Let it be a misunderstanding.
What does it have to do with her?
He simply closed his eyes and took a short nap.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiao opened his eyes on time. He quietly got out of bed, got dressed, opened the door and went out.
Almost the instant he closed the door, Song Qingliu opened her eyes.
A sense of loss and bewilderment swept through my heart.
Lin Xiao only sees her as a client. How can she win him over?
It seems she still needs to work harder.
So she got up, picked out a beige cashmere cardigan from the dressing room, put it on, and then gracefully went downstairs.
After Lin Xiao went downstairs and changed his shoes, he was about to leave when he heard a noise and turned around to see Song Qingliu.
She was holding a bottle of perfume.
"Here, your birthday present. See if you like it?" Song Qingliu smiled, her bright eyes and white teeth shining through.
Lin Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Qingliu, I didn't expect you to prepare a birthday present for me. I'm so touched!"
He took it and saw that it was Le Labo Sandalwood No. 33 perfume.
His concept of perfume as a luxury item is like his concept of AJ sneakers: he has only heard of them, but has never used them or inquired about them.
But he didn't back down. He unscrewed the cap, pumped out a small amount, and applied it to his wrist.
The rich aroma of cedar and sandalwood fills the air.
The crisp and warm woody scent blends together beautifully.
"Hmm, it's the flavor I like. Qingliu, thank you."
Song Qing's eyebrows and eyes exuded even more charm. She hooked her arm around his and said coquettishly, "I'm glad you like it. Let's go have dinner. Sister Wang made her best cordyceps flower and black chicken soup."
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