When the vicious female partner wears it back

Chapter 117 I like it very much
Cotton candy is indeed sweet, after all, the only raw material is sugar.

After getting the marshmallow, Qi Cheng directly forgot about the candied haws. If he didn't see the marshmallow melting, he might even be a bit reluctant to eat it.Even though he still ate it in the end, he still couldn't help but praise the stall owner's ingenuity, so that people who don't know the situation listened to it, and thought it was some kind of treasure that is hard to find in the world.

After all, Mu Chushang had heard Qi Lian boast about things. Compared with Qi Cheng's few words, Qi Lian's boast was so eloquent that the Chinese teacher was moved to tears.But it's because Qi Cheng seldom crosses things like this, that's why it's so rare.

Although, this "rare" always makes people feel that there is something wrong with marshmallows.

However, Mu Chushang didn't ask, she only said that if she likes it, there should be another one at the other door. Anyway, they don't usually eat candy, so two marshmallows are nothing.

But Qi Cheng shook his head: "No, one is fine."

Qi Cheng said so, and Mu Chushang didn't say anything else. The two girls continued to wander in the park, saw the Monkey Mountain in the park, and listened to the Chizhi Opera Art Center next to the other door for a while. The old man sang an opera, and then went out through the side door together, wandering casually in the street.

Although the old city is not as prosperous and beautiful as the new city, there are always many surprises in the streets and alleys of the old city that you can't find without going deep.As early as when he learned that his sister had invited friends to visit the old city today, Mu Tang told Mu Chushang that he came out from the gate of the park and walked along the street to the third intersection. There was a good snack in the alley opposite Coincidentally, Qi Yan also recommended this family, so Mu Chushang and Qi Cheng also went.

The two girls ate, walked around and ate, but they really wandered around aimlessly for a whole day.

They made appointments with their respective drivers at four o'clock in the afternoon. When it was early three o'clock, they stopped shopping and found a place to sit down.

Qi Cheng took out the small bag that just matched his clothes that he had been carrying all day. The small bag was bulging, and Mu Chushang was curious about what was inside it at first.

She didn't ask, but now, she knows too.

I saw Qi Cheng took out something from the inside and handed it to her: "I've already given it to Chuqing for the New Year's gift, the courier that Yaoyao sent, this is yours."

Mu Chushang took a closer look, and it was a box that was handed over. Inside the box lay a stacked section of red hairband, on which patterns were thinly embroidered with gold and silver thread, and broken jade tassels on both ends. It looks like nothing at first glance.

What Mu Chushang cared about was not the bits of broken jade, after all, in terms of value, this bit of jade was not even comparable to the painting Qi Cheng gave her at the previous birthday party.Her eyes fell on the uncomplicated but definitely not simple pattern of the hairband, and then she looked up at Qi Cheng: "Did you embroider it yourself?"

This question does not seem so plausible when the subject of the question is a 17-year-old student who is determined to study, and is a 17-year-old student from a superior background and whose family business has nothing to do with it.

But when Mu Chushang asked, his tone had changed from doubt to determination.

The 17-year-old girl who was asked smiled and nodded: "I'm not very good at these, and I'm not good at embroidery—do you like it?"

From the tone of voice, it was as if he was saying that he was not good at knitting scarves, that he was not good at knitting scarves.

Mu Chushang looked at it and couldn't see anything bad about it. He took it with both hands, then looked at Qi Cheng, and smiled: "I like it very much. I decided to use it for the New Year."

　Qi Lian: As long as the author is changed, this is also my role

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