C1041 Give Me the Old Wallet

Rongge was stunned, as if he didn't expect Qing Huan to be so straightforward.

"What's wrong?" The corner of Qing Huan's mouth twitched. "Can't bear to part with it?"

"No." Rongge rejected her subconsciously. "It's not that I can't bear to part with it. I just..."

He paused, as if he was thinking, "I just want to, I don't have money to spend."

Qing Huan seemed to have heard a joke as she burst out laughing. Her gaze drifted lightly towards the pocket in front of his chest," Are you saying that you don't have money? Then where did your cigarette come from?"

Rongge hurriedly explained, "I just... That's the money I applied for. It's not much. My Y Nation currency might not be suitable here."

" Then did you bring it? "

Rongge nodded, "Yes."

Qing Huan also nodded. Then, she stretched out her fair and long hand. "Give it to me."

Rongge took out a black wallet from his pocket. He wanted to pull it out, but stopped for a moment. He looked up at her blankly. "How much do you want?"

Qing Huan looked at the wallet in Rongge's hand. The design was not new and the wear and tear were quite serious. The leather was good, and it looked like it had been used for many years.

Qing Huan reached out a finger and pointed at the wallet. "Give it to me?"

Rongge was stunned again. "The wallet is already very old. It's not worth much."

Qing Huan bent her eyes and also tilted her head to look at him. "Can't bear to part with an old item from your lover?"

Rongge took out the money from the wallet and handed it to her. "I just feel that it might be better to take the money."

The wallet was in Rongge's hand. It was warm and soft in his palm, like skin.

Qing Huan could not help but smile when she saw him so neat and tidy. "It seems that it really isn't an old thing of a lover. But you don't seem to be a poor person. Why didn't you change the wallet when it's so old?"

"This wallet has been used for almost ten years. It hasn't been changed."

"You like it very much?"

Rongge thought for a while and shook his head. "I rarely use it. I'm just used to it."

Qing Huan nodded and then smiled. "That's good. This way, I won't feel sorry for you even if I keep it."

Rongge smiled. "I won't regret giving it to you if I give it to you. You don't have to feel sorry for it. However, I think this might be better. "

He shook the coin in his hand. "The old wallet is not suitable as a gift."

Qing Huan looked at the clearly opened paper in Rongge's hand and also found it interesting. She casually took one and said, "Then give me another one."

After saying that, she put the money into the wallet and put it behind her back. "As for the rest, you can give it to me when you find me at the foreign building next time."

Rongge reacted for a while and understood what she meant. He did not hesitate and agreed. "Next time I change the money, I will look for you."

The building Qing Huan was talking about was a foreign building used to receive guests. No matter how famous Qing Huan was, as a prostitute, she had to make plans for herself.

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows and looked at him carefully. "Are you willing to come?"

From the few times they had met, Rongge rarely spoke. He had a pure personality and was a little stiff. Perhaps he would be tempted by beauty, but he was not a man who was obsessed with it. Qing Huan did not expect him to deserve it so quickly.

Qing Huan had seen soldiers in the building before, but she rarely had the bearing of Rongge. Many a time, he was not like a fierce and unruly man who had come out of a sea of fire and a sea of fire. Instead, he was like a gentleman and a scholar who should have been reading and writing in front of a desk.

When Rongge was looked at by Qing Huan, he immediately stuttered, "I... can't go?"

Qing Huan smiled and thought of teasing him, "Do you know what a man wants to do in the building?"

Rongge widened his eyes and stared at Qing Huan.... "What?"

His slender fingers poked his chest and Qing Huan exhaled like orchids. "You are a man. Don't you know?"