long fingers were well-defined, and their tips were sharp but not blunt.

"A dollar coin, isn't it?" He then turned his head and looked at her, raising the brow bone on one side.

Can be so sexy and charming.

“……” Although Shu ran didn't understand his intention, in his enigmatic eyes, she lowered her head and opened the bag, where to find a one yuan coin and gently put it in his palm.

"Well, I'll take the money for the clothes." He tightened his fingers around the coin and put it in his shirt pocket.

“……” Shuran opened his mouth in amazement, and his mood was a little complicated: "Mr. Xi, is this interesting?"

Should she be grateful for his generosity?

But she was only angry when he played with her!

"The rest, you can watch TV with me tonight!" Xi Jincheng patted the sofa beside him. In the face of her questioning, he seemed too indifferent.

"Not for sale!" Shu ran frowned. In his eyes, there should be nothing in the world that money can't buy, right?

"Shura, you said, we have slept and done. In front of me, what are you still reserved for? " Xi Jincheng's voice is like the ice lake salvaged out, steady sound line, dripping with cold ice dregs, just like that pair of blue ZHANJING, cold eyes.

Shu Ran's face is very white, holding both hands of bag belt, tightly saving fist, looking at him for a moment.

"Before I have patience, darling, eh?" He photographed the sofa again and moved aside a little to make room for her.