I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Chen Chuan saw that He Jiaqiong and her young hair were very chatty, so he didn't mix them up at all.

"You two find a place to eat, I'll do something by myself." Chen Chuan put the two of them out of the car and drove away by himself.

Considering that He Jiaqiong didn't have much money, Chen Chuan sent her 10,000 yuan on WeChat and let her eat.

Go to the sales office.

Chen Chuan signed two contracts, one for house purchase and one for renovation.

The people from the decoration company are also there.

Afterwards, Chen Chuan got the house key and went to the large flat on the 39th floor of the [Huaxi Center] with the people from the decoration company. The decoration style was discussed.

Chen Chuan finalized the style, Nordic minimalism.

Previously installed Chinese style, new Chinese style, pastoral, American, Mediterranean, modern, etc., this time try a different style, minimalism. Simply decorate to give a sense of quality, and to spend money is also a technical job.

Chen Chuan looked at the case of the decoration team and passed the aesthetic test, so he was relieved to let them do it.

It's lunch time.

Chen Chuan went to eat by himself.

After dinner, I returned to the hotel and prepared for a lunch break. Since he drove out to play, he has been spinning around, and his time management is too tight, especially when he took five consecutive kills in one breath yesterday, which was quite exhausting.

Chen Chuan took a bath, asked Zhao Yunfei to call a SPA technician, gave a massage, and fell asleep.

This sleep, sleep till the afternoon.

Until you hear a knock on the door.

Chen Chuan woke up in a daze, went to open the door, and saw He Jiaqiong standing outside.

Her cheeks were red, as if she had drunk.

"I'm here to fetch clothes, are you sleeping?" He Jiaqiong asked.

Chen Chuan sent a message to Zhao Yunfei and asked her to send someone upstairs to get the car key.

After a while, Zhao Yunfei ran up by herself, and Chen Chuan gave her the key. She ran downstairs? How many employees did she bring? Bring up 70 clothes bags and put them on the living room carpet of the presidential suite.

Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He Jiaqiong stood there a little cramped. She took the initiative to say: "At noon? I used the 10,000 you gave me? Ask Huang Miaomiao to eat. It cost 800 yuan? I ate Haidilao. There was 9,200 yuan left."

"You take the flowers." Chen Chuan said, "Are you going home tomorrow? I should be on the road too? Continue playing."

"Huh? Go home tomorrow." He Jiaqiong said, "Thank you for buying so many clothes. Hey, you haven't seen me try them on yet, do you want me to wear them for you?"

Chen Chuan, look at the time? Is it 3:30 in the afternoon? "You don't need to worry about wearing it. By the way, did you buy new underwear?"

"Ok."

"You go take a bath, put in a new one, and the old one... throw it away." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay, wait for me then? I'll take a shower first." He Jiaqiong smiled softly.

Chen Chuan pointed her to the bathroom and taught her how to open hot and cold water.

Then waited in the living room.

From the far direction of the bathroom? There was a sound of splashing water.

"More sensible than her sister..." Chen Chuan said to himself.

Indeed, bought 2 million clothes for her sister Amin? Her sister didn't seem to appreciate her. And I bought 100,000 clothes for my sister, and 20,000 milk powder? My sister would smile when she talked? And she would offer to try on various clothes for herself.

It can be seen that, first, this sister is a person who loves beauty. Second, this sister is sensible, not a child like Amin, but a person who knows how to be grateful.

Ten minutes later.

The bathroom water stopped.

In the bathroom, He Jiaqiong wrapped the changed old underwear in a plastic bag and punctured it to death and put it in the trash can. Then I wore a new set of low V lace bra and nice bottom panties. This set of 1,536 yuan was bought at a high-end counter. The brand was in English, and she couldn't read it. She bought 3 sets of this kind of underwear.

Before, she couldn't imagine that she was willing to buy underwear for 1,500 yuan. Her own underwear was bought online at a discount of 100 yuan. If she knew about Zhang Mengyue, she knew that Mengyue's underwear was all ten to twenty thousand sets, and she would not know what she would feel.

Black lace will never go out of style, as long as the figure passes, it will always be beautiful and sexy.

After she put it on, she took a picture of the full-length mirror in the bathroom. Although she had given birth, she had a slender waist, wide hips, hips, big bears, long legs, everything was nothing to fault. It's okay to take a picture and become an underwear model.

Then she put on a set of simple denim shorts and a white T, and went out.

The denim shorts were slightly short, and she was a little uncomfortable when she reached the base of her thighs. As she walked, she felt a whistling air, and she felt that she didn't know where the air came from, and she continued to drill down.

"It's so short, I bought it hastily... How do I wear it out to meet people?" He Jiaqiong was ashamed, but he went to the living room and walked to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan put down his phone and looked at the 170-height young lady.

