After that, Ying Feifei turned out with the bag.

At the moment when the door closed, the smile on her face was almost exhausted.

A door, separated from each other's figure, but can not stop their heart breeding out of the different emotions.

Ying Feifei didn't want to talk to him, but was overwhelmed by this sudden good feeling.

In the stage of mood arrangement, it is natural to avoid too much communication with him.

After a while, Ying Feifei sighed and looked back at the door of the apartment. Then she went downstairs.

And her all facial expression change, all by the door bent over the cat's eye peeping Mo Liangyu income fundus.

She's so uncertain. Is her aunt here?!

……

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ying Feifei drove the clothes to the dry cleaner.

Although the urgent processing was done, the store said it would take the day after tomorrow as soon as possible.

Should Feifei reluctantly agreed to leave the dry cleaner, back to the car began to daze.

It's still very cold at night in January.

The pedestrians on both sides of the road were in a hurry, and no one seemed willing to stop in such a cold night.

Ying Feifei rubbed her cheek, cheered up and drove directly to the mall.

After all, she couldn't bear to see Mo Liangyu's life so miserable, so she went directly to the mall and planned to buy him two sets of clothes.

When she was just handed over to the dry cleaner, she specially looked at the label. The clothing brand is an international brand, and one of them is worth her one month's salary.

Ying Feifei came to the men's wear area on the fourth floor of the shopping mall, walked around aimlessly, and finally stopped at the door of a luxury brand.

She doesn't have the financial ability to help him buy luxury brands. The price range of this store is around 1000 yuan. After thinking about it for a few seconds, Feifei walks in.

The shopping guide made a lot of recommendations for her, asked about the size, and helped to match two sets of business casual wear.

When yingfeifei pays, he looks at the 7000 yuan he brushes out and feels his heart is dripping blood.

How many Japanese desserts does she have to eat to make it up!

After buying clothes, Ying Feifei left the mall with her shoulders down.

Meet Mo Liangyu, should be the beginning of her money!

It took her about an hour to get back to her apartment.

Before getting off the bus, Ying Feifei looked at the bag on the co driver's seat and thought about it. She took out the shopping list and threw it into the storage box in the car.

Five minutes later, Ying Feifei, carrying a paper bag to open the door, was almost scared to death by Mo Liangyu!

As soon as she opened the door, the other party's figure, accompanied by a exclamation, stumbled into her.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Ying Feifei is full of Mo Liangyu, and her inertia force makes her subconsciously embrace Mo Liangyu's shoulder and step back several steps.

At this time, Mo Liangyu leaned against her in the robe, and the belt around her waist loosened, revealing a large chest.

Regardless of the slightly cold temperature in the corridor, he held Ying Feifei in both hands, looked left and right, and asked anxiously, "don't you just go to the dry cleaner? What took so long? Do you have anything to do

Ying Feifei looked at his anxious face, stunned, depressed his delicate reaction, and dragged him into the door, "I'm ok, I went to the mall temporarily!"

"What's the matter with you? You don't tell me when you go to the mall or answer your phone. I thought..."

Mo Liangyu was angry, and his voice was raised a lot.

He worried that Ying Feifei met the bodyguards of the winery. He thought that if he couldn't wait for her to come back, he would go out in his pajamas and look for someone!