Jin Muhan chose Chen Qianxun a lace cheongsam skirt with bare feet, which was apricot color. She had white skin, thin waist and long legs. She could wear any color of cheongsam, and would not look old-fashioned.

It is like a fairy, wearing a cheongsam, and its figure will only be more enchanting and beautiful.

Her hair is half-tied, casual and elegant. When she doesn't smile, her eyebrows and eyes are indifferent. No matter how gentle the color is, she will feel a little cold. If she wears black, her aura will probably be directly exaggerated. When she glances at you, she will be like an empress who is united in the country, sharp and cold.

Before eight o'clock, many luxury cars were parked at the entrance of the Four Seasons Hotel. The parking guy was almost too busy, and a black supercar was speeding from a distance.

The parking guy looked at it and wanted to whistle.

Mom.

This car is so handsome.

The Son of Pagani Wind, also known as the Son of Ghost, is the fastest-turning top supercar, which is difficult for ordinary people to control.

As a little man who often parks cars for wealthy people, he can't afford it, but he has some understanding of various types of cars.

My first wish to wake up every day: buy luxury cars all over the world.

Horizontal draft: Dreaming!

Can't afford it, but it can be afforded.

This is the benefit of being a parking guy.

In the blink of an eye, the car had already parked in front of the hotel.

The parking guy rushed up and opened the car door.

By the way, I want to see the owner of the luxury car.

But just took two steps forward and the door of the secondary seat opened.

A man in a black suit came down.

He has a handsome appearance and elegant temperament.

People are really noble, and you can tell at a glance that they are the kind of young masters from a big family with deep cultivation.

The parking lot has seen all kinds of young masters, but no one has the temperament to cultivate as well as the man in front of him.

Jin Muhan got out of the car, walked around the front of the car, and reached out to the person in the driver.

Chen Qianxun put his hand on, got out of the car, and had a slight smile on his face.

Jin Muhan asked: "How do you feel?"

"Cool."

This car was driven by Jin Muhan today. When Chen Qianxun saw it, he fell in love with it.

Jin Muhan picked up his lips: "Gift, yours." The car was customized abroad and was sent back to Yuncheng today.

The wedding gifts given by others are not as good as him.

He will serve his preferences.

He will give her whatever she likes.

Undoubtedly, he was very successful.

Chen Qianxun likes it very much.

I was very moved.

I don’t want to attend any charity dinner anymore, so I want to take her Mr. Jin for a ride and do romantic things.

For example, go to the mountains to see the night view and go to the beach to listen to the waves.

But she did not prepare gifts for Jin Muhan. Not only did she not prepare gifts, she was still very busy recently and had no time to accompany him.

Chen Qianxun pursed his lower lip, "I'm not ready for a wedding gift." It's so dereliction of duty, Chen Qianxun is self-examination.

Jin Muhan said yes.

Chen Qianxun was confused.

What is she preparing for?

Jin Muhan had gentle eyebrows and eyes, looked into her eyes and said the word "you".

He was stunned for a moment, and Chen Qianxun laughed.

He solemnly said: "I have received the best gift."

There will be no gift, it is better than getting a Shen Qianxun.

The only thing he wanted was her.

Other things are never rare.

Chen Qianxun kissed him and suddenly said, "Mr. Jin, you can wait for me here for a while."

"Where are you going?"

Chen Qianxun didn't say where to go, "Come back soon."

So she returned to the car, started the engine, and turned the car out of the hotel.

The parking guy on the side was confused.

Jin Muhan was still calm and looked very light, but the gentleness in his eyes was gentler than the night color.

He was so eye-catching that he sat quietly and lazy on the reception sofa in the hotel lobby, and there were always a few people coming to chat with him.

A girl wearing a light V-neck dress threw her male companion and walked over: "Sir, are you alone?"

Jin Muhan didn't raise his eyes: "I'm waiting for my wife."

The girl subconsciously looked at his hands.

No ring worn.

"Sir, you don't even have complete equipment when you reject others." The girl joked, pointed at his finger and said with a smile.

Tsk.

Even his hands are better than women.

Jin Muhan has never been a gentleman. Before he started again, he pretended to be so well-dressed and gentle, and deceived all ignorant people. But now, let alone perfunctory others, he has no intention of disguising himself at all.

He is evil by nature.

There is nothing wrong with releasing nature.

Those ignorant women will retreat.

Besides, not wearing a ring also touched Jin Muhan's minefield.

After quitting the certificate, the two went out to the supermarket to buy things or run at night. The older aunt likes to nag him: "Little girl, your boyfriend is very handsome."

"Little girl, does your boyfriend have an older brother or younger brother? Are you married?"

Jin Muhan told the aunts seriously: "We are married, we are husband and wife."

Aunts don't believe it.

It's because the two of them don't wear rings.

Until Shen Qianxun said that they were indeed married, the reason why they did not wear rings was because the wedding had not been held yet.

Jin Muhan was worried about this.

Of course he prepared the wedding ring, but because it was Shen Qianxun, he didn't want to be careless at all. He had to prepare everything for her.

So much so that the ring is carefully crafted and polished in the hands of a famous jewelry designer.

The man's eyes changed, and the gentle aura on his body changed.

There is a continuous and sharp turtle shaggy hidden behind the ground, and the coldness makes people feel cold in their hearts.

He was cold: "I refuse you don't need to be fully equipped." He paused, and said in a lazy voice: "What are you?"

That contemptuous look made the girl angry, let alone the knife hidden in her words, making the face pale and pale.

The girl angrily face: "Do you know who I am?"

"roll."

The girl went crazy and accused: "What's wrong with you, you have no gentlemanly demeanor at all?"

"It's so bad." She smiled again, "But, sir, you probably don't know. Men are not bad, women don't love them. Women like bad men, the worse they are, the more they like them."

Jin Muhan pursed his lips, his eyes were unremitting.

The girl has a little numb scalp.

The so-called bad man she calls actually refers to the kind of romantic and obscene man who can talk sweetly to you today and be ruthless and indifferent tomorrow.

But the person in front of him is obviously not.

It's still charming.

Very charming.
To be continued...