"Don't say that when you are in front of Xiangxiang." Qiao Muyuan knew that his brother was a straight man.

I will buy it, I hope she likes it.”

"..." Qiao Zhixing was confused, "I know how to buy gifts."

"I won't do it if I say you won't!"

"I really know how to do it!"

"..." Forget it, Qiao Muyuan is going to be pissed to death by him.

If he had said in front of him that he was good at buying gifts, then the little girl would probably think that Qiao Zhixing was a big pig because he would buy gifts for girls, and the music box would probably have given to many girls.

Qiao Muyuan patted his chest to cheer himself up. Who did Qiao Zhixing inherit this straight masculine temperament from?!

Of course, her brother Qiao Chengfan is the same!

If these two people hadn't been born into Qiao's parents and were so good-looking, they probably wouldn't have been able to find a girlfriend in their lives.

So...so angry.

Qiao Zhixing wrapped the gift and put the box into the handbag he bought specially: "I'm going to the Song family."

"Go ahead, come back and swim with me in the evening."

"good."

Qiao Zhixing drove away from Qiao's house without calling the driver.

Qiao Muyuan was so angry with him that he couldn't get angry for a long time. Does this guy have any interest in thinking about it?

Ever since she accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiang Xiang's little secret at the temple last time, she knew that Xiang Xiang liked her younger brother very much, but Zhi Xing seemed too upright.

Qiao Zhixing drove for about half an hour before arriving at Song's house.

The courtyard of the Song family is deep and the shade is thick in summer. The branches and leaves of a pomegranate tree stick out from the iron gate. The entire old house is hidden under the green shade, shadowy.

As the car drove into the yard, Qiao Zhixing stuck his head out and asked the servant: "Do you want to be at home?"

"at home."

Qiao Zhixing parked the car and took the gift.

Just as he was about to get off the car, suddenly, a tall and straight young man walked out of the small yard next to him.

Although the boy had just graduated from high school, he was very tall. He was wearing a white T-shirt with Doraemon printed on it. He had his hands in the pockets of his black pants, his eyes were unruly, and his thin lips were cold.

Song Beisen Zhuo pulled on a pair of beach slippers and casually walked towards the courtyard. He walked from the shadow of the trees into the sunshine of the courtyard, squinting his eyes, and there was still some youthfulness on his boyish face.

Qiao Zhixing opened the car door, holding a gift for Xiang Xiang.

"Brother Sen, you're at home too." Qiao Zhixing said hello first. He knew that Song Beisen had a weird personality and didn't usually get along with his family or relatives. He was known to be difficult to get along with, and those uncles and aunts

I don't really like this weird boy either.

When there are any dinners or gatherings, my uncle usually only takes his eldest daughter out, not his son, because he feels embarrassed.

"Yeah." Song Beisen seemed to hum twice from his throat, feeling arrogant and casual.

He walked to Qiao Zhixing's car door and seemed to be sizing up this brother he hadn't seen for a long time.

"What have you been busy with recently?" Qiao Zhixing asked.

"What else can I be busy with? I sleep during the day and stay up all night."

"Oh!" Qiao Zhixing didn't intend to tell him too much, let alone ask him about his grades and the like, "Think about it?"

"Her own room."

"I brought her a small gift. I'll give it to her and then leave." Qiao Zhixing didn't want to stay at the Song family for too long.
Chapter completed!