The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 607

"Wear it once in a lifetime? Do you still have this kind of tie?" Meng Yao stared at the tie in her hand with wide eyes in surprise, then compared to the front of him without a tie, and then looked at him, feeling really good.

It is good to look good, and you are so handsome with a tie!

"Are you planning to get married? There are also several red ties here. Girls give boys ties, which has a good meaning of keeping them for a lifetime." The shopping guide came over and introduced with a smile.

"Ah?" Meng Yao was stunned, and looked up at the shopping guide, "For wedding?"

"Yes, this red color is specially for weddings. Didn't you buy it for weddings?" the shopping guide asked with a smile.

Meng Yao looked at Qiao Yiyuan, Qiao Yiyuan looked at her, and finally she smiled awkwardly and put the tie back in place.

"No, no. Let's see."

Qiao Yiyuan let her drag him away, sighing aggrievedly.

Seeing a dark blue tie in front of the round tie cabinet, Meng Yao's eyes lit up, she reached out to pick it up and compared it to Qiao Yiyuan.

"Is this one good?"

"it is good."

After shopping for clothes and ties, it was already lunch time, and the two went downstairs to buy vegetables hand in hand, and after paying the bill, they went back to Qiao Yiyuan's house to cook.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Qiao Yiyuan's cell phone rang, and Meng Yao was pressing the password to open the door.

After changing the shoes, Meng Yao took the dishes in his hand and went to the kitchen, while Qiao Yiyuan was answering the phone.

"I have an appointment at noon, I'll go back in the evening." Qiao Yiyuan said to Mrs. Qiao on the phone.

In the kitchen, Meng Yao was also answering the phone call from Qiao Haiting.

Meng Yao wanted to say that she didn't have time, because she still remembered what he said when she met Qiao Haiting two years ago, so she didn't really want to see Qiao Haiting, but now she and Qiao Yiyuan were in a fiancée relationship, so it was hard to refuse.

"Then Uncle Joe can do it whenever he has time. I can do it anytime."

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight, are you free?" Qiao Haiting was much more polite and gentle this time than last time.

"Of course no problem!" Meng Yao said hurriedly.

"Well, I'll call you at six o'clock."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yao's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and she let out a long breath.

The phone rang again, it was from Chen Juan.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"You bought all these clothes that were delivered to your home?" Chen Juan's tone was full of surprise.

"That's right! Does the dress look good?" Meng Yao's face showed the excitement of offering treasures.

"It looks good, as long as you like it." After hearing that Meng Yao bought it, Chen Juan didn't say anything.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Qiao Yiyuan walked in, and he even changed into a casual home clothes with a pullover.

"I'll do it, you go outside to rest." He started to sort the things he bought.

"It's okay, I can do it too." Meng Yao rushed to do it, but was pulled aside by him.

Meng Yao had no choice but to stand aside and watch him do it, and she did it well. When he cut the cucumber, she stretched out her hand and pinched it, but he slapped it down.

"Wash your hands yet?" He glanced at her, lowered his head and continued cutting.

She stuck out her tongue, ran to wash her hands, then went directly in front of him, reached out and pinched a slice of cucumber into her mouth, leaned her hair against his chest, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "It's crunchy."

He stopped chopping vegetables and looked down at her smiling face, then bowed his head and kissed her in the opposite direction for a while.

Meng Yao's nose smelled the quiet and pleasant smell that belonged to him, her heart was beating wildly, her eyes were looking at the wheat-colored skin on his neck, and the sexy throat that was slightly sliding up and down because of the kiss.

Suddenly, I felt like drinking honey at this moment, as if getting married early was not a difficult task.

He put his arms around her waist, stopped his intertwined lips, pressed his thin lips against hers and said dumbly, "Baby, can you get the certificate first?"

(End of this chapter)