Long Qingtian's eyes were slightly deep, and he looked down at the girl in puzzlement.

The smile on Mo Jiu's face could no longer be maintained and froze.

Seeing that Long Qingtian didn't express his opinion immediately, Jiang Yichun thought that the other party was just not used to taking the initiative, so he took a step forward with a smile: "Brother Tian, ​​can you give me one of this dress? Or, can I buy it at the original price?"

Jiang Yichun's posture is noble, and what he said makes people unbearable to refuse.

Even the clerk looked at Long Qingtian expectantly, as if waiting for Long Qingtian to nod.

Long Qingtian turned his head, looked at Jiang Yichun expressionlessly, and said, "No."

Jiang Yichun was taken aback.

With his head down, Mo Jiu, who was exuding a sense of loss all over his body, froze.

Whoosh raised his head, Mo Jiu looked at Long Qingtian in surprise, as if wondering if what he heard just now was true?

Long Qingtian turned around, signed his name neatly, then raised his head and said to the clerk: "When all the clothes are delivered, they will be destroyed immediately."

After saying this, he turned his head to look at Mo Jiu who was already stunned, "Go and change clothes."

Mo Jiu felt that he went to the dressing room in a daze, took off his skirt in a daze, put on his own clothes, and walked out in a daze.

Only then did I see what Jiang said with a pure smile, while Long Qingtian remained indifferent.

Mo Jiu lamented that Jiang Yichun's acting skills are really superb. He just made such a big scandal, and now he seems to be fine. However, Mo Jiu never imagined how femme fatale this woman is.

After Long Qingtian sent Mo Jiu home, he drove to the army.

At night, Mo Jiayi called Mo Jiu to go downstairs, and when Mo Jiu walked down, he saw two outsiders in the hall, one of them was Jiang Yichun.

In the hall, Jiang Yichun didn't know what he said, which made Mo Jiayi smile very happily, and the few of them chatted happily.

And beside Jiang Yichun, a gentle man sat there in a proper manner.

"Xiao Jiu, come down quickly." Mo Jiayi excitedly waved to Mo Jiu, motioned for her to come down, then pointed to Jiang Yichun and said, "This is your elder sister of the Jiang family, you have met before."

Jiang Yichun smiled gently at Mo Jiu, pointed to the man next to him and said, "This is my cousin, Jiang Zhao."

After Jiang Yichun finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Zhao with a smile and said, "This is the daughter of the Mo family, Miss Mo Jiu. Xiao Zhao, isn't Miss Mo very beautiful?"

What Jiang Yichun said was very straightforward.

If Mo Jiu didn't know what Jiang Yichun meant, then she had spent eight years in Dongshi for nothing!

If a man praises a woman for being beautiful, there is only one possibility, being a matchmaker.

Mo Jiu glanced at Jiang Zhao, but saw that the man was a little thin and not tall, wearing a pair of black trousers and a white shirt.

He combed the standard middle parted hair, well-behaved, with his head down, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. When Jiang Yichun introduced Mo Jiu, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Jiu, and his movements were not generous at all, a little twitchy.

And then his ears turned red, he nodded embarrassingly, and said, "Well, it's very beautiful."

Mo Jiu's eyes fell on Jiang Zhao's legs, but he saw that his legs were together, and there was no gap between them.

Mo Jiu suddenly thought of a cold joke he saw on the Internet some time ago.

That sneer is about things that men can’t do but women can do. Of course, the first one is that men can’t have children. I don’t remember which one it was. It said that women can keep their legs together when they are sitting , while men cannot.

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