Auteur: Gu Rong Rong Traduction automatique
As she watched the leather belt being stepped on, the stifling feeling in her chest finally dissipated. She nonchalantly kicked the leather belt aside and her entire face was expressionless.
"Huo Nanchen, are you really sick? You destroyed my packaging and even stepped on my leather belt. Are you here to get beaten up on purpose? "
Gu Ruochu immediately tried to pick up the leather belt on the ground but was stopped by him. He stared at her expressionlessly, "If I don't step on this thing, are you really going to give this leather belt to Yi Eryang as a birthday present? "
"What else? " Gu Ruochu was about to throw her hand away impatiently, but he held her in his arms "Do you know what it means to give a man a belt? It's representative. What would he think if you gave it to him? Would he be horny right after divorcing me, or would you be hinting to him? "
"..."
How did she know that giving a man a belt had such a meaning?
Gu Ruochu felt a chill run down her spine. If the belt really had such a meaning, it was a good thing that she did not really give it away.
"Even if it was, it's not your place to discipline me. " Gu Ruochu had nowhere to vent the anger in her heart, all because of this man's vile attitude, "I can give him whatever I want. You said yourself that it was a fair competition, and now you're going to go back on your word and overturn the rules? "
Gu Ruochu's words were reasonable but they sounded harsh to Huo Nanchen's ears.
From the moment he opened the gift and saw that it was a leather belt, he felt that this thing was very eye-piercing. He felt uncomfortable all over his body if he did not destroy it.
He reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. The smile on his lips carried a trace of coldness as he gently whispered into her ear.
"Ruo Chu, don't always provoke me. "
He had given her six months. He did not really want her to fall into someone else's arms.
"You've trampled on the leather belt. I couldn't give it to you even if I wanted to. Now, can you let go of me? " Gu Ruochu scoffed. She wanted him to let go but the tighter he hugged her, the lazier she spoke. "I've trampled on your gift. Now, I've gone shopping with you, HMM? "
"There's no need. "
"Master Gu... I've already looked for the documents... "
The door was suddenly pushed open. The assistant raised his head and saw a tall man hugging the woman from behind. The woman was very petite, only revealing a little of her neck and hair.
Perhaps it was because of the angle, but the friction between her ears and temples made it seem very flirtatious.
Although it was pleasing to the eye, the assistant still spoke stiffly, "well, I haven't found all the documents. I'll continue to look for them. "
He then decisively closed the door.
Gu Ruochu finally pushed the man beside her away. Did the assistant think that they were doing something in the office?
What a bastard!
Gu Ruochu followed him to buy a present even though she was being pestered.
This time, she was a little more cautious. She immediately bought a high-end lighter. Huo Nanchen did not say anything but told her to quickly put it into a bag.
Just as she was about to leave the mall, he suddenly stopped in front of a brand store.
The salesperson looked at their clothes and smiled as she walked over, "sir, are you looking for a belt? We have many brands here. Which one would you like? "
"Let my girlfriend choose, she said that she would give it to me. "
He looked at Gu ruochu meaningfully and placed his hand on her shoulder to gently push her away. Gu Ruochu stood right in front of the salesperson.
The salesperson clearly understood and smiled gently. The other young salespeople could not bear to look away from this man. They felt that his elegant demeanor and Aura did not match that of an ordinary person, making him seem out of place.
How could there be such a handsome and cultured man?
Gu Ruochu saw that the girls had been mesmerized by his appearance and felt that it was understandable that she had fallen into his trap. He was a beast dressed in clothes, a refined and uncultured person.