The young lady washed her hair and **** her long yellow hair into a simple high ponytail. This one is the simplest to wear, but the 170-high long-legged lady wears it, which is also the most classic.

"I am not as good-looking as my sister, but I am a little taller than her..." He Jiaqiong said.

"Be confident, you are not inferior to her." Chen Chuan encouraged, "This body fits very well, just..."

"It's just that the hot pants are too short, I know...I don't know how to go out." He Jiaqiong said hurriedly.

"No...the length is OK, isn't it the same length on the street?" Chen Chuan said, Mengyue and Li Kexin's hot pants are shorter than yours. People should still go shopping.

Chen Chuan said: "This body fits well, but it's a bit plain. Let's look at another one."

"Okay." He Jiaqiong carried Chen Chuan on his back, bending over to find the clothes bag lying on the ground.

Chen Chuan watched her 170-height young lady bend over in front of her, with her hips facing her, saying that these hot pants are indeed a bit white... No, the **** is indeed a bit short...

But he was not Miao Renfeng, and he didn't take the opportunity to peek, so he looked down at his phone.

He Jiaqiong found a suit and took it to the inner bedroom to replace it.

The sound of rustling dressing and **** came. After a while, she was wearing a water-blue shirt and skirt, with no extra decoration, simple yet feminine, low-necked design, making the neck look more slender, and the career line in front of her full. The waist-retracting design on the waist reflects the graceful figure, with a light and gentle aqua blue color, which makes the skin white.

"Like a young literary girl." Chen Chuan said, "like the kind of poetry."

"Sit wet? Is it so obvious?" He Jiaqiong quickly touched his back.

"...It's a poet." Chen Chuan said silently.

"Ah? No... can you see it?" He Jiaqiong touched her skirt and blushed, "I'm sorry, it may be because of coughing. When I first took a bath, I splashed water."

"Didn't you come out in the hot pants suit when you took a bath?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Ah...that..." He Jiaqiong said poorly, carrying a bag into the house, "I will show you another set."

Rustling.

After a few minutes.

She came out in various styles, wearing a warm and rich tomato red dress, with a kind of exotic style. Very fashionable colors, with a sense of high quality, this kind of long toe dress, simple and atmospheric, suitable for her tall girls. The special one-line collar design makes her full of feminine charm and small sexy, which makes her look bright.

"I like this kind of toe-length dress. It feels safe and looks good?" He Jiaqiong asked.

"How much is this?" Chen Chuan asked.

"This one seems to be 2200 yuan, is it expensive?" He Jiaqiong stuck out his tongue.

"It's not expensive, it's cheap. It looks good, but your legs are long and thin, so it's a shame not to show it." Chen Chuan said.

He Jiaqiong chuckled: "I don't want to be seen so much by others. What is important for a woman is the inside, not how much flesh is exposed."

"Do you have something inside? You can't even understand poetry..." Chen Chuan laughed.

"I'm studying and self-study. I'll change it for you again. There is a black lace dress, I promise you will like it." He Jiaqiong said happily, "Where, oh, I found it, this one! "

"Don't say... When you bought it, did you consider my taste?"

"Guess..." He Jiaqiong walked in with his clothes.

"Do you have any leopard prints?" Chen Chuan shouted to the back room.

"No……"

After a while, He Jiaqiong came out again.

Black lace gauze skirt, fish scale style, long legs are looming under the translucent gauze skirt.

He Jiaqiong turned a few times like a lively little girl, her dress is very soft and elegant, showing her **** waist.

After all, Chen Chuan is a young body that doesn't speak martial arts. Seeing her sultry figure and turning around, the skirt is flying, and she can't hold the gun, so she has to take a deep breath.

"Give me a comment~" He Jiaqiong asked slightly aegyo.

Chen Chuan felt like he was talking about it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but couldn't say anything. After holding back for a long time, he suffocated two words: "I want to R"

"Fuck~" He Jiaqiong grinned and gave a sharp look.

"Why are you so bothersome? Every time you change clothes, you have to enter the house, so can't you just change in the living room?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Of course not!" He Jiaqiong said immediately.

"You don't change your underwear, do you wear them all?"

"That's not okay, how can anyone change clothes in front of others, that would... lose my sense of mystery." Then she took a few clothes bags and walked into the back room.

Chen Chuan said: "Then I have to use a trick to give you a big reward. If you change it outside...every time you change it, I will buy you an extra."

"Change to an extra set?" He Jiaqiong asked, poking her head out of the back room.

"Yes, if you change 30 sets in the living room, I will buy you another 30 sets. Is the deal done?" Chen Chuan asked.

He Jiaqiong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "That won't work!"