C399 A Souvenir

However, Yi Xiaomi waited for a long time. The man held the incense stick and did not do anything. He was like a rock, as if he was petrified.

That pair of deep hawk-like eyes were tightly locking onto her...

Frowning, Yi Xiaomi stretched out her hand and waved in front of Shang Moze. "Shang Moze, are you possessed?" It was as if she had just returned from pouring a cup of coffee. Her entire person felt very strange.

Forget it. If this man did not come, she would do it herself. She would do it herself and eat well. Mm, perfect.

Thinking about it, Yi Xiaomi knelt on the bed and threw half of her body into the man's arms. Her soft little hands touched the man's pocket.

"So stingy. Didn't I just ask you to pour a cup of coffee? It feels like someone owes you a few hundred million."

Yi Xiaomi pouted and touched the man's pocket with all her strength. Why didn't... Uh, it should be on the other side.

Looking at the woman's dark red cherry-like little mouth pouting, taking advantage of her fair and delicate face, Shang Moze felt his entire body heat up. The dark color in his eyes was so thick that it could not be melted.

This woman did not need to do anything. Just getting close to him would make him react...

"Qingren, this child, if it is a girl, then she will be called Shang Lianqing. If it is a boy, then it will be called Shang Yicheng."

The woman who was trying her best to take out the lighter in the man's pocket was stunned. She raised her head and her watery eyes were fixed just like that...

Love, life...

Love Yi Qingren for a lifetime...

Her white teeth bit into the inner part of her lips without a trace. Yi Xiaomi tried her best to calm herself down a little. How could she not understand this kind of meaning?

But Shang Moze, I am really too tired, so I don't want your love anymore.

"Well, whatever you want. Ah, I touched it!" With a surprised expression on her face, Yi Xiaomi curled her fingers and kept the cold metal in her palm.

Looking at the lighter in her palm, the corners of Yi Xiaomi's eyes twitched violently. Indeed, the world of the wealthy was not something that ordinary people could understand...

Usually, the lighter of an ordinary family was a plastic shell. Yes, through the perfect transparent plastic shell, one could also see the liquid inside.

Hmm, if it was a little more advanced, it would be a metal shell. At least, it would not die immediately after one kick...

But Shang Moze this fellow, Yi Xiaomi picked up the lighter in her hand and took a fierce bite. bullshit, really, really...

Seeing the woman's action, Shang Moze frowned slightly and fiercely slapped the woman's butt. "Dirty, not dirty!"

This, this, this... Yi Xiaomi looked at the lighter in her hand and did not come back to her senses for a long time. If she was not wrong, she remembered that she had accidentally seen it in a magazine before.

@ @ # @ # 217D5 # @ # @ # 1A623 DDD0 f 1d2 Cartwright # @ # # @ # @, famous for its luxurious style. The 18K gold embedded gem in his hand, please imagine the price yourself.

Ignoring the fact that her butt was hit, Yi Xiaomi looked at the lighter in her hand and took another bite. Really, really...

Touching the lighter in her hand, Yi Xiaomi blinked her beautiful watery eyes. Twisting rope carvings, bright metallic luster, excellent touch, heavy...

"Shang Moze." Looking up, Yi Xiaomi's white fingers gently caressed Cartwerriver. "Can you give this lighter to me?"

She was about to leave. It was good to leave it as a memento. There was something that told her that all of this was not her dream. It really existed.

Shang Moze frowned when he heard the woman's voice. "It's just a lighter. Anything in the house is not yours."

It was different. Yi Xiaomi's hand gently slid on the flint. Bright yellow flames rose up. The inner flame was a beautiful light blue. She took this thing from Shang Moze. It was a souvenir.

Looking at the quiet face of the woman, which looked even fairer and more beautiful under the bright yellow flame, Shang Moze clenched his fingers and suddenly made a sound.

"This incense, what is it used for?"

"Yi Xiaomi's fingers slipped and were burned by the fire that came out of the lighter. She stared at the man's face as if she did not feel anything.

In the air, there was a nice smell of burnt skin. It was very similar to the smell of roast duck, roast chicken, roast fish, and suckling pig.

Yi Xiaomi:... sneer, stepmother, do you dare to come over... )