The pure black car body reflects an excessively dazzling light in the sunlight.

Jing Qingge Nunuu’s mouth said that she was used to it.

This is originally a "noble apartment" that makes every inch of land in City A, and it is even more luxurious cars everywhere. Any car is a global limited edition.

...

Chrysler's black windows slowly rolled down.

On the spacious seat.

The man was wearing a dark black suit, and his custom trousers were perfectly clad in his long legs. The ink-colored shortness and black sunglasses covered his eyes, but he could not resist the cool and cold light that shot between his eyebrows, and coldly shot directly into the taxi that had already driven out on the road.

"Young master, do you want to follow me?" A cold and respectful voice came from the driver's seat in front.

Suddenly, the corners of the man's lips, which were pursed into a thread, curled up slightly, and the lips were as cold as blood, cold and cruel as if the protruding Adam's apple slipped, and the low magnetic sound was overflowing.

"No, she will be back soon."

The black car window slowly swayed up again.

Before it was completely closed, a thin ray of gold shone in from the last window, falling on the man's slender and sexy palm, a colorful photo.

The person in the photo is not Jing Qingge or who is it!

...

Half an hour later.

Jing Qingge came back from the city by taxi.

She bought beef, pork chops, chicken wings, duck legs, bacon and so on, and a lot of vegetables. In addition to the grapes that Ji Yicheng wanted to eat, there were also mangoes, kiwis, bananas, apples, and finally some snacks, which were a total of seven shopping bags.

When checking out, the cashier in the city was surprised and asked her if she was going to treat her at home tonight.

She was embarrassed, but she did buy a lot, and she had the attitude of moving the city away. But if she wanted to buy it, she would buy more at once. Anyway, she had high-end fresh-keeping cabinets at home, so it would not break. Recently, the qm jewelry department often worked overtime together, so she didn't have that much effort to go to the city to shop after finishing overtime every day.

"Thank you, Master." Jing Qingge paid, got out of the taxi, walked back with a big bag, pouted his mouth and sighed silently in his heart, really, how heavy is, when will the miserable days of her little white Yang be the end...

...

If her father saw her current miserable virtue, his heart would be aching. He would definitely be so angry that his eyebrows would jump up and shout, "Why has my little princess become someone else's wronged little slave?"

A dead-end slut! Ji Ren's scum! The big devil in capitalism is just bullying honest people like her!

One day she will definitely turn over and step you under her toes and ravage you hard, kneeling down to her sister and singing conquest!

"I was conquered by you and cut off all retreat..." Jing Qingge was so happy that he hummed a little tune.

Suddenly, there was a "slam".

Jing Qingge's beautiful little face collapsed, and he looked at the red apples rolling around along the sidewalk, and the bag was broken.

Is this called the house being broken and raining all night?

Jing Qingge was deeply crying. She was going to the city to complain! The quality of this shopping bag is simply too bad, and it costs 30 cents per person, deceiving consumers!

...

Jing Qingge put down all the things in his hand, put the kiwi and mango in a bag, freed up an empty bag, and squatted to pick up the apples scattered on the ground.
Chapter completed!