Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Jun Jiuyan's face was rubbed into a bun, but what can I do, the little guy's eyes are excited and happy.

Jun Jiuyan stared at her without turning around.

"Really," Mu Qianqian rubbed repeatedly, "Your skin texture is so enviable if girls don't know it."

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah, I like it!"

This is the second time that Mu Qianqian has said that she likes it without hesitation, and Jun Jiuyan believes that she really likes it.

"Then do you want to send it to you?"

"want!"

"take it."

"??" Mu Qianqian.

I saw Jun Jiuyan reached out his hand, pinched his own face, and then turned to Mu Qianqian's face.

clatter!Paste it lightly, "Now you have it too, are you satisfied?"

"?!!" Mu Qianqian, would Jun Jiuyan do such a thing?This simply subverted my cognition.

After waiting for a long time, Mu Qianqian came back to her senses, "Childish ghost!"

"Ah."

"The childish ghost is you!"

"Yes, it's me." Jun Jiuyan admitted frankly, "What's the problem?"

"No, no."

"Then remember to take good care of your face. After all, I gave mine to you. You should pay more attention to it."

A serious man talking nonsense can actually look so normal.

Mu Qianqian sighed in amazement, this realm cannot be learned by herself.

The two stayed in the backyard for two hours. Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer to zero, Mu Qianqian took steps cautiously.

Unfortunately, before going out, Jun Jiuyan asked slowly, "Where are you going?"

"I," Mu Qianqian felt like a thief, "I'll get you a gift."

"Ok?"

"Although the party is prepared, gifts are still necessary. Wait for me."

Jun Jiuyan watched Mu Qianqian run away, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, what does it feel like to be remembered by others?Jun Jiuyan felt it completely now.

The little guy was holding a big gift box, which was half as tall as her. It was very difficult to hold it, but he still walked towards him.

Jun Jiuyan walked over quickly.

"Don't," Mu Qianqian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and then stopped him, "Don't come here, go back!"

"?" Jun Jiuyan.

"Do you understand the sense of ritual!" Mu Qianqian stomped her feet, "Go back and stand, I can't hold you anymore!"

Jun Jiuyan took two steps back and stood still.

Mu Qianqian panted a little, and put the exquisitely packaged gift box in front of Jun Jiuyan, "Huh, I'm exhausted."

Jun Jiuyan wanted to rub her arm for her.

"Don't." Mu Qianqian stopped again, "Your first task now is to take it apart!"

"Hurry up, hurry up," Mu Qianqian glanced at the time, "It's almost midnight, be on time!"

"Row."

Jun Jiuyan is not really interested in opening the gift, but because it was prepared by Mu Qianqian, she still looks forward to it.

What's in a half-person-sized box?
Open the first layer, and there is a second layer, the second layer is opened, and the inside is well covered by a layer of ribbon.

Mu Qianqian stared at Jun Jiuyan expectantly, "Hurry up, hurry up, the last floor."

Under her gaze, Jun Jiuyan pulled away the ribbon and a suit.

The color of night purple and the texture of velvet are different from ordinary velvet, which will feel cheap if you don't pay attention.

Even if this suit is left like this, it looks very high-end, and its texture is very good.

"Pick it up."

With one word and one movement, Jun Jiuyan picked up the suit.

The moment I got up, there seemed to be very fine flickers on the suit.

"Why did you think of giving me a suit?"

"Because you need to."

Although Mu Qianqian didn't prepare anything particularly innovative, she really put her heart into it.

From fabric to cutting to design, Mu Qianqian did it all by herself. If she doesn't know how to cut it, she will study hard. If it is useless, I don't know how many materials are used to make it.

The mind trumps everything.

Jun Jiuyan was reluctant to wear it and was about to put it back.

This is prepared by the little guy, so it must be collected.

"Don't worry," Mu Qianqian said helplessly, "Such a big box can't be done with just a suit. You can go on down, step-by-step."

The gifts on each floor are different, from mature to young, then young to children, and finally back to children.

Jun Jiuyan unwrapped all the gifts that had been there for so many years at once, and he didn't know what to say, but he was in a very responsible mood at the moment.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qianqian was worried, "Is there any gift that I don't like, or what is the situation, I'm afraid of your expression..."

He hugged Mu Qianqian and hugged her tightly.

Jun Jiuyan pressed her chin against her heart, "Don't move, let me hug you."

Mu Qianqian stood motionless, but was still puzzled, "Jun Jiuyan, what's the matter? Why did you react like this."

"It's okay." Jun Jiuyan closed his eyes and hugged Mu Qianqian tightly.

What kind of effort is required to think of preparing birthday presents every year.

What kind of miss will I remember every year.

Jun Jiuyan kept exerting force, trying to integrate Mu Qianqian into his body and penetrate into the bone marrow.

Being hugged tightly by him, Mu Qianqian was no longer flustered, and gradually settled down, as if she suddenly knew the source of Jun Jiuyan's emotions.

Mu Qianqian sighed, "I thought you were angry, but now I see if you are not, Jun Jiuyan, are you moved?"

"Ah."

"Actually," Mu Qianqian's voice was very soft, "I've always wondered if it would be different if I met you earlier or younger."

"What were you like when you were a child? You must have been a gentleman."

Thinking of the shrunken version of Jun Jiuyan, Mu Qianqian couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, "It should be a very attractive lady, she must be very good looking."

"No." Jun Jiuyan's voice was a little jerky, "It's not attractive at all."

"Really?" Mu Qianqian hugged Jun Jiuyan back, feeling his emotions, "It doesn't matter if you were not popular before, but now you are very popular, and there are more than one of them."

"No need." Jun Jiuyan changed his posture, lowered his head and looked at Mu Qianqian, "Just one is enough."

"Well," Mu Qianqian nodded, "One of me is worth ten!"

"Then do you like me?"

"I like it." Mu Qianqian's eyes were full of him, "I like it very much."

"Then let's give birth to a smaller version of you?"

"No!" Mu Qianqian directly refused, "I don't want someone to compete with me, and wake up, I'm still in school!"

"I'm awake." Jun Jiuyan gently bit Mu Qianqian's ear.

"That's good," Mu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, "Then make a wish quickly, don't say it out loud, keep it in your heart, and this year's birthday will be over, hurry up and hurry up."