"Jian Ningmeng, more than 10,000 yuan, more than 10,000 yuan of shirts, cut them into strips of cloth for me, you can't explain them clearly to me today, you are not allowed to eat snacks, watch TV, or sleep."

More than 10,000 yuan. Even if you have money, you can still see a flame and cut it into a strip of cloth directly? Is it useful to bandage the wound? Jian Jichen really couldn't understand Jian Ningmeng's behavior and stared at Jian Ningmeng with a serious face.

Jian Ningmeng was crying and she couldn't cry. How could she know that Jian Jichen's shirt was more expensive than a mobile phone? She only cared about her daily expenses.

After causing such a big disaster, she...

“I I I I I I I…”

Jian Ningmeng was hard to speak out. She was forced to jump off the building. Why did she say she wanted to take a menstrual care...

Jian Ning's tears as big as beans fell out, feeling a little aggrieved. How could Jian Jichen have thought that Jian Ning Meng would cry?

He was also a little stunned and softened his voice and asked, "Why?"

"Brother Ji Chen..." Jian Ningmeng had a great hope at this time that she found that she was a sister, so she would not be so embarrassed.

Jian Jichen pulled Jian Ningmeng to the living room, and told her to sit down and refused to do so. He just kept shaking his head, but Jian Jichen was so anxious that when the little girl dropped the golden bean, he felt distressed.

"Okay, okay, I won't blame you anymore. I always have to tell me why, right?" Jian Ningmeng didn't have to cut her clothes to vent her anger.

Jian Ningmeng stood restrainedly by the sand, so pitiful and pitiful, wiped her tears and stammered: "I, I, I..."

Jian Jichen just waited for her to explain clearly. He was very patient and stood for ten minutes. Jian Ningmeng had no choice but to say, "I am Kui Shui here, I need to do my menstrual care."

"Kui Shui?" Jian Jichen didn't know what Kui Shui is? But menstrual chores seem to...

Jian Jichen thought about it alone and immediately understood what was going on.

Although it was his own shirt strip and he had not sewn and was not put into use, he still went to wash his hands.

Jian Jichen really knew for the first time that the things used by ancient people were called menstrual robes. After all, they were not my own sister. He looked embarrassed and stayed alone in the bathroom for a long time before walking out.

When he arrived at the living room, Jian Ning didn't dare to lift her head up, and she was always picking her clothes with restraint.

Jian Jichen was amused and a little distressed, and finally said, "Wait for me at home, stop doing that."

"Brother Ji Chen, where are you going?"

Jian Jichen only took his wallet and went out in his home clothes. How could Jian Ningmeng know where he was going? He chased him to the door and asked, "Brother Jichen, where are you going..."

"I'll be back soon."

Jian Jichen turned around and entered the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed, he regretted not taking Jian Ningmeng to the city. His wise and powerful man bought women's supplies, too...

But Jian Ningmeng’s relatives came and didn’t have that thing, how could she go out?

Jian Jichen never expected that one day, a big man, a dignified VK CEO, would actually buy sanitary napkins for a little girl!

Jian Jichen couldn't help but wonder how much did he owe Jian Ningmeng in his previous life? He was sorry for her in this life.

When he arrived at the city, the waiter saw that Mr. Jian’s casual home clothes were not the usual shirts and trousers, so he was really uncomfortable. However, the male god was so handsome in everything he wore. Such Jian Jichen was really rare in a century.

It is friendly and real, but next, in the minds of Ligang Mido Property, the city waiter, Mr. Jian, who can only be described as "god", did something that made them feel struck in half by lightning.
Chapter completed!