C272 Small Gift

This time, An Qingya's expression was not only strange, even her little face had a strange expression.

Seeing her expression, Chen Mo was stunned, "Don't tell me this bag costs four thousand!"

An Qingya shook her head.

Chen Mo heaved a sigh of relief, "Then why do you have such an expression?"

An Qingya playfully stuck out her tongue, "There's no need, Brother Chen