Chapter 212

Qin Yan is carrying two big boxes in his hand, but his face is still dressed up as a clown. It is said that he teases children so much during festivals in the West.

Which step is wrong with him?

In doubt, Qin Yan still couldn't bear it. He seemed to really scare xiaoxueer.

Looking at the lovely little snow ball nestled in Ouyang Qing'an's arms, Qin Yan turned his eyes silently in his heart. Is this cheap taken by the smelly boy?

He felt in his heart that Ouyang Qing'an was not worthy of the lovely soft and waxy little Xueer.

Well

It seems that he really scared xiaoxueer.

Qin Yan hurriedly put his things in the trunk of the car: "Xiao Xueer, my uncle didn't mean to scare you. Look, what gift did my uncle prepare for you?"

Xue Xueer heard Qin Yan's voice and recovered from the shock.

Indeed, the situation just now was quite frightening at first glance.

But she knew it was Qin Yan. She really couldn't scare her.

Xue Xueer came out of Ouyang Qing'an's arms with puffy cheeks and pretending to be angry, with her hands on her hips: "Uncle Qin Yan, you scared me!"

In fact, Xue Xueer wanted to ask why Qin Yan didn't come just now.

But thinking that others may have their own affairs, don't ask about everything.

"Well, xiaoxueer, I'm sorry, my uncle is late ~" Qin Yan basically didn't coax the child. Seeing Xue Xueer as angry, he was a little flustered.

Just thinking about how to coax her, Xue Xueer smiled playfully.

Her eyes were big and round, especially beautiful. She blinked at him: "let me see what birthday present uncle Qin Yan prepared for me ~"

Xue Xueer reached out to see the box in the trunk of the car, but she seemed a little short.

Good car. It's just a little high.

No, she should be a little short.

When Xue Xueer was worried, a pair of powerful big hands held her creaky nest and raised her up.

As soon as Xue Xueer looked back, she looked at Ouyang Zhengkuan's blue eyes.

Xue Xueer smiled sweetly: "thank you, uncle Ouyang!"

Then he quickly opened the ribbon on a large box. As soon as the cover of the box was lifted, it turned out to be a beautiful music box.

Xue Xueer was so surprised that her mouth was wide open.

Music box! She knows that the music box in this era is a rare thing. There must be less than one or two in China. Most of them are foreign and valuable.

Just looking at the gem inlay of this music box, you know it's a licensed product.

Xue Xueer didn't dare to appear too surprised, otherwise the big guy would have to doubt.

She stretched out her hand and poked, as if curious. She asked with milk: "Uncle Qin Yan, what is this iron box? Where is the gift you gave me?"

Looking at Xiao Xueer's incomprehensible and curious appearance, Qin Yan was somewhat proud: "Xiao Xueer, this is a gift from your uncle. This is called a music box!"

When it comes to the music box, it seems that the Qin family are not surprised. Xue Xueer secretly admires it. It's really a big family.

Rao, a woman of the new era from postmodernism, was still surprised to see the jeweled music box.

After all, it's expensive!

Qin Minli was worried that the lovely little Xueer couldn't understand it. She quickly explained: "in fact, she is a player who plays music. If little Xueer wants to listen to music, she will use this music box."

The box style is very retro. The cover of the music box seems to be engraved with the abbreviation of Xue Xueer's name.

Xue Xueer certainly understood, but now she can only pretend to be stupid and can't let Qin Yan see it.

"So it is!" Xue Xueer nodded, smiled sweetly, and turned to look at Qin Yan: "Uncle Qin Yan, can you teach Xue Er how to use it?"

The gifts given by the family are more and more valuable, which makes Xue Xueer afraid to come.

But today is her birthday again. If we accept them but not Qin Yan, Qin Yan should be sad.

Hey, Cher sighs.