PFC Chapter 1156 It Can Only Be Given by Me
Chapter 1156 It Can Only Be Given by Me
Twenty yuan can buy a lot of food. Mu Xiaonv has never had the concept of saving money. She buys five-yuan items with five yuan and eats twenty-yuan items with twenty yuan. She eats as much as she is given.
Perhaps she felt that this was food money and should be spent on food. If she saved it for other purposes, it would be a bit immoral and would be equivalent to cheating him out of his money. She had no reason to spend his money. He had included food and accommodation in the agreement, so she justified her refusal to spend a penny of her own money.
Zhuang Shiyuan went to the mall and looked at a lot of photos of his mother when she was young. He thought her clothes looked really good and wondered if it would be feasible for Mu Xiaoniu to follow that style. After all, Mu Xiaoniu was tall and thin, and he wondered if she would look as cute as his mother did back then.
Facts have proved that men still hope that the girls around them can dress sweetly. Seeing the bright-colored store, Zhuang Shiyuan walked in. The skirts were more beautiful than the other, and he even saw the uniform style that his sister wore during the day.
"I'm nearly 1.7 meters tall and weigh 46 to 48 kilograms. I need to wear something sweet and cute..."
Zhuang Shiyuan told the shopping guide his requirements: cute but not mature, sweet but not charming.
"The target consumers of Ladies' House are young people aged between sixteen and twenty-six, so the styles here can basically meet your requirements." The shopping guide took out a dress and handed it to Zhuang Shiyuan and asked with a smile, "Is your girlfriend a model? She is so thin. With such a figure, she can wear any outfit with her usual good looks." The shopping guide smiled.
This is the first time I see a boy buying clothes for his girlfriend alone. Isn’t that girl so happy?
Zhuang Shiyuan took down everything he liked, packed it up, left his address to his sister's house, and had someone deliver it directly to his sister's house.
How could he possibly let his girlfriend wear clothes that someone else had worn? Even if the brand wasn't cut, after all, it originally belonged to his sister. Although his current income was not much, it was more than enough to buy a few pieces of clothes for the little bastard.
After leaving his address and swiping his card, Zhuang Shiyuan walked out of the store and called his sister, telling the little bastard that when he went to pick out clothes, he could ask her to choose from the ones she had bought today and just say that they were second-hand ones his sister didn't want anymore.
That little bastard is not a man of integrity. You can't see any integrity in her at all, but if other men can do it, he can do it too.
The clothes were sent to Zhuang Shiqi. When she unpacked them, she was surprised.
It’s obvious that it’s worn by a little girl. Can you believe that girl would wear these?
I cut the label off the clothes and folded them aside, ready to be sent for laundry the next day.
After all, they were born of the same mother. Zhuang Shiqi understood Zhuang Shiyuan's thoughts very well. He looked down on her and thought that no matter how good the things were, they were not as good as the ones she bought herself. All the members of the Zhuang family were like this.
When Zhou Haoyu came back at night, he put the clothes he had taken off aside, rubbed his underwear casually, and then sent his outer clothes and pants for washing.
The laundry was placed in a separate basket every day. Zhou Haoyu paused as he put the clothes in. He picked up a piece of clothing and looked at it. Who bought this? Kou Quan?
Did the poor doctor win the lottery or something? He actually bought so many clothes for his wife.
The phone call went straight to my sister, "Did he buy you clothes?"
Zhou Lan'er was applying a facial mask when her brother called and she said something inexplicable. It took her two seconds to react.
"No, is today a special day? We only celebrate Valentine's Day and major holidays. Minor holidays are not included in our holiday plan." Zhou Lan'er said sullenly.
"Where are you at this late hour? Why are you talking? Is there someone next to you? Is he with you?" Zhou Haoyu asked repeatedly, "Lan'er, you're not married yet..."
"I'm at home, applying a facial mask. It's okay, I'm hanging up." Zhou Lan'er hung up the phone and carefully spread out the wrinkled facial mask paper.
Zhou Haoyu's face darkened, and he turned and walked into the room. He said a few indirect words, then pretended to ask casually, "Did you buy the clothes to be sent for laundry tomorrow?"
"No." Seventeen shook her head, hugged her husband and buried her head in his arms.
Zhou Haoyu's face turned completely black. "You accept things from everyone. What do I need from you?"
Seventeen looked up at her husband and explained with a smile, "I'll take it away in a couple of days. It's just for a few days. Don't be so stingy."
She found her husband's words a bit baffling. Why was she so angry for no reason? It was obvious that those clothes were not hers. She had to act cute and young once today. She didn't want to be criticized.
"I'm wearing school uniform today. Let me show you the photos." Zhuang Shiqi suddenly sat up and took out her cell phone, as if her husband had never seen her dressed like this before.
Zhou Haoyu glanced at it, his eyes fell on the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Wear it like this from now on, it looks good."
"Won't you get struck by lightning if you pretend to be young?" Seventeen asked blushingly and shyly.
Zhou Haoyu sat up and said, "Go put it on and show it to your husband."
"I've already showered and changed my clothes..." Zhuang Shiqi shook her head, but she couldn't argue with her husband, so she put on her school uniform.
When little girls wear it, it's adorable. When Zhuang Shiqi wears it, it's a different kind of temptation, the kind that's so well-developed. Even Mu Xiaoniu kept staring at Zhuang Shiqi's chest, which shows how magnificent it is.
Zhou Haoyu was breathing rapidly and his eyes were red. He walked up to his wife, pushed her down, lifted her skirt and pressed her down.
"I love you, my wife..."
The next day, Zhou Haoyu threw all the new clothes that were sent for laundry into the trash can.
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Zhuang Shiyuan returned to the small courtyard. There was a sweet smell of meat wafting through the yard. Zhuang Shiyuan's eyes twitched. Oh, is the little bastard cooking at home?
Striding into the small kitchen, Mu Xiaonv was sitting on a small stool, holding the test paper in her hand and memorizing the questions.
High school students, especially those with good grades, can't deny that some of their scores are earned through practicing through mountains of practice questions. The knowledge points are fixed, and it all depends on how the question setter formulates them. But no matter how many times the question is formulated, the answer remains the same, so memorizing the questions is a method, just a bit rigid.
"What are you cooking?"
Zhuang Shiyuan leaned against the door with a haughty look in his eyes. Although he was not handsome from the face, his faint smile always gave him a noble air that no one else had. He was unique and would make girls look back at him.
The Zhuang family has three children. The elder sister Zhuang Shiqi slept with her mother's face, which is fine, after all, she is a girl. But the twin brother is also very handsome and has brought disaster to the country and the people. What is the reason?
There is really a big difference in appearance between Zhuang Shiyuan and Zhuang Shijue. Zhuang Shiyuan looks like his father, but Zhuang Shijue has a delicate face. They don't look like anyone. When the two brothers stand together, everyone will ask in surprise, were they taken away by mistake?