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When Wang Manchun went home that day, he saw Ming's car again.She glanced sideways, and Mingcheng dozed off with his head propped up in the driver's seat.She asked the driver to stop the car, walked to the window alone, and knocked on it with her fingers.

Ah Cheng woke up suddenly, saw her standing beside the car, opened the car door and got out.

Wang Manchun signaled the driver to go back first, and took a step back to let Ah Cheng get off.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"You always ask me this sentence every time we meet," Ah Cheng said, "What if I say passing by?"

"Mr. Wang can pass by here, of course you can too, but the Ming Mansion is a long way from here, so... Do you believe me or not?" Wang Manchun said, seeing that Mingcheng locked the car, he went to Wang Go in the direction of the mansion.

Ah Cheng followed one step behind: "I'm waiting for you to go home. Last time I waited for you at No. 76, it seemed too conspicuous."

"Is the new government so free?" Wang Manchun turned his head and asked him, "Will Commander Ming let you go?"

"I'm not the only one in the secretariat." Ah Cheng said, "If I tell him about a date, he will definitely agree, and he will give me a sum of money to buy a gift for my girlfriend by the way."

"You said that?"

"No, so he didn't give me any money." Ah Cheng patted his pocket, indicating that it was empty, "Mr. Ming is even more stingy than you think."

Wang Manchun chuckled.

Seeing that she was finally in a better mood, Ah Cheng took a quick step and walked side by side with her.

"Did you like my New Year's gift?" he asked.

"Are you talking about roses or earrings?" she asked rhetorically.

"You can't carry roses with you, what about earrings? Why don't you see them wearing them?"

"You forgot, I'm hot filial piety." Wang Manchun touched his earlobe, where a pair of obsidian earrings shone.

"It's a pity, I searched for a long time to find such a pure ruby." Ah Cheng said,

"There will be a chance," she said. "I like it very much."

Ah Cheng's car was parked not far away, and he arrived at the door within a few steps.

"Come in and have a seat?" She asked standing on the steps in front of the door.

"No, I have to go back early." Ah Cheng said with his hands in his pockets, "Come back another day."

"So it's really... just waiting for me to come home?" She tilted her head doubtfully.

Mingcheng nodded with a very serious expression.

Her heart seemed to be touched by something, and then quickly restrained by her reason.

"Then I'm leaving." Ah Cheng said, "Go back to your room."

"Okay." Man Chun turned to open the door, suddenly remembered something, and turned around again: "Ah Cheng, I have something to ask you."

"Ok?"

"Do you know what pine pollen tastes like?" she asked.

"Pine pollen?" Ah Cheng thought for a while, "Listen to the name, is it a cosmetic?"

"Yes, Japanese cosmetics," she said.

"Do you like it? I can go to the mall to have a look and buy it for you if there is one." He said.

"No, I don't like it." She lowered her eyes, "I hate that smell very much. If you go to the mall, you can go to the counter and ask."

He frowned inexplicably, but nodded anyway.

Man Chun smiled at him: "Good night."

"Good night."

He watched her close the door, took a few steps back and raised his head, waited for the light in her bedroom to turn on, and then walked back slowly.

Wang Manchun stood by the bedroom window, waiting for his black car to disappear at the intersection, then turned his gaze back to the bouquet of roses on the window sill.

The rose in winter can't live long. She waters it every day, but it still can't stop its petals from withering one by one, scattered in front of the window.

She reached out and touched the fallen petals with her fingers.Hope he really takes her word for it, though a man would be stupid to smell pine pollen at a cosmetics counter.

The next day was Ming Jiaxiang's press conference. Ming Jing woke up early to pick out clothes, but her favorite lipstick suddenly broke. She turned to call Ah Xiang to go to the mall to buy, and was asked by Minglou who passed by with a breakfast plate. One sentence: "Isn't it just a lipstick? Elder sister, you have so many."

"Oh, it's different." Ming Jing turned to him and said, "The color of today's cheongsam must be matched with this color of lipstick to look good and atmospheric."

Ming Lou shrugged his shoulders to express his puzzlement, and Ming Jing joked, "It's the same color as your men's ties that match your suits."

"I never knew how my tie and suit matched." Minglou answered honestly.

Ah Cheng happened to come out of his room, the blue and white striped tie was not tied yet, he couldn't help laughing when he heard Ming Lou's words.

"You still have the guts to say it, if Ah Cheng didn't set it up for you every day, I'm afraid you don't know how many fools you would have made." Ming Jing smiled: "Go, go, let Ah Xiang buy me lipstick."

"Oh, okay." Ming Lou said.

