Leng Tien looked at her with a slow tone, with a somewhat inexplicable emotion, "What gift are you going to give me?"

Hearing that, Qiao Yimo turned his mouth, is there such a blatant person who asks for gifts from others?

Qiao Yimo's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was cold and indifferent, "I don't think so."

"It's okay." Leng Jian grabbed her mobile phone and pressed her under her body. "If this year's birthday gift were you, I would be happier."

Qiao Yimo put his hands on the man's chest, his voice hoarse, "Your hand is still hurt, get up, get up."

"Give me something, and I'll get up." Cold and tired, he was injured, completely reluctant to let go.

Qiao Yimo sighed helplessly, and lightly pecked on the man's thin lips to show comfort, but he didn't expect the man to lift the back of her head with his right hand and directly deepen the kiss.

*

Cold house.

Qiao Yimo sat in the living room, eating fruit blankly to replenish his energy.

If she really gave herself to that man on her birthday, she didn't know how he would toss herself.

Qiao Yimo thought about what was about to happen, with cold hands and feet.

The servant looked at Qiao Yimo who was alone in a daze in the living room, and whispered over and asked: "Miss Qiao, why are you alone in a daze, what do you think?"

Qiao Yimo shook his head, "Nothing."

At this time, her Yu Guang suddenly appeared in Bo Hua.

I saw that Bohua was coming back from outside, as if going upstairs to explain something.

Qiao Yimo moved his lips and stopped him.

Bo Hua turned his head, propped up his glasses, a smile flashed under his eyes, then walked to Qiao Yimo's side, and respectfully said: "Miss Qiao, what's the matter?"

Qiao Yimo found a comfortable position, tilted Erlang's legs, and pressed his voice very low, "That...what gift does your master like?"

To be honest, they have been together for so long, and she has never learned about the man's hobbies.

To be more precise, he has no interest in anything, and no hobbies. As for what gifts he likes, it's really hard to say.

Hearing this, Bohua thought about it for a few seconds, and the same way of holding glasses flashed through his eyes, but it was fleeting, "There are very few things that can be liked by Lord Tiong." As he said, he After a pause, he continued: "But he was watching an auction recently, and there is a necklace in it that he particularly likes."

"Necklace?" Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows, a little funny, "Why would he like necklaces?"

Bohua pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "It's a ring and necklace, and it's a couple. If he receives such a birthday gift, he will definitely like it very much."

After a long silence, Qiao Yimo nodded and looked around, his voice was cold and indifferent, "Don't tell him."

"Understood." Bo Hua nodded, propped his glasses and walked upstairs.

Seeing Bohua's fading back, Qiao Yimo took out his mobile phone and browsed the auction he was talking about.

It seems that there is a couple ring necklace. Qiao Yimo didn't hesitate to call Liuxin directly, "Tell the person in charge of the M Guohuazhuang auction that the necklace hung on the website must be given to me. Keep it."

*

Leng tired study.

"Boom boom boom!" A knock on the door sounded.

Leng Juan looked at the computer screen, his eyes narrowed, and he said solemnly: "Come in."

Bo Hua pushed away from the office and entered, pushing his glasses, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Master Tired."

He walked directly to the man and said softly: "Miss Qiao asked me just now." JrNovels.com