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"He gave it to me."
Su Qiao dumped all the clothes in the bag onto the sofa.
Pink sportswear with cute bunny patterns, pink tutu skirt with lace edges, ice blue bow princess skirt
Looking at this pile of super cute clothes, Su Qiao's eyes twitched.
Even if we don't count the previous planes, she is already twenty years old in this plane.
Do these pink clothes with cute patterns and white lace really suit her
Father Su smiled very happily and patted Li Hanzheng on the shoulder, "You little brat, you still have some conscience."
Li Hanzheng, with an expressionless face, took out another travel bag from the empty space and stuffed it into Su's father's hand.
Dad Su was stunned and asked with some surprise, "Is this for me?"
Li Hanzheng nodded, very satisfied with his reaction.
If you want to be successful in pursuing someone, you must first please your mother-in-law.
That’s what it says in the book.
If you can't please the mother-in-law, it should be the same to please the father-in-law.
Seeing that he reacted quickly, Su's father was shocked and quickly pulled his daughter aside.
He lowered his voice and pointed to his head, "Daughter, has he recovered a little here?"
"Probably." Su Qiao nodded ambiguously.
"That's good. I was afraid he would be like this for the rest of his life."
Father Su was really happy for Li Hanzheng.
He happily took out the cigarettes and alcohol from the travel bag and looked at them carefully one by one.
He used to like smoking and drinking, but since he brought his daughter to the district, he has not bought these things anymore.
"This brat actually cares about others."
The more Su's father watched, the happier he became. Seeing that his daughter was still standing there, he picked up a skirt and stuffed it into her arms.
"Go and try them on. These clothes are made of good materials and have beautiful styles. You can't buy them in our district or area."
Su Qiao held the pink dress with white lace that Su's father stuffed into her arms, her mouth twitched a little, and she looked at Li Hanzheng, "Do you think this looks good?"
Could it be that he is just like Su's father and still treats her as a child who has not grown up
Li Hanzheng blushed and nodded, "It looks good."
"Daughter, you are thin and have fair skin. You will look good in this. This brat has good taste."
Li Hanzheng rarely dodged and looked into Su Qiao's eyes with great persistence. "You are cute and it will look good on you."
"No one has ever called her cute."
Isn't it said that a girl is only called cute when she is not pretty
Under the equally eager gazes of the two grown men, Su Qiao entered the room helplessly and changed into a pink lace princess dress.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I was immediately greeted by Su's father's exclamation and the man's frighteningly bright gaze.
The aesthetics of these two men
Su Qiao felt a little depressed.
Unfortunately, from that day on, Li Hanzheng seemed to have started some strange mode. No matter if he had nothing to do, he would go around collecting some cute skirts and sportswear, and then look for an opportunity to secretly put them in her room.
Of course, this is a story for later.
The next morning, Su Qiao changed into a pink hooded sportswear.
There is a cute big white rabbit on the chest, and two fluffy white rabbit ears hanging behind the hat.
This was the unanimous choice of Su's father and Li Hanzheng. If you don't wear it, you are not allowed to go out.
Since it wasn't a puffy lace skirt, Su Qiao reluctantly accepted it.
When he arrived at school, Su Qiao did not go to the library like he did the day before, but turned around and went to the school's large martial arts training ground.
There was a lot of noise there.
Just because today is the annual Psychic Competition.
Host, aren't you not going to participate in the competition? 444 is curious.
"I remember that in my previous life, I found a holy fruit tree in the final of this game."
“Afterwards, the big families in the district, as well as some forces, almost came out in full force.”
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