Mrs. Qu returned to her room. When she passed the door of Qu Jingwan ’s room, she saw that the babysitter was kneeling on the ground to clean up the mess on the ground. Her brows were frowning. "Jing Wan, will she not eat?"

"Yes, ma'am, do you want to persuade the young lady, her body will be unbearable in this way, she is still so young, this is really not the way to go."

"Then what to do, this is the sin she made by herself. Who will help her repay, only herself. Since she doesn't eat, don't cook it specially for her, and you won't cook for her later, If she thinks about it, she will come down and eat by herself, don't worry about her. "

Mrs. Qu finished talking, lifted her toes, picked some clean places and walked over.

"lady……"

The nanny wanted to say something, but did n’t say anything. She just looked at Mrs. Qu ’s back and looked back at the door in the room. She sighed inwardly, as if thinking that she would face it next. What kind of life it is.

"Miss, how good it would be if you hadn't done so many wrong things, so that the master and his wife would not have to keep you at home for so many days."

It's a pity that the nanny is back. She can't talk at home and can't pay any attention. Mrs. Qu asked her to stop cooking for Qu Jingwan, and she really stopped cooking for her.

"Hey, now you go check with me to see where Ji Ziming is now. I'm going to find him."

Mrs. Qu, who returned to the room, called her celebrity. Her voice was low, but she was very serious.

"Okay, ma'am."

When the close friend hung up the phone, he immediately put on his clothes, and Jiuye lying next to him was looking up at him with a low voice, "You can see it, you like Madam Qu very much."

"Nine Lord, I was bought by her now. As long as she asks, I can't refuse."

Dear believers looked indifferent, looking at Jiuye was just looking at his leading boss.

"It's really good to say, then go quickly, don't let this old lady wait for anxiety, and ah, remember to bring me a sweet-scented osmanthus cake when I come back. . "

Jiuye's eyes closed gently, as if the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus was already at its best.

The people he likes, the people he doesn't like, the people he loves, and the people he hates are all gone when the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrant. His world seems to be quiet all of a sudden, and he has become lonely.

In addition to the Tibetan Mastiff who accompanies himself, now we need to count this kind of tender and tender body full of scarred cronies.

It seemed to him that when he was young, if he was ten years younger, he would be more handsome than this man, and he would be a little more handsome, and it must be the number one gold in this dark empire. sign.

Nothing else, just because of Jiu Ye's fame.

"Yes, Jiuye."

The close friend quickly finished wearing, nodded respectfully at Jiuye, and then opened the door of the private room and went out.

The sunlight on the road seemed to pierce his skin. He was not afraid of darkness, but he was always afraid of such sunlight. Because of this sunlight, it was like a dagger with light, plunging deeply into his Every corner of the body, every inch of skin, every inch of hair, he couldn't refuse.

Can not refuse.

Zhang Manhua and Qu Xiujie took three Mengbao walks along the way to a large shopping mall half an hour away from home, pushing two or two suitcases to select daily necessities and fresh vegetables by the container.

Zhang Manhua suddenly remembered that this morning, someone in the family had filled the refrigerator with the freshest cooked vegetables, fruits, and meat. I was afraid that if I bought it now, there was no place to put these things again, but Zhang Manhua still chose not to. Something was put in the trolley.

Charlie Butler followed Zhang Manhua and touched the gold card in his arms. This was the master gave him the night before they left. He told him that if his wife wanted to buy something, this gold card could be swiped any amount. Use indefinitely.

"Xiu Jie, what do you want to buy? There seems to be no shortage of things at home."

Zhang Manhua asked aloud, Ran Ran in the trolley came out of his head and said, "Grandma, I want that princess doll."

Looking in the direction Ran Ran pointed to, it was a pink Princess Barbie.

"Isn't there one in your room?"

Zhang Manhua remembered that this pink princess Barbie, she obviously gave Ran Ran a new one, how could it be gone so quickly.

"But grandma, this Barbie Princess is bigger and better looking. I just want this one."

Ran Ran spoiled, looked at Zhang Manhua, and then looked at Qu Xiujie, when he saw Charlie Butler behind Zhang Manhua, he opened his mouth and shouted softly, "Uncle Charlie, you buy me a good one it is good?"

If Ran Ran was still some distance away from Charlie's side, I'm afraid Ran Ran had been pulling Charlie's clothes around and selling them.

"Ma'am, this ..."

Charlie had no experience with children, but when he looked at Ran Ran like this, he suddenly felt like it.

"Okay, buy it. Grandma will buy it for you."

Zhang Manhua said with a smile, and pushed the trolley to the side of the Princess Barbie. After a closer look, it turned out to be a little more beautiful and bigger than the Princess Barbie in Ran Ran's room.

"Grandma, I still want that yellow one. Her hair looks better."

Ran Ran followed the pink Princess Barbie and pointed to the yellow Princess Barbie beside him.

Zhang Manhua didn't understand the definition of these princesses with different hairstyles and different clothes. As long as Ran Ran wanted, she put them in the car basket and let Ran Ran hold it to the edge of the cash register.

Qu Xiujie was behind Zhang Manhua, and An'an and Xiaojichi's toys were in his car basket, and the two young men were all behind Qu Xiujie. The selected toys also had IQ tests, but Qu Xiujie Very confident.

The three cute treasures in Peggy's house are all good one by one, one soft cute, one wise and one smart.

All are babies, all are Qu Xiujie's babies.

"You still want to buy something, if we don't buy it, we're going home."

Qu Xiu asked in an outstanding voice that the two little boys looked at other toys and shook their heads.

An An said with a bit of disappointment, "No, Grandma, we will go back here, the toys here are too low-level."

"The one you chose is also very inferior."

Xiao Ji said aloud and looked at the toy in Qu Xiujie's handcart. It was An An who had chosen it for a long time before he chose one.

"The one in your hand is still inferior."

An An and Xiao Ji Chi bothered each other.