"The bank's hat is not worn..."

When the berry raspberries ran out of the house, the champagne-colored Porsche had already driven away.

"It's not comfortable to drive with this kind of hat, so it's better not to wear it."

Ai Qianqian looked at the Panama hat in Ruimei's hand and shook his head and walked back into the room.

Ruimei kept looking at Porsche disappearing at the end of the road. She raised her straw hat, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath under her nose. The smell of perfume from the bank reminded her of the stars...

I hope that I can pass my mother's level smoothly this weekend with the money shop.

Money shops like to make shapes in front of Ai Qianqian, and they change to different shapes when they appear 365 days a year.

At the beginning, Ai Qianqian advised that excessive dressing styles are wasteful, but the money shop insisted on matching Ai Qianqian's fashion outfit blogger's identity, and the dressing is becoming more and more exquisite.

Ai Qianqian also takes the affordable and practical route of dressing, which is not like a bank with famous brands. Some of the amazingly priced looks are terrible.

"The vlog of the main offline communication activity of up is too difficult to cut, so let's go to the account..."

Staring at the camera, Ai Qianqian was a little distracted. He didn't know where the money shop took Wu Yaoyang. There was no pet hospital nearby. With the money shop's style of doing things, he had to find a well-known big brand chain pet hospital and would definitely drive to the city center.

I kept tossing until dawn last night, and Wu Yaoyang must have not had a good rest. Will the money bank accidentally get something he shouldn't say? If the money bank knows about what he was from 2010, wouldn't the sky collapse...

"What style will be made tomorrow? Let's go with the flow! So the next day I was wearing this... Well, I was wearing this, because the invitation letter for the event is required to be grass green and apricot yellow. As a fashion blogger, you must deduct the topic..."

Looking at the script that Ruimei wrote temporarily in the morning, Ai Qianqian gradually entered the working state.

"Ok!"

Ruimei put away the camera and walked behind Ai Qianqian and gently squeezed and rubbed her shoulders.

It can be seen that Ai Qianqian was restless because of Wu Yaoyang's departure.

"I'm not tired, I don't have much work today. You should be tired, go back and have a good rest."

The energy spent on entertaining the money shop is no easier than work, Ai Qianqian turned his face and blinked at the berry.

Ruimei pretended to be calm, and suddenly exerted force on her knuckles. She heard Ai Qianqian's "Ouch" scream and laughed.

"I'll be with you tonight."

"Okay, don't regret it."

When she said this, Ai Qianqian complained in her heart. She still wanted to continue exploring the art of time travel with Wu Yaoyang. It would definitely be inconvenient to have someone beside her!

"When will I regret it?"

The money shop said that she wanted to stay for accommodation. Meimei didn't expect him to destroy the relationship between Ai Qianqian and Wu Yaoyang. It was always good to have someone beside her. Although she couldn't do anything about the money shop, she could still restrain the money shop by using a little trick.

At this time, the mobile phone has new information and a series of pickup information.

"It must have been sent by the brand. A few days ago, you said you would move and let them postpone the shipment. Now I'm busy!"

Ruimei had to go to the door of the villa to pick up the express delivery. When she passed by the sofa, she accidentally ran over a shopping bag and hurriedly picked it up and put it on the sofa.

Seeing the sea-blue short-sleeved casual shirt slipping out of the shopping bag, Ai Qianqian couldn't help laughing. He took Wu Yaoyang to buy clothes but forgot to remind him to change it.

Thinking of Wu Yaoyang walking with a luxury money shop in slippers and home pants, the picture must be very strange, like the prince and the young follower...

My father called.

I must have found the license plate information of Wu Yaoyang’s family!
Chapter completed!