"Shit!"

Qi Shaoqin was completely annoyed.

But compared with the extremely annoying guy who prayed, she would rather eat, drink and lazarai at the sick seedling, "Why are you TM so! You promised my grandmother to push me to others now! You should have a beginning and an end, do you understand?"

Ji Mo saw that she had changed her mind. Her eyebrows were slightly stretched and her lips were slightly raised: "since you chose to let me tutor you, you should follow my rules."

Qi Shaoqin gave him a speechless look: "Luo Li, long winded! Don't change your clothes!"

Ji Mo shook his head and turned his back.

Qi Shaoqin closed the door.

From one of the handbags, she took out the skirt and opened it. Just now she took a look at the price, but didn't take a closer look.

This skirt is extremely exquisite in both material and workmanship.

Although it is made of yarn, it is very smooth and close to the skin.

Pink orange is very good for her complexion, but the only dissatisfaction is that the skirt is a doll collar.

In fact, Qi Shaoqin prefers the one shoulder or V-neck style to the doll collar.

The designer who helped her design clothes has praised her more than once that she is a swan neck, and her shoulders and neck are very beautiful.

So when she buys clothes, she shows her strengths as much as possible.

And this skirt, good-looking is good-looking, but it completely hides her advantages.

Sick seedling, sick seedling, is it your aesthetic problem or your mistake in choosing clothes.

Forget it, get together and wear it.

After all, he bought it at a high price.

In addition to Qi Shaoqin's dissatisfaction with the neckline design, this skirt fits inexplicably.

It's like it's tailor-made for her.

Qi Shaoqin was probably satisfied.

After opening the door, she got out of the car and walked around in front of Ji mo.

After all, people bought it for her, just to make him feel a little fulfilled.

She proudly turned twice and asked him, "how's it going?"

Ji Mo took a faint look at her. It seems that something flashed in your eyes, "it won't be ugly to wear more than 300000 clothes on crooked melon and cracked dates."

"You are so sick!" she really shouldn't have asked him or given him face.

Shit!

Can this mouth talk? She really wants to tear him.

Ji Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly, turned around, opened the door and got on the bus. A smile flashed from the corners of his lips.

Qi Shaoqin was angry and kicked the door hard. Ji Mo gave her a faint look. "My car is not cheap. Kick 150000. Just now it's in your brother's face. But if you kick again, I won't give you the 150000 you invested."

Qi Shaoqin lifted his feet and put them down again.

She was bent by the 150000, got on the bus angrily and stared at him fiercely: "you can't steal my 150000!"

Ji Mo turned his head and looked at her deeply. Suddenly, his body approached her, and his slender hand stretched out behind her neck.

Qi Shaoqin suddenly remembered that day in the cable car, and so did he

Her hair blew up. "What are you doing! Go away!"

She subconsciously covered her mouth to stop him from acting too much.

Ji Mo suddenly burst into laughter.

Qi Shaoqin was stunned. He heard a click. It was the sound of the safety belt locking.

Ji Mo's hand withdrew from behind her neck, and his body returned to the driving position.

Qi Shaoqin took a long breath.

Ji Mo's low voice came, and the ending was mixed with a smile: "what are you thinking?"