Something suddenly came to Ah Cheng's mind: "Sister, Ah Xiang's breakfast isn't ready yet, time is tight, let me buy it for you." His voice was very loud, and when he saw Ah Xiang coming out of the kitchen from upstairs, He shook his head, signaling her to go back.

Hearing what he said, Ming Jing walked out of the room and handed him the broken lipstick package: "Can you find it?"

"It's definitely right to look for it like this, you believe me." Ah Cheng smiled, and then lowered his voice: "I have much better taste than elder brother."

"That's right." Ming Jing also lowered his voice and echoed.

"Ah Cheng!" Minglou's voice suddenly came from the bedroom: "Don't think I can't hear you."

The siblings looked at each other and smiled, Ah Cheng stuffed the lipstick into his pocket: "Then I'll go." As he said, he quickly tied the tie around his neck.Ming Jing stretched out his hand to straighten him up, and patted his shoulder: "Go."

The lipsticks that Der Spiegel usually uses are French brands, and only foreign trade companies in Shanghai sell them. Mingcheng gave the lipsticks to the salesperson and asked her to compare and pick out the exact same one.

While waiting, he walked around the counter and found Japanese cosmetics.

"Excuse me..." Ah Cheng looked around for a week: "I fell in love with a Japanese girl and want to give her a gift, what is the safest one?"

"Sir, you can send pine pollen. In Japan, traditional girls like it." The salesperson said.

"Show it to me." Ah Cheng said.

The salesperson took a Japanese-style box from the shelf, opened it and pushed it in front of him: "Sir."

He pretended to be buying it for the first time, and went up to smell it.

Familiar taste, unexpected...very familiar.

He frowned.

But as far as he knew, none of the girls around him used Japanese cosmetics.Der Spiegel uses European brands, and mostly uses their own perfumes; Ah Xiang usually doesn’t wear makeup; Man Chun uses what he doesn’t know, but it’s obviously not a Japanese product, and the fragrance is not so strong, nor so sweet.

"Thank you, please put it down for a while, I'll think about it later." He thanked him politely, and turned back to get the lipstick.

During breakfast, Mingtai moaned and was unwilling to agree to go on a blind date. Minglou looked at him and said softly, "I don't want to go on a blind date, so why go to the fireworks room?"

The young master was swayed by his elder brother, Ming Jing was still in the dark at first, but when he recovered, he suddenly caught fire.

Ah Cheng sat on the side drinking soup, looking at the siblings and younger brothers in a leisurely manner.

Mingtai looked over, and he put on a helpless expression.

"Ah Cheng." Minglou called out, and he immediately threw the spoon into the bowl and stood up.

"Shut the little guy up in the study." Minglou didn't appreciate it.

Mingtai said in a panic, "I'll go and I'll go!"

"Agreed?" Ming Jing asked.

"Yes, I agree." Mingtai succumbed.Ah Cheng sat down and continued to drink his pigeon soup.

"Don't play tricks." Ming Lou said.

Mingtai sat down, lowered his head and muttered: "The older one is not in a hurry, so he will force the younger one to go on a blind date."

"What did you say?" Minglou raised an eyebrow.

"I said I'm going to demolish your study!" Mingtai jumped up and ran towards Minglou's study.

"Speaking of blind dates..." Ming Jing slowly stirred the soup in the bowl.

"Eldest sister, you know that I..." Ming Lou stammered.

"I'm not going to let Wang Manchun in." Ming Jing glanced at him sternly.

Her gaze fell on Ah Cheng: "Ah Cheng..."

"Brother isn't married yet." He said immediately.

Ming Jing was blocked by him, pretending to be angry: "Look at it, look at it, it's all a good idea for you."

Minglou smiled apologetically and gave Mingjing a fried bun: "Yes, it's all my fault. Didn't Mingtai agree, why are you in a hurry?"

Der Spiegel turned off the fire.

Ming Lou looked over, and Ah Cheng obediently lowered his head and finished the soup in one gulp, said "Brother and Sister, eat slowly", and left the restaurant.

Aunt Gui was watering the flowers in the living room with a watering can. When she saw him passing by, she opened her mouth to say something, but he strode over as if he hadn't seen it.

He took a few steps, and suddenly smelled the familiar smell, and paused for a moment.

This taste is... pine pollen?

He shivered all over, walked upstairs steadily, and glanced at Aunt Gui.Japanese?No, she must be of Chinese descent, he confirmed this.

That is……

He licked his lips.

Japanese spy, lone wolf.

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normal update

My brother Ah Cheng doesn’t understand cosmetics 2333 but he can learn

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