Chapter 1756

Ji Ziming frowned slightly, and a faint handsome look appeared on his handsome facial features.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Qitong broke away from Bi Zheng's arms, followed him and asked Peige, who was bent on lying next to the small orange light, in a low voice, "do you think the light will move? How?"

"Speak louder."

Peige said.

Qin Qitong was obedient, and her voice increased a few decibels. She saw the little orange lamp shaking slightly, and the data displayed on the computer went up several flat slopes.

"This is a decibel receiver. The more sensitive it is, the more powerful it flashes."

Bi Zheng's voice came faintly from behind the two women. Looking at the curious appearance of the two women, he slowly said, "this is my latest invention, which is used to accept whether there are other sounds in the current on the other side when making a call, such as drinking water, such as goldfish spitting bubbles."

"Can you still hear goldfish spit bubbles?"

Qin Qitong opened her eyes wide and didn't want to believe what she heard.

"Yes."

"I always thought you were a programming system. Now I know that these things are much more interesting than programming."

"Yes, I invented it specially for president Ji's plan. I haven't applied for an invention patent yet. President Ji, do you want to consider..."

Bi Zheng's eyes were smiling and glittering with the luster of money.

"Make an offer and I'll sign the check. You can fill in the amount you want."

Ji Ziming's lips were lifted and he looked at BI Zheng with pride.

"OK, Qitong, I can buy you the bag you liked last time."

Bi Zheng's thoughts are all about Qin Qitong's favorite things, her favorite bags, favorite clothes and jewelry. As long as it's something Qin Qitong looks at, Bi Zheng will keep it in mind silently.

The meaning of making money is to spend it for your little daughter-in-law. If not, those colorful tickets will have no meaning of existence.

"What bag do I like?"

Qin Qitong stood up, looked at BI Zheng's eyes and asked aloud. She didn't remember where she was or what she liked.

"It's the pink bag with the opposite staggered icon of C."

Bi Zheng regretted that he had forgotten the logo of the bag, even the brand of the bag.

Sure enough, my kung fu is not good enough.

"Oh, you say that."

Qin Qitong laughed. "I've bought that bag myself."

"What?"

Bi Zheng's eyes were surprised. Looking at Qin Qitong's eyes, she was more unclear. So, didn't she say that what she liked should be handed over to him in charge in the future? How could it be the end that she could buy it back herself.

"Because you returned home, and didn't you transfer the money to me?"

Qin Qitong smiled angrily and said, "just the night before you returned home, you transferred the money to me. I bought my bag the next day and lay quietly in my suitcase. Do you want to see it?"

"Just buy it back."

I'm sorry to touch the back of the head.

As expected, he was too anxious to directly forget to transfer money to Qin Qitong.

"So now you don't need president Ji's check."

Qin Qitong said aloud.

"No, I won't buy bags. I'll buy boxes. These two boxes are broken and can't take these things back, so president Ji's check is still useful."

Bi Zheng said firmly. Looking at Qin Qitong's eyes, he continued seriously, "and what you like to eat."

"All right."

Qin Qitong tilted her head and was a little helpless. She knew that in Bi Zheng's heart, there were only things he could change, not things that could change him.

"OK, then go and have a look at the suitcase when you are free, and then take these back to your harem."

Qin Qitong said with a smile, looking at BI Zheng's blushing cheek, "by the way, go back and tell me what you're going to do with these harem."

"OK."

Bi Zheng nodded cleverly, watched Ji Ziming get up from the sofa and hurriedly shouted, "President Ji, you still need to remember something you must know about these things."

"OK."

Ji Ziming came to bi Zheng and listened patiently to bi Zheng for a long time. In such a large room, four people stayed from afternoon to midnight. Ji Ziming took Peige out of Bi Zheng's room.

"Greg, how about we have a wedding, too?"

Ji Ziming, who came out of Bi Zheng's room, held Peige's hand tightly all the way, as if he would lose it as soon as he let go.

"We are together now, and the wedding is not so important."

Peige was thinking about the headline news of Qu's company tomorrow, but he was moved by Ji Ziming's warm heart. He looked up at him and continued, "or, when we have finished all these things, shall we have a wedding?"

"Remember, I owe you a grand wedding celebrated by the whole country."

Ji Ziming stopped and looked at Peige's eyes, which were slightly indifferent, but full of heartache and love.

"Well, I'll always remember. I'll remember that Ji Ziming owes me Peige a wedding, a grand wedding, or a national wedding. At that time, three Mengbao will go straight to the stage and marry you with me."

Pei Ge talked about the beautiful picture, and his heart was full of happiness. There were pink bubbles in his eyes. Looking at Ji Ziming in front of him, he wanted to wrap him tightly now. As long as two people were together, nothing could be stopped, and no one could stop him.

Even the dark and cruel man may not be able to stop it.

"Greg, let's go home."

Ji Ziming led Peige towards the front, and Peige's eyes behind Ji Ziming smiled. The moonlight this night became more soft and beautiful, even more beautiful than before.

The figure of two people cast on the ground, the appearance of leaning together is especially sweet, the wind in the ear becomes more clear.

"Ge Ge, if the plan you said starts, I'll start tomorrow, and you've been delayed. If it weren't for Bi Zheng and Qin Qitong returning home, I'm afraid it would have started long ago, and Qu jingwan wouldn't come to you at all."

"Ziming, are we really going to fight the Qu family? After all, that man is still my grandfather."

Peggy's heart showed a trace of sadness, which sounded like a plan to destroy a happy family by himself.

"Ji Ziming will never forgive the person who took your things."