Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

The little tiger teeth were eager to move in his mouth.

Boss, today is Christmas.

Say Merry Christmas and go before you die!

Angrily, she got up to turn off the computer, but found a sock hanging on the back of the chair.

Su Nan was slightly taken aback, and reached out to open it.

Lipstick, chocolate, and a golden peanut.

Is it a Christmas present from your boss?

Well, it's a bit of a conscience!

Su Nan decided not to turn off the phone, and just stare at it for half an hour.

[ps: Tenosynovitis has been committed, and I haven’t recovered after a day, so please make a full order! ].

Chapter 110 Would a gift of 10 yuan be too shabby? (Seek full order!!!)

"Siruo, is this your Christmas present to Jiang Zhou?"

In the girls' dormitory of the School of Finance and Economics.

Ding Yue, who had just washed up, came to Feng Siruo's desk.

Then he stared blankly at the five bank cards on the table.

I've seen those who give chocolates.

I have seen those who gave clothes and watches.

But it was the first time she saw - who sent a bank card directly.

"Can... can I?"

Feng Siruo looked at her nervously.

She really doesn't know how to choose gifts, this is the best way she can come up with.

Ding Yue didn't know what to say.

So she picked up the bank card and looked at it.

Each of these five bank cards was carefully labeled.

【Have a meal】

【dressing】

【travel】

【entertainment】

【Dating】

That said, each card here represents a different function.

The combination of five words is the daily life of a college student.

Ding Yue called it a good guy after watching it.

Is this the awakening of Feng Siruo's soul of the little rich woman?

Are you really going to turn Jiang Zhou into a bird in a cage?

This gift is interesting!

"Si Ruo, how much money is in these cards?"

Feng Siruo was silent for a moment, and raised two fingers.

"two thousand?"

"Two... ten thousand."

Ding Yue couldn't help but widen his eyes: "You put all your pocket money in it?!"

"correct."

"10 yuan, are you sure you give him all of it?"

"Emmm. Can't you?"

Ding Yue was choked and coughed: "But did you know? 10 yuan is equivalent to the income of an ordinary working class, the whole family for a whole year!"

Feng Siruo nodded: "It's amazing, so will he like it?"

"I really don't know what to give..."

"It's okay, but who taught you this? This is obviously a method that only rich women in their 30s have!"

"Emmm...that's how dad sent mom too."

Ding Yue gritted her teeth: "Damn rich man, I'm sore!"

Feng Siruo raised his small face: "Isn't that okay?"

"Okay, why not, I want to marry you, okay, but are you sure you want to keep Jiang Zhou?"

"No, no, it's a gift!"

Ding Yue was silent for a while: "You gave him all the money, so what did you give him on New Year's Day?"

Feng Siruo stared blankly at the bank card in his hand: "I... I can ask my father for more."

"what happened?"

Ding Yue rubbed his chin: "I understand, you want to empty out your home bit by bit and give it all to Jiang Zhou. It's a good idea, so you can get married, and no one can stop you!"

Feng Siruo's pretty face flushed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Siruo, why did you fall in love with that thief Jiang Zhou? If you like me, I only need one!"

"no……"

"Jiang Zhou is a scumbag, he discharges electricity everywhere, what's the good? You like me, we can still sleep together!"

Feng Siruo thought for a while, then suddenly picked up the book he had just read on the table.

She pointed and showed Ding Yue one of the lines.

On it was a paragraph written in black and white.

[I also only have one life, so I can't give it generously to someone I don't love. 】

"Ha ha."

The corner of Ding Yue's mouth twitched: "Don't be arrogant, I will definitely talk about a sweet love

Feng Siruo nodded: "Come on!"

"But I can't find a partner..."

"Xu...Xu Haodong."

Ding Yue opened his eyes wide: "Even if all the men in the world die, I definitely don't want that idiot.

Feng Siruo let out an oh, and continued to look at his bank card.

She is a little uneasy now, wondering how Jiang Zhou will react after receiving it.

Because sending a bank card and sending money directly are actually the same thing.

That would make it look like she didn't care.

Everyone is knitting scarves, knitting gloves and so on.

It is all handmade and it takes more than a month to weave.

But Feng Siruo didn't know it himself, and didn't dare to ask.

She's only this way.

It can be compared with those who give gifts with heart.

She felt that her gift of [-] cash was too shabby.

Nobody likes receiving gifts like money, right?

And only 10 yuan.

Everyone is sure to want a hand-knitted scarf or something...

Feng Siruo raised his head worriedly: "Ding Yue, isn't my gift too shabby...

Ding Yue almost coughed up old blood: "Feng Siruo, your values ​​are broken, completely broken

Meanwhile, downstairs in the female dormitory of the medical school.

A motley crowd of men and women gathered downstairs.

Exchanging gifts and making snowmen is a great joy.

Jiang Zhou called Han Rou down and gave her the Christmas gift in his hand.

"Thank you brother."

"What about mine?"

Han Rou lifted a paper bag and took out a knitted purple scarf from it.

Then she stood on tiptoe and wrapped Jiang Zhou around her neck.

"It's winter, keep warm and take care of yourself."

Jiang Zhou lowered his head and looked: "She's just my sister, my sister said that purple is very charming

Han Rou looked at him strangely: "Purple is indeed very charming."

"Well, it's just that if you try harder, my neck should almost break."

"Really?!"

Jiang Zhou, whose life was hanging by a thread, nodded.

Han Rou quickly let go of her hand: "I've never helped a boy..."