Castle Peak Like Jade

Chushuang looked in the direction where he raised his chin, and there was a Koenigsegg parked not far away, license plate number 8888.

Looking back, I checked the oil in the fuel tank, and it was still sufficient.

"Okay, but I don't have a suction line here."

Han Zhenhao smiled, put out the cigarette, "I have it there."

Chushuang also got out of the car when he came over to fetch the oil hose, and saw him smoke half a bottle.

"If it's not enough, pump more, there's still a lot in the tank."

"That's enough, as long as you can drive to the gas station in front."

After taking out his mobile phone and swiping twice, the man said familiarly, "Add a WeChat, and I will transfer the gas money to you."

"No need, there is not much money, everyone has difficult times."

"That won't work," Han Zhenhao looked at this face at close range, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was his fault, and he said with a smile, "I am most afraid of owing others, so I can do whatever I want."

Seeing that the attitude in his eyes was too serious, Chushuang was also straightforward, turned to the payment code and handed it over, "Okay, then 10 yuan."

Looking at the payment code, Han Zhenhao chuckled.

Looking gentle and harmless, he is quite principled in his work.

This WeChat is not so easy to add.

"Alright, thank you girl."

"It's all right."

Opening the door to get in the car, Chushuang's phone rang, and when she picked it up, Li Bingbing howled: "A Shuang, you finally answered the phone, did you get the phone?"

"I got it. Fortunately, the driver is not ignorant of the money."

Han Zhenhao walked towards Koenigsegg with gasoline in his hands, and whispered, "A Shuang?"

Looking at the cool "iron box" in front of him, he even opened his favorite quadruple serial number, but the beauty didn't even look at it.

Tsk lightly, yes, that's what makes it interesting.

Most of the fun is lost when it is easy.

After receiving Bingbing's call, Chushuang turned the car around to find her.

Seeing a fashionable Li Bingbing at the mall, Chushuang handed her the milk tea she bought on the way, "Why do you suddenly want to go shopping in such a cold day?"

"Don't go back now, I have to buy some gifts to coax those little nephews."

Chushuang paused slightly, "Are you going back to Guiyun?"

"Well, I've been in the imperial capital for a while. One is to see you, and the other is to listen to the idol's concert. It's time to go back now."

"That's fine, Uncle Li and the others miss you too. Then we will not see each other for a long time after we part. You are not as easy to meet abroad as you are in China."

Li Bingbing scratched Chushuang's chin, "We have to meet again during the Chinese New Year. It's not like you won't go back to Guiyun, so come to my house to play."

After strolling around the mall, Li Bingbing bought a lot of things in large and small bags. Influenced by her, Chushuang also considered buying some things to go back.

Sheng Ting bought her a lot of presents before, but she hasn't bought anything for him yet.

Passing by a men's clothing store, Chushuang called Li Bingbing to stop, "I want to go inside and have a look."

"Okay."

Holding her hand, Li Bingbing became very curious, "Buy it for your man?"

"have a look."

The clerk warmly greeted him, "Is there anything I can do to help you two?"

"What are the best suits in the store?"

"The row at the back is full of the best men's clothing." Seeing the two people's extraordinary looks, the clerk's attitude is attentive, "What age group is the girl buying for men?"

"More than 30."

Under the bright lights in the store, every suit looks very good in texture, and Chushuang really can't tell the difference.

"This set of silver gray dress is elegant, dark blue gentleman, black and black is more restrained, but the fit is the best, and it is also matched with an English waistcoat. This set is what people often call ascetic style. It is the clothes that pick people... "

Seeing the clerk hesitate to speak, Li Bingbing asked: "What?"

"There is only one set of the same style, and it is a large size."

"Oh, you have to be tall to be able to hold it up." Li Bingbing touched the earrings, and said with a lazy smile: "The one in my family is 1.9 meters, I think it's quite suitable."

"If you are 1.9 meters, there is no problem at all. A tall man must look good in this suit."

Li Bingbing looked at the vest inside, touched Chushuang's elbow, and jokingly said, "It's still the waist vest, absolutely, I can already imagine the picture."

Chushuang coughed and looked at the clerk, "I'm not sure if there are 1.9 meters, but... there should be around 188. Speaking of which, when buying a suit, you usually have to try it on yourself to know if it fits?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely suitable for the height you said. I have been a shopping guide for five years, and I still have some experience. If you believe me, you can take it back to your husband for a try. If it doesn't fit, you can take it back at any time. Return and exchange, if you really don’t believe it, don’t rush to buy it, next time you have time, sir, come and see it together, and try it on the spot.”

If you bring Sheng Ting over to see it, it's not called a gift.

"Okay, help me take it off."

The shopping guide's eyes lit up, "Do you need a tie for you?"

"can."

The young lady was skillful, folded the suit and put it in the gift box, and tied a neat bow with a ribbon.

Chushuang swiped the card very readily, and didn't bat an eye when she saw the string of zeros on the card machine.

After the two left, the shopping guide chatted with her best friend on her mobile phone, praising the fairy customer she met today, and bought the most expensive clothing in the store in less than 10 minutes, and the commission was enough for her two months' salary.

After walking for a while, Li Bingbing recalled the scene of Chushuang swiping his card without blinking just now in the store, and teased, "It's rare to see you spend a lot of money, and you are willing to buy things for your husband. How did you hear that when you first came to the capital, find I don’t even want to find a more expensive house, sometimes I don’t understand you, obviously the rich are going to die, and I won’t even let myself go if I pick it up.”

Chushuang said lightly, "Ride a bicycle to the bar, the province should spend money."

Li Bingbing was happy, "No wonder you can hold the money."

Seeing the bathroom, Chushuang handed the things to Li Bingbing, "Wait for me."

While she was going to the bathroom, Li Bingbing discovered something interesting.

When the first frost came out again, Li Bingbing had an extra handbag in his hand.

"A farewell gift for you."

Chushuang was curious, "You didn't give farewell gifts before."

I was about to take it apart for a look, but was stopped, "Go back and look at it, I'm hungry after swimming for a long time, let's go eat."

What I ate was the spicy crayfish from a Sichuan-Chongqing restaurant.

Back in the Imperial Garden of the Qing Dynasty, she forgot about the farewell gift from Li Bingbing and went to the back garden to look at her own dishes.

Buttered cabbage, wormwood, spinach, and coriander are growing well in their respective sites. It's time to arrange a hot pot meal.

I took part of it and put it in the vegetable basket, waiting for hot pot for dinner.

In the afternoon, I watched a few episodes of drama on the soft sofa in the master bedroom, and looked out the window, the sky was getting dark.

I yawned, put on my slippers and went downstairs to prepare dinner with Aunt Yuan.

"Just wash those dishes for me, and I'll make the bottom of the hot pot."

Aunt Yuan stood aside and watched her roll up her sleeves and asked softly, "Madam, can you?"

Chushuang nodded confidently, "Of course, I'm good at cooking."

When Sheng Ting entered, Aunt Yuan was in the living room making hot pot side dishes. There was the sound of pots colliding in the kitchen. She looked over and saw that Chushuang came out with the pot.

Her hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, her sleeves were raised to reveal her white and tender arms, and the apron on her body explained everything she had done.