Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Dong Changqing sat in front of the mirror with her wet hair, looking cautiously at the hair dryer in the hands of the barber.

As soon as the hair dryer rang, he started to shiver involuntarily.

Xiujue looked at him, and vaguely remembered that when he was in high school, Ji Xinglin liked to dress himself up very much. He was often dragged by Ji Xinglin to the barber shop or to buy clothes.

At that time, Xiujue was a little reluctant, but later, Ji Xinglin got a girlfriend, so he stopped asking him to go with him.

"President Xiu! Ahhhh!"

The barber picked up the clipper, and he planned to cut Dong Changqing the most popular shape now, and he had to shave off both sides, but Dong Changqing shouted, and he was at a loss, "Mr. Xiu... ...Here, how to cut this..."

Xiujue thought, Dong Changqing was able to grow her hair so long, it did not happen overnight, and she definitely didn't like to cut her hair before.

It's better to do it bit by bit, and not to put too much pressure on him, "That's it, the front is shortening."

"it is good."

The barber is a fashionista and cut Dong Changqing a dog-eating bangs. He thinks Dong Changqing has big eyes and a delicate mouth and nose. This hairstyle suits him very well.

However, in Xiujue's eyes, there is only one word dumb.

Originally, he was just stupid, but now he is also stupid.

When Xiujue gave the money, he swore to himself that he would never come to this house again.

Xiujue's clothes are all custom-made. He seldom goes out to buy clothes, and he doesn't know where to go, so he takes Dong Changqing to the nearest shopping mall.

Catch up that today is the weekend, there are many people in the shopping mall, Dong Changqing followed behind Xiujue step by step, feeling a little nervous, he stretched out his hand to grab Xiujue's clothes, "Go slowly."

Xiujue frowned, and mercilessly pushed away his hand, without slowing down at all.

This kind of behavior seriously hurt Dong Changqing's self-esteem. He puffed up his cheeks, pouted his mouth, and lowered his long eyelashes, clearly expressing his unhappiness on his face.

He decided not to pay attention to Mr. Xiu.

When he arrived at a men's clothing store, Xiujue turned to look for Dong Changqing, and saw him standing three meters away from him, with his head drooping, and he lifted his heels out of the ill-fitting shoes from time to time to have a look.

Fool.

"come over."

Dong Changqing took a quick look at him, then looked away, as if I was angry and you came to coax me.

Xiujue and him were in a stalemate for nearly 30 seconds, and sighed helplessly, "Come here, I'll buy you clothes, don't you want to go back to eat?"

Obviously, Xiujue also grasped Dong Changqing's weakness.

Dong Changqing walked over slowly and followed him into the shop.

"Welcome, what do the two guests need?"

"Hmm...choose some clothes for my brother." Xiujue thought about Dong Changqing's shoes not fitting well, so he picked up a pair of gray sneakers, "Help me find a pair that suits him."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Dong Changqing was still unhappy, "I don't like this color, I want blue!"

"Don't talk, don't say a word." Xiujue was very serious, and didn't want others to know Dong Changqing's flaws.

"Hmph!" Dong Changqing gritted her teeth and sat aside.

Just bear it, until Ji Xinglinfei comes back.

The shopping guide lady was so excited. Their shop is a world-renowned top luxury brand. A single piece of clothing costs several thousand yuan. As soon as Xiujue opened his mouth, he bought a few clothes and even picked out shoes. The commission for this business was enough for her. Monthly rent.

The shopping guide graciously brought over the small size of the pair of shoes. She half knelt on the ground and handed the shoes to Dong Changqing's feet, "You can try it."

Dong Changqing wanted to endure it, but seeing the color of the shoes, he felt uncomfortable, so he didn't lift his feet for a long time.

Xiujue didn't like him like this, so he walked over with a sullen face, "Do you want to try?"

Dong Changqing was extremely wronged, her mouth was deflated, and her tears were on the verge of falling.

"..." Xiujue surrendered, "Is that white?"

"Okay!" His sunny day came too fast, his round eyes were bent into crescent moons, and deep dimples appeared on his white and tender cheeks, no matter how he looked at him, he was lovable.

Xiujue felt that he had been hit violently.

Really, so cute.

All the dislikes at Dong Changqing's place turned into accommodating, he took a deep breath, tried to restrain his emotions, and showed a gentle and doting smile, "What color do you like?"

"White, and blue! I like blue the most..."

"Okay, buy what you like." Xiu Jue called to the shopping guide, "Please help me find a suitable size for all the blue clothes."

Dong Changqing likes to be smug, otherwise, when he was in Tiangong, he would not have been torturing Weaver Girl to help her make new clothes, so it would not be tiring to change clothes, especially active, as long as he likes, Xiujue will buy it for him.

When Dong Changqing entered the fitting room, the shopping guide held the clothes he had changed and said to Xiujue with a smile, "You are so kind to your brother."

Xiujue smiled, but didn't speak.

Just treat it as a younger brother.

Once he chooses to break the jar, there is no limit to Xiujue's kindness to Dong Changqing, and Dong Changqing's grateful eyes to him also give Xiujue a feeling of being rewarded, and he is more immersed in it.

