Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Mu Qianqian couldn't see clearly the ring on her hand because her eyes were blurred, so she picked it up and looked closely, "It, what is it..."

Jun Jiuyan stood up, "It's a set with your necklace."

This man is so scheming, he seems to have guessed that he will nod, so the ring and necklace are all customized in one series.

However, it is not so much scheming as Jun Jiuyan's delicacy of Mu Qianqian's thoughts.

The unique and unique customized model belongs only to Mu Qianqian.

"You," Mu Qianqian sniffed, "Where is someone like you? You planned it long ago."

Jun Jiuyan asked back, "I have such a plan, what's wrong?"

Mu Qianqian shook her head, "No."

How could something be wrong? On such an occasion, everything was an accident and a surprise. It was something I couldn't predict, and I wouldn't refuse it.

"Little guy," Jun Jiuyan pinched the tip of Mu Qianqian's reddish nose, "Do you know..."

Mu Qianqian waited for Jun Jiuyan's next words.

Jun Jiuyan sighed, do you know how much preparation Jun Jiuyan made and how much courage was needed for her nod this time.

Although Jun Jiuyan is indeed arrogant, arrogant, and self-centered at ordinary times, it is related to Mu Qianqian. On the surface, he looks calm and calm, and he takes every step very carefully.

Until just now, when he said those words, Jun Jiuyan gave himself countless psychological hints.

Because I know that my little guy is a person who needs a sense of ritual, I can ignore it, but she can't.

It hasn't been announced to the whole world yet, but before the announcement, you have to hold her in your arms, it's your own, so that others can barely see it.

Jun Jiuyan couldn't control the strong possessive desire.

"What?" Mu Qianqian waited for a long time, "Go on, you want to ask if I know?"

"It's okay," Jun Jiuyan shook his head, "It's not easy to see the aurora once, you have to cherish it."

Mu Qianqian had a dumbfounded expression, "Should you be the one who said this?"

"Why shouldn't it be?"

"You are Jun Jiuyan," Mu Qianqian raised her chin, "How did you say it before?"

Clearing his throat, he lowered his voice deliberately, with an indifferent and confident expression, "Woman, I'm Jun Jiuyan, you think I'll let you go."

Jun Jiuyan raised the corner of his mouth, "You are the only one who knows how to learn from me?"

Mu Qianqian nodded, "Then this is based on my observations, you are like this, you have to admit it."

Jun Jiuyan was helpless, "You are right."

"However," rubbing the ring on his hand lightly, "Jun Jiuyan, don't you think it's too early?"

"what?"

"This." Mu Qianqian raised her hand, "Give it to me, it's too early."

"Early?" Jun Jiuyan tilted his head, "When do you think it's appropriate?"

"I feel it," Mu Qianqian pursed her lips, "Actually, I don't know, but people like you are always late."

"I am like this?" Jun Jiuyan smiled, "Tell me what I am like?"

"That's it," Mu Qianqian glanced at him, "the figure at the top of the pyramid."

"No," Jun Jiuyan looked at her, "I, in the eyes of outsiders, used to be a person who was going to die, but now I am a person who has no feelings. A person like me has no concept of time."

"Don't say that!" Mu Qianqian frowned, "You're not like that."

"Okay," Jun Jiuyan didn't intend to continue this topic, "It's not about watching the aurora, so watch it carefully, do you want to drink milk tea?"

"Huh?" Mu Qianqian was surprised, "Do you still have milk tea in this place?"

"It's for you."

I don't know how Jun Jiuyan did it, but when Mu Qianqian held the cup of milk tea, it was warm, and she drank it in one sip, and her whole body sublimated.

"Tsk," Mu Qianqian looked down at the cup without a label, "This is the best milk tea I've ever had!"

"Ah."

"Jun Jiuyan," Mu Qianqian took the initiative to hand over the milk tea, "Do you want to try it?"

Jun Jiuyan was very resistant and disgusted, and consciously stood aside, "No."

Seeing him like this, Mu Qianqian wanted to keep teasing him, so she stood in front of him directly, "Come on, come and have a try!"

"Mu Qianqian," Jun Jiuyan's eyes warned, "If you try to be naughty, I will get angry."

"Just one sip," Mu Qianqian, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling, raised her index finger and shook it, "Believe me, drinking it is definitely the best in the world!"

"..." Jun Jiuyan.

"Really," Mu Qianqian looked sincerely, "Besides, if you can't take a bite on such an occasion, then I'm sorry for today's experience, hurry up."

Unable to resist Mu Qianqian's helplessness, Jun Jiuyan took a sip in a very awkward posture.

He held Mu Qianqian with one hand to prevent her from falling, and wrapped her hand with the other, but this little guy was still restless.

Jun Jiuyan gritted his teeth, "Mu Qianqian!"

"Hey," Mu Qianqian blinked playfully, "I go crazy once in a while, isn't it too much?"

"Why do you want to go crazy?"

"I..." Mu Qianqian took a big mouthful of milk tea, "Celebrate!"

"Ok?"

"Hey hey hey," Mu Qianqian was a little wretched, as if she was flirting with a good family, "Handsome guy, are you tempted?"

Jun Jiuyan looked down at her, such a lively little guy, he couldn't resist, indeed, "My heart is moved."

"Then sing me a song."

"?" Jun Jiuyan.

"I want to listen to the kind of soft and cheerful, melodious and appropriate to the occasion."

Jun Jiuyan glanced at her, "You have quite a lot to ask for."

"Just this one time," Mu Qianqian tugged at the clothes on Jun Jiuyan's chest, "Just one time, okay?"

Jun Jiuyan was helpless, and finally knew why the special assistant said that this milk tea was a super surprise.

There is wine in the milk tea, and I noticed it when I drank it just now, and I don’t drink too much, but it doesn’t mean that the little guy can.

Seeing her silly look, "You stand still."

"I won't," Mu Qianqian hugged Jun Jiuyan, "It's all mine now, what's wrong with me hugging?"

Jun Jiuyan raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Rubbing Jun Jiuyan's chest, "Sure, sure, and sure."

"Mu Qianqian," Jun Jiuyan shook his head, "Why are you so attractive?"

"Ah?" Mu Qianqian raised her head in a daze, "Are you asking me?"

"Ah."

"Who am I asking?" Mu Qianqian pouted, "It's not very attractive, otherwise why no one liked it in Mu's house back then."

Jun Jiuyan pursed her lips, the little guy might still mind.

"But it doesn't matter," Mu Qianqian waved her hand, relying on Jun Jiuyan, "I already have someone who likes me, they don't matter anymore, and those who don't like me don't matter anymore..."

Jun Jiuyan stretched out his hand and gently touched her head, "Good boy."