The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 109 The Pride of Heaven 52

Yang Shirui only felt bored in her heart, her eyes were sour, tears gushing from her eyes.

She hurriedly lowered her head so that no one could see her crying.

After blinking and squeezing the tears from her eyes, she turned and walked towards the yard where she lived.

Some things, some people, it's time to let go...

Jie Wenzhan and Ye Chenfeng, Tianmiao went shopping for a day, ate a lot of food, and even bought a lot of them. Last time Sifang City Tianmiao bought some special products for Yinglong, this time it was no exception, and bought more things. Of course, the person who paid was Ye Chenfeng and Jie Wenzhan.

When Jie Wenzhan returned to his house, he found that someone had been waiting there.

It's Cheng Miaomiao.

"Brother Jie!" Cheng Miaomiao happily greeted Xie Wenzhan when he came back.

"Ah, why are you here?" He explained the doubts.

"Waiting for you." Cheng Miaomiao replied softly.

"Why are you waiting for me? Don't go back to sleep?" Jie Wenzhan became even more puzzled.

"You!" Cheng Miaomiao was a little angry to understand the incomprehensible style of hearing the war. A girl is waiting for you in front of your door, what can you say?

"Something?" Jie Wenzhan asked carefully, seeing Cheng Miaomiao's face unsightly. Women are more fickle, he still has some experience. The Shangwu incident still left a shadow on him.

"Brother Jie, let me ask you!" Cheng Miaomiao asked this, seemingly plucked up courage.

"Ah, you ask." Jie Wenzhan said.

"Do you think I am good? How do you think I am compared with Sister Yang, oh, and compared with Sister Pei today, who are we better?" Cheng Miaomiao asked directly.

"It's all pretty good." Jie Wenzhan thought this question was strange.

"I mean who is best? Who do you like better?" Cheng Miaomiao was anxious.

"It's all the same." Jie Wenzhan didn't understand Cheng Miaomiao's brain circuit at all. What kind of question is this asking? Is there any difference between them? The difference in cultivation base?

Cheng Miaomiao said something else, a footstep sounded. Then there was the voice of Junior Sister Pei.

"Brother Jie, are you there?" As soon as the voice fell, Junior Sister Pei had already walked in. Seeing Cheng Miaomiao reconciling with Jie Wenzhan, she was not surprised, but walked up with a smile.

"Junior Sister Pei." After hearing about the war, is it possible that Junior Sister Pei has something to look for herself?

Cheng Miaomiao saw the smile on Junior Sister Pei's face, and her heart responded. What's the matter with this woman? After saving it once, he was stained with Senior Brother Jie, right? Endless? She completely forgot that she was the same.

"Senior Brother Jie, are you talking about things?" Junior Sister Pei asked with a smile.

"It's none of your business anyway." Cheng Miaomiao unceremoniously grabbed the confession, and then turned to Jie Wen Zhan, "Brother Jie, if you answer my question just now, is there no difference? Isn't it good for me?" Zong's disciple, especially she is still that kind of status, and she has been loved since she was a child, and she doesn't look good because of wind and rain.

"Yes? What's the difference?" Jie Wenzhan looked blank, and answered the question seriously, "How many of you are in cultivation? There should be differences. Who is higher, you or Junior Sister Yang..."

"You!" Cheng Miaomiao was no longer in the mood to listen to the words of the Wenzhan, and when she saw Junior Sister Pei's smile, her heart exploded, she stomped fiercely, turned and ran away.

"Hey? Junior Sister Cheng?" Jie Wenzhan saw Cheng Miaomiao angry, and just wanted to chase after him, Junior Sister Pei stopped him.

"The little girl's temperament is a little bit stronger. It's not good to be angry if you don't follow her intentions. You can't keep following her, or your temperament will become stronger and stronger. Brother Jie, you don't need to pay attention, she is probably angry. The meeting will be fine." Junior sister Pei said earnestly in an elder tone.

(End of this chapter)