After buying seven or eight sets of clothes from head to toe, Dong Changqing was finally... hungry.

He moved to Xiujue's side and whispered, "Let's go home, I want to eat."

"Well, go home."

After leaving the shopping mall, there were still so many people. After Dong Changqing experienced the shopping mall model, he was very interested in everything. He no longer followed Xiujue honestly. He looked around and looked at the uniquely shaped products. Yuan was gripped tightly by the wrist, "Huh?"

"Don't get lost."

Boss Xiu just bought so many new clothes for him, and Dong Changqing really liked him so much, she quickly said sweet words to please him, "I won't get lost, I'll just follow you, and I won't go anywhere."

Xiujue turned his head slightly, completely unable to restrain the corners of his mouth from curling up.

Dong Changqing's words are really sweet to Xiujue, so sweet to the bottom of my heart.

However, when he returned to the villa in the suburbs, Dong Changqing was taken away by a table of meals.

Seeing his back leaving without hesitation, Xiujue clenched his fists.

White-eyed wolf spirit.

Dong Changqing looked at the delicious dishes and forgot about the new clothes. The status of Aunt Wang in his heart has steadily surpassed that of Xiu Jue. Of course, Ji Xinglin is the person with the highest status.

"It smells so good!" He leaned on the table and smelled it, feeling that every dish was delicious.

People are too good at enjoying it!

"Aunt Wang, what are these?"

After arranging the bowls and chopsticks, Aunt Wang introduced them to him one by one, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, soft fried shrimp cakes, moo shu meat, cherry meat, here are fried chicken wings and fried chicken legs, and this soup, which I made by myself , still a little hot, drinking after eating."

"Ok!"

Aunt Wang then turned her head to look at Xiu Jue, "Mr. Xiu hasn't eaten either, do you want a piece?"

"..."

Xiujue remembered that when he hired Aunt Wang, he had agreed that she only needed to take care of Dong Changqing.

"Aunt Wang, you are too powerful!"

Dong Changqing's super loud praise perfectly concealed Xiujue's words, "I'll just taste it."

Xiujue sat next to Dong Changqing, watched him spit out the chicken bones, and nodded in satisfaction, "This is very good, be careful not to get stuck in your throat."

Dong Changqing didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, she only thought about Aunt Wang who was still busy in the kitchen, "Aunt Wang! Are there any more!"

"Yes, can Dongdong eat those first?"

"Okay~"

Dongdong, Dongdong.

Xiujue's throat was inexplicably itchy. He picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into his mouth. Before he could bite, Dong Changqing looked over with fierce eyes.

Rolling eyes...

Forget it, forget it, getting angry while eating hurts your body.

The sweet and sour pork ribs are sweet, and Dong Changqing likes them. He dragged the plate to the other side, protected it tightly, and then pushed the Mushu meat, which he didn't like, to Xiujue, "you eat this ,this is delicious."

Xiu Jue pursed his lips, unable to smile.

Dong Changqing has a big appetite and eats quickly. A plate of sweet and sour pork ribs soon left only soup. He didn’t have enough, so he stuck his chopsticks into the Mushu meat, dipped the meat in the soup, and cleaned it up. Clean, almost licking the plate.

Seeing him worrying about the empty plate, Xiujue felt extremely guilty about the ribs he just ate.

Aunt Wang brought out another plate of dumplings from the kitchen. Afraid that Dong Changqing would clear the place again and eat up her stomach, Aunt Wang cooked a few. She didn't expect Xiujue to eat with her, and she was afraid that Dong Changqing would not be enough to eat. Putting the dumplings far away from Xiujue very eccentrically, "It's hot, it burns your mouth, Dongdong blows it to cool before eating."

"Ok!"

With Xiujue here, Aunt Wang didn't have to watch Dong Changqing eat, she turned around and went back to tidy the kitchen.

Without outsiders, Xiujue's president air was also put down, and he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up Dong Changqing's fried chicken leg that only ate one.

The fried chicken legs were tasteless and the meat was not tender. Dong Changqing didn't like it, so he didn't stare at him, and just scooped up the dumplings with a spoon.

He doesn't know how to use chopsticks very well, and the edge of the dumpling plate is very narrow, so he can't pick up the dumplings no matter what, Dong Changqing frowned, and turned to Xiujue with a bright smile, "Mr. Xiu, can you help me pick up the dumplings?"

Xiujue was suddenly puzzled, "Why do you keep calling me President Xiu?"

He was good enough to Dong Changqing, Dong Changqing just kept calling him Mr. Xiu so forcefully, but he was dissatisfied with the nanny who had just met for a day.

Dong Changqing was more puzzled than him, "Aren't you called Mr. Xiu?"

Therefore, Aunt Wang is called Aunt Wang.

Xiujue smiled, and put the dumpling on his small spoon, "My name is Xiujue, Xiujue who cultivates, Jue who feels, you have to remember."

Xiujue's thoughts were very kind, he thought, if one day Dong Changqing got lost, as long as he remembered his name, he would definitely be able to come back.

But Holly's heart has not yet fully developed.

He blew on the dumplings and said casually, "It's none of my business."