Chapter 492

Li Qinian dragged Jiang Wang with a dead face. Under his murderous eyes, they experienced almost all the items in the playground.

Finally, Li Qinian, who was tired of playing, suddenly sat on the flower bed on the roadside!

"Tired, tired, brother Wang, I'll have a rest..."

Jiang Wang put his hands in his pockets and stood opposite Li Qinian. His face was as normal and still as calm as at the beginning.

When he saw the boy, he slowly sat down beside him.

Just above them is the ferris wheel with lights on. Looking up at the ferris wheel, you can see the figure sitting inside.

Diagonally opposite them is a huge European bell tower.

Li Qinian drank a few salivas and finally came back to life. Just when he wanted to talk, he suddenly had a paper towel in front of him.

"Wipe your sweat."

Jiang Wang's cold voice began to sound.

Li Qinian smiled at the bottom of his eyes and took the paper towel and wiped it.

"Dong Dong Dong"

The bell tower suddenly rang, and the bell echoed in the whole amusement park.

It's twelve o'clock.

"Merry Christmas, brother Wang!"

Li Qinian suddenly stood up, stood in front of Jiang Xun, and looked at him with a smile.

Then, the next second, he took a box out of his pocket!

"Take it apart?"

She picked her eyebrows, and her narrow peach eyes were enchanting.

Jiang was stunned for a moment and looked up at the boy in front of him.

The young man has deep eyebrows and eyes. His eyes are very bright, like twinkling stars. At the moment, he is staring at him. The bottom of his eyes is his shadow

In his hand, he held a pure black gift box with red ribbons tied on it. The slowly rotating Ferris wheel and thousands of lights all became his own background.

"Huh?"

Li Qinian handed the gift box forward again.

Jiang Wang's Adam's apple rolled. Then he slowly stretched out his hand and took the black gift box.

"Thank you."

He hasn't had the habit of festivals for a long time

Li Qinian sat down beside him:

"I don't know if you will like the temporarily selected gift..."

Jiang Wang didn't speak and reached out and silently opened the gift box.

Open the gift box. At the bottom of the box lies a picture.

The picture shows a pure white puppet cat. The puppet's eyes are as blue as the sea, clear and clean, without any impurities.

"It's hard to take the cat with me, so I had to take a picture and put it in it. When I'm free tomorrow, we can pick up this little thing and go home..."

Li Qinian opened his mouth to explain.

"Brother Wang, how about this cat? Do you like it?"

She searched for a long time before she found this purebred puppet.

Jiang Wang looked down at the box, which made people can't see his face clearly:

"Yes."

Li Qinian raised his mouth: "then give it a name."

Jiang Wu was silent for a whole minute, and his low, hoarse voice came out:

“seven。”

The smile in Li Qinian's mouth was stiff:

“seven？”

Doesn't seven mean "seven" in Chinese?

Her name also has "seven", so it always sounds strange

People who don't know think they're calling her

Jiang Wang gave her an explanation:

"Seven is my lucky number."

Li Qinian suddenly realized:

"So it is... That's it. Its name is seven!"

Lu Qianli's words today still affected her after all.

The reason why she chose a pet cat as a gift was to find something so that it could accompany Jiang Wang all the time.

In the future, even if no one will accompany brother Wang on his birthday, at least seven will accompany him.

He won't be alone anymore.