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Chapter 334 Jolo Perfume (4)

"Old lady..."

Before he could stop it, the phone was hung up.

With a gloomy face, Yunde slammed his phone on the table.

Damn old woman.

He's so humbled, what else does she want him to do.

……

Perhaps because of the weekend, the street crowds are surging.

Qiao Luo dragged Long Beijue into a luxury jewelry store, and there were various perfumes on the display cabinets.

The exquisite packaging alone is enough to attract the love of a wave of young ladies.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged man, wearing a beige suit and a brown top hat, elegant and gentlemanly.

Seeing them coming in, his gaze stayed on Long Beijue for a few more seconds.

Recognizing Long Beijue, it was like meeting an idol, with an excited smile on his face.

Out of politeness, he didn't rush up immediately.

Standing in front of the counter, he was so excited that his voice trembled, "Call me if you need help."

Qiao Luo thanked him and walked aside holding Long Beijue's arm.

She joked, suppressing her voice, "It seems that you still have a wide range of fans."

It's better to be an admirer than a fan.

Long Beijue smiled softly, "Do you think you have found an excellent husband?"

Qiao Luo couldn't help laughing, saying that he was fat and he was out of breath.

She rolled his eyes at him, reached out to pick up a bottle of perfume, "What kind of perfume do you think Auntie and Feifei like?"

Anyway, we're all out shopping, so let's go back with some small gifts, and have fun.

Long Beijue glanced at the perfume in her hand, "I don't know, just buy it."

Anyway, they should be very happy if there are gifts to receive.

Qiao Luo put down the perfume and picked up another bottle, "Since it's a gift, how can it be casual."

Long Beijue lowered his head and approached her, and his magnetic voice fell on her ear, "Then do I have a share?"

Qiao Luo squinted at him, "What flavor do you like?"

She didn't seem to have seen him use perfume, and the perfumes on the dressing table in the room were all for her.

The corners of Long Beijue's lips curled slightly, and he said clearly, "Qiaoluo's perfume."

"Let me be poor." Qiao Luo slammed his elbow on his chest and cursed with a smile.

"You want to pick your own."

Long Beijue chuckled lightly, glancing at the scene on the side of the road from the corner of his eye, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Luo, look over there."

Qiao Luo turned his face and followed his line of sight. It turned out that someone's car had broken down. The man was checking the condition of the car, and the woman accompanying him was on the phone, probably wanting someone to come over to repair the car.

However, why did he let her watch this?
Before she could ask, the man's low voice entered her ears, "It was raining, and someone's car broke down. He obviously couldn't repair the car, and he turned into a little cat."

After the words fell, low and deep laughter overflowed.

Knowing that he was teasing her, Qiao Luo stretched out his hand and twisted his arm, "Did you walk that day on purpose to see me laugh?"

What's wrong with not being able to repair cars, she's not all-rounder, she might be proficient in everything.

"It just so happens." Long Beijue laughed.

"Who would believe you." Qiao Luo snorted softly, "It must be on purpose."

She just left Long's house on her front foot, and he also appeared on that road on her back foot, saying that it was a coincidence that she believed him.

She picked up two bottles of perfume, and held one of them to the tip of his nose, "Help me smell how it smells."

Long Beijue, "..."

How does it sound like she treats him like a dog?
(End of this chapter)