Chapter 404

He looked back and asked in his icy eyes.

"That..." She chuckled twice, rubbed her fists and palms, and stretched out her palms to him, "give it to me."

"How many billion?" He took the check holder out of his pocket and prepared to write her a check.

"What, how many billion?" She blinked innocently.

"Nonsense, money, of course." He gave her a cold look.

Think she asked him for money?

The trough! Big mistake!

He's too proud, isn't he? Should we pay directly in RMB 100 million? Millions and tens of millions are impatient?

She likes such a super boss with culture and quality.

"Who asked you for money?" Deeply moved, she forced the checkbook back into his pocket. "That I want the scab that just fell off my face. "

She saw with sharp eyes that he held it in his hand and didn't throw it.

He frowned in thick black. "I can't give it to you."

"Why?" She was a little angry, "holding a little scab off my face, don't feel sick, don't feel tickled?"

"No problem." The cool male voice is very straightforward.

"No matter." She reached for it. "Give it to me quickly."

At the thought of the scab in his hand, her scalp was numb, and she felt that her noble image in the eyes of the male god was about to be destroyed.

"What fell into my hand, then, is already mine." His eyes, cold as a cold star, were full of deep meaning and fixed on her.

I like to take you with me all the time, even if it's just a little bit of your skin.

She couldn't understand why he was so insistent, "forget it, it's up to you."

He waved his hand boldly.

Just now, he almost wrote her a check for 100 million yuan. I gave it to him.

Bai Qinghao went to the desk in the study, sat down, opened the drawer, found a small transparent plastic box with the size of a thumb, and put a little hard crust on her face into the box.

After watching for a while, he put it into his coat pocket contentedly.

In the master bedroom, Fang Xinxin noticed that there was a European carved dresser beside the luxurious big bed.

Zhao Cheng, the housekeeper, asked, "is this dresser for me?"

"Miss Hui Fang, it was ordered by the commander. He said that it would be more convenient for you to live here. The make-up and skin care products on the dressing table are also prepared for you as ordered by the commander

Fang Xinxin was deeply moved.

In her previous life, she knew that he was a tough man and didn't like to put some feminine things in his room.

Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to do so.

"Go down." She waved.

The housekeeper Zhao Cheng looked at her face in a strange way and stepped down respectfully.

Fang Xinxin was sitting in front of the dresser in her pajamas, combing her long hair in the mirror.

Suddenly, her eyes touched her in the mirror, and she almost screamed.

On the face dense smallpox scab one by one is warping the dry hard corner, when a pair falls off the condition.

When she touched her face, a few scabs fell off naturally.

So many hard acne scab at the same time warping angle, to get rid of, the mirror's own like a horror film, a miserable that is the visual sense.

Turn off the light, only the dim light band is on.

So look again, in the mirror appeared a pure natural without make-up, the face in the skin "ghost!"

Fang Xinxin laments that she is so scared that she can hook up with female ghosts.

It's no wonder that even before Zhao Cheng, the staid housekeeper, left, he couldn't help looking at her face in surprise.

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