When Xiang Han was sent to Ni Chuxue back to the room, his bodyguard had bought a new mobile phone and the item was given to her.

Ni Chuxue took a new mobile phone, and her heart was moved. There was a trace of wetness in her eyes, and she was so moved that she was about to cry.

Although at home, parents treat her like this, but for the first time, there are people other than their parents. She is so touched and thoughtful. She is really touched.

Xiang Hanhan said to her, "Go in and rest! Have breakfast together tomorrow."

"Yeah! Thank you, Uncle Xiang."

Ni Chuxue took the phone and pushed the door in.

Xu Han looked at the door that had been closed for a few seconds before realizing that there were bodyguards around him. He regained his gaze and told the bodyguard to leave, and he pushed the door into his room.

At this moment, in Jiang Yan's studio, Jiang Weiwei finally completed the final work, and the days away from the catwalk, only the day after tomorrow, she decided to take a day off to welcome this catwalk event.

In the office work time, there is a man who is patient, keeps on her, and asks for help. Every time five-star service is served, even the people in the entire office are dimmed.

I always have the culinary skills and desserts of a five-star meal from time to time, which is all the blessings of Jiang Weiwei.

So now, people in the entire office like her, because she has a generous boyfriend.

Although Xiang Qing is handsome, but everyone feels that he is only Jiang Weiwei's love, even if you want to create opportunities to know him, you have to know if it will be rejected by this man.

Therefore, no one dares to dig Jiang Weiwei's corner at this time.

After Jiang Weiwei checked the last document, she gave a sigh of relief and finally finished her work. She prepared everything properly. Now she only needs a good rest to welcome the day after tomorrow.

"Are you busy with your work?"

Just then, behind her, a man appeared, and the gentle palm was gently kneading on her shoulder.

Jiang Weiwei smiled and bent her hand and held the big palm on her shoulder. She turned the chair and looked up at him. "That time, thank you for staying with me."

"To accompany you is my happiest thing."

Xiang Qingying looked at the girl under the light. Although she worked overtime now, her skin was clear and shiny, and her whiteness was fascinating. He leaned over and kissed her forehead.

But kiss, men don't feel enough! He did not withdraw, obviously want to kiss again, Jiang Weiwei smiled and bent his red lips, greeted his kiss and fell.

Just a kiss, enough to comfort a man, Xiang Qing looked at the time, and unconsciously reached ten o'clock, he must be distressed to die.

"Go back! Let's go out together tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is your battlefield."

Xiang Qingqi smiled low.

Jiang Weiwei nodded and reached for him and asked him to pull her up.

Xiang Qingqi took her two smuggling hands, slightly pulling, Jiang Weiwei stood up, deliberately wrapped his hands around his waist, his face stuck on his chest, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of embracing him.

Xiang Qingyi also reached over and hugged and asked, "Tonight, staying at the hotel or going home?"

Jiang Weiwei thought for a moment, "I will go home!"

"is it?"

There was a little disappointment in the man’s voice.

"My mom called in the afternoon, she prepared me a bird's nest to fill my body, I don't want to waste her mind."

After Jiang Weiwei finished, he looked up and tried to compensate him. He bent his lips. "Tomorrow, I live in the hotel, and I am close to the show anyway, so I can get up early."

Xiang Qingyi was satisfied with the point of her pretty nose. "Well, I am waiting for you."

Although two people live together, they all sleep in separate rooms, respect each other, but hope to be with each other at all times.

Xiang Qingzhen did the real gentleman and gentleman, his restraint, his respect, showing his role as a man.

Jiang Weiwei was sent to the door of the house by Xiang Qingyu. Looking at the man who accompanied her for one day, she was somewhat unbearable, so let him go back?

Jiang Weiwei got out of the car. She walked around the front of the car and went to the driver's seat.

Jiang Weiwei leaned down and took his handsome face. The soft red lips kissed him on his thin lips. She smiled and waved home.

Xiang Qingyi was still unsatisfied, and her eyes were affectionately sent to her. Jiang Weiwei took a few steps back and watched that he was still there, and she waved again.

Xiang Qingyu had to watch her enter, and the black car drove into the night.

In the happy home orphanage, Li Yumei rummaged through the database in the store. It has been piled up for too long, and there are dust everywhere. Her old eyes are dim, and every one must be carefully watched before she can be put aside. If she remembers correctly, when Ni Chuxue was taken back, it seemed that there was a memory of something around her. What was it, she forgot.

However, this is something she packed into the warehouse, and she will not lose it. Therefore, as long as she looks patiently and carefully, she will be able to find out.

She has been looking for two days and nights, and almost cleaned up most of the sundries. Now, there is only a small piece of land piled up in front of her. If it can’t be found, then she I can only slap on Ni Chuxue.

After such a long time, this kind of thing can't be guaranteed.

Li Yumei was in the dust, and she gave a cough. She waved the gray in front of her and saw a wooden box appear. This box seems to be some years old, and it was drowned by time, just like a poor person. .

Li Yumei’s eyes slammed, and she still had some memories of the box. It was she packed up twenty years ago. I didn’t expect it to have been stacked in the corner for so many years.

She reached out and wiped the dust off, gently stroked it, and then untied the buckle of the embroidered, gently opened, the object inside, but it was well protected.

Li Yumei took out one by one, all of which were small items, probably left by the orphans who were raised back in the past. Some were given when the parents abandoned them, and some were worn by the children.

When Li Yumei thought that Ni Chuxue was sent back, it seemed that there was a red purse on the clothes. The average person would only have rice and copper coins. In those days, she was too anxious, and she never looked at it.

Li Yumei looked at the still small bag, her tears were wet, and it was still there! She reached up and took it carefully, and she did not expect to open it. She should hand it over to Ni Chuxue.

She decided to call Ni Chuxue tomorrow, but she did not know that Ni Chuxue’s phone had been lost.