Amnesia husband divorce?

Chapter 227
"Uh, it's okay." With such a big pillow, I don't know how comfortable it is to sleep with it.

Before he finished thinking about it, Mu Yan said in a cold voice: "It's okay not to say it! Say you don't like it!"

"I don't like it." Tang Niannian made a quick decision, shook his head immediately, but said in his heart: You still have to ask me your lines.

Seeing that his face softened, she added: "I also think it's a bit big, I prefer a small pillow, and it's more comfortable to sleep with my arms around."

"You don't need a pillow in the future."

"Ok?"

"There's me, why do you still need a pillow? Tang Niannian, can I be better than a pillow? Could it be that I don't feel comfortable holding it?" Mu Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, and in her mind, sleeping with her arms around is more comfortable Pillow counts to the end.

Tang Niannian's face turned hot.

She looked at the pillow, and then at other things, but unexpectedly, he bought it for her.

There was a sweet feeling in her heart.

"Then I'll tear it apart."

"Then leave this pillow to me to deal with." Mu Yan said.

"Okay." Tang Niannian nodded, but she didn't care too much. To be honest, even if this pillow was really given to her, she would be too embarrassed to sleep in it. Liu Chenfeng's face on it is enough to make people blush and heartbeat that's it.

By the way, how about giving it to Xiao Bar Chen?

Ah Jiu will definitely like this gift.

She was about to speak, when Mu Yan said as if talking to herself: "There is a lack of a pillow in Timo's nest, give it."

"Pfft—" Tang Niannian almost choked on his own saliva.

"Are you joking?" Give this pillow to the big dog?
Mu Yan told her with practical actions that he was not joking at all, he called Mrs. Fang and asked her to take it to Mu You.

Tang Niannian could only see it off with sympathetic eyes.

At the same time, she silently said in her heart that Liu Chenfan's fans must not come to her desperately, that was definitely not her idea.

The other deliveries were pretty normal, and Tang Niannian was still impressed with some things.

"I chose this sweeping robot, ah, and this dress. In fact, I just think this dress looks good and I have collected it. I don't want to buy it."

"Buy it if you think it looks good, why only collect it?" Mu Yan couldn't understand the logic of a woman.

"Because it's not practical, people generally don't wear it outside, they wear it only for taking pictures."

Niannian took out the dress and gestured in front of her, "Look, it's so fairy, it's more suitable for artistic photos."

It was an ankle-length white skirt, a long skirt with lanterns. At that time, she was amazed by the photo of the model in the picture. She thought the shape was good, so she added it to the shopping cart by the way.

She never thought that one day, Mu Yan would buy it for her.

"It looks good, the little fairy will be more beautiful in it, you can try it in exchange."

"That, I still don't want it."

"Go change it, I want to see it, I'll take a picture for you." Mu Yan urged her.

In fact, he had already discovered that there was no wedding photo of the two of them at home, not even a photo of them together, except for the red book, they didn't even have a wedding ring.

Mu Yan felt that what he gave her was really too little.

In the beginning, what kind of mood did he use to marry her? He didn't even give her a wedding.

He sighed, reached out and clasped his leg, and when he recovered, he gave her a wedding.

(End of this chapter)