Chapter 852 My Husband Is the Most Handsome Man I Have Ever Seen

Chen Chuan leaned against the door, smoking a cigarette, and looked at the back of the young lady from the mountain walking into the mall. Her slim waist and butt were both on point.

Xiangcheng is a city with no spring and autumn, and long winter and summer.

The girls here have good skin and comely looks, which are very different from those in the north. I heard that people here learn to cultivate gu at the age of three and learn witchcraft at the age of five. At the age of eight, he dared to climb five mountains alone.

There is a saying, "Hunan girl tenderness", which means that the beauty of Hunan girls is not a superficial beauty that floats on the surface, but a collision of beauty that emanates from the bones.

As for the beauty of collision, Chen Chuan didn't know.

By the way... He Jiaqiong walked into the mall by herself.

Looking around, there are a dazzling array of counters.

"100 pieces of clothes..." He Jiaqiong went into several ordinary stores and selected beautiful skirts, hot pants, shoes, etc. with prices ranging from 500 yuan to 1,000 yuan. Put what you picked out at the counter, and Chen Chuan will come to pay for it soon.

She had just walked out of the store when she heard someone calling her name.

"Is it Jiaqiong?" a girl called softly.

He Jiaqiong turned around and saw another pretty little beauty, and exclaimed: "Oh, Huang Miaomiao?"

"He Jiaqiong!" the little beauty exclaimed, ran over, hugged He Jiaqiong, and said happily, "I finally see you again. I heard that you married a rich second generation and lived a happy life! My old classmates , all your friends will envy you!"

"Ah, I...oh...eh, who is with you?" He Jiaqiong looked at the young man behind the little beauty.

The little beauty chuckled: "My husband, is it possible that I can take other people's husbands to the mall? Haha... Husband, come on, let me introduce to you, my best best friend in my hometown, from our mountain village Sister He Jiaqiong, one of the two sisters."

The young man came over, looked at He Jiaqiong, and smiled politely: "Hello, Miss He. I always hear Miao Miao mention you."

"Hello." He Jiaqiong also smiled.

"Jiaqiong, are you buying clothes? Me too, let's go together? Just catching up on old times? Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that your husband is very rich and treats you very well." Huang Miaomiao shook her hand intentionally or unintentionally. The clothes bag inside? It has "CHANEL" printed on it.

"Huh? It's okay. I'm happy to see you too. Have you moved out of the mountain village? Have you lived in Xiangcheng? Have you bought a house?" He Jiaqiong asked.

"Um,

My husband paid full price for it. Huang Miaomiao said.

"Oh? That's good." He Jiaqiong said.

"And you?"

"Me? It's pretty good too."

"Where do you live now?" Huang Miaomiao asked.

"I'm... just over there on Xiangjiang Middle Road..."

"Your house there? Is it true or not? The house over there is so expensive, more than 20,000 per square meter, right?" Huang Miaomiao was surprised.

"Ah yes, haha, expensive? It's expensive as hell." He Jiaqiong said.

"How big is your house? Four bedrooms? Villa?"

"Me? Five rooms...237 square meters..." He Jiaqiong opened her mouth and made up nonsense. She admired her ability to make up lies. But there is no way. Huang Miaomiao is her childhood best friend and a member of the best friend group. They have been competing with each other since childhood? Comparing food, clothing, studying, running, men...

He Jiaqiong and Huang Miaomiao chatted and went shopping together.

Huang Miaomiao buys all the brands, and the clothes cost one to two thousand? Two to three thousand a piece.

At this point, He Jiaqiong was thankful that he also had a God of Wealth waiting outside, who also said he could buy 100 pieces of clothes, no matter how high or low he was.

Therefore, when buying clothes, He Jiaqiong felt confident, chatting with Huang Miaomiao and choosing clothes casually. Adding more clothes to clothes always puts Huang Miaomiao at a disadvantage.

For example, Huang Miaomiao chose a 1,700 yuan dress, and He Jiaqiong chose a 2,200 yuan dress in the same store.

Huang Miaomiao chose a pair of shoes worth 2,000 yuan, and He Jiaqiong chose a pair of shoes worth 2,500 yuan.

"Honey, I like this, I want it!" Huang Miaomiao held a pair of Dior crystal high-heeled sandals with a price tag of 4,700 yuan.

His husband was originally in trance while glancing at He Jiaqiong's butt and thighs. When he heard the call, he quickly came back to his senses and said, "Okay, this one suits you very well. I want this."

He Jiaqiong also quietly took a pair of Audi high-heeled sandals, costing 5,800 yuan, and asked the store clerk to wrap them up.

Huang Miaomiao asked: "Jiaqiong, have you paid for all the clothes and shoes you asked me to wrap?"

"No, um... someone will come to pay later." He Jiaqiong said.

"Who is it? Your husband?" Huang Miaomiao asked.

"Ah." He Jiaqiong blinked.

"Is your husband here? Why didn't you invite me to meet him? I heard he is a handsome guy, super handsome?" Huang Miaomiao glared.

"Ah haha, he's not handsome...it's okay, he's...smoking outside. Smoking is not allowed in shopping malls." He Jiaqiong said.

"Oh, he turns out to be a smoker, haha, are you kidding? He will come in later and pay for all the things you chose?" Huang Miaomiao asked.

"Yeah, that's what he said. Let me choose my own clothes. He will pay for it later." He Jiaqiong said.

"When I met him later, I was curious about what a super handsome guy looks like. However, the man you like must be quite handsome. I hope he is not a middle-aged bald man. He also smokes and doesn't have yellow teeth. Haha, just kidding La." Huang Miaomiao laughed.

"No, no, definitely not, he... is quite handsome." The image of Chen Chuan smoking while relying on the white DBX appeared in He Jiaqiong's mind. The wind blew away the smoke in his hand and the energy in the sky. He stood there, He is as handsome as a young man, and he does have an inexplicable handsome temperament. Briefly recalling Chen Chuan's appearance, He Jiaqiong was a little distracted.

Especially when I thought about what my sister Amin said, Chen Chuan hugged her while skiing and kissed her while skiing.

He Jiaqiong takes on the role of sister and imagines what it would feel like to be kissed by him? Will there be a faint tobacco smell? Will it be gentle or brutal? What if he pressed her hard against the wall... After thinking about it, when He Jiaqiong went to the bathroom, she found that the two points in front of her shirt were slightly wet.

Huang Miaomiao also went to the bathroom.

He Jiaqiong finished serving first and walked out to see Huang Miaomiao's husband.

The young man's eyes fell in front of He Jiaqiong.

He Jiaqiong quickly turned aside to prevent him from looking.

"Hi, He Jiaqiong, right? I'm Zhang Zhicheng, Huang Miaomiao's boyfriend. Actually, Miaomiao and I are not married yet, haha, she likes to call me husband. Just for fun." The young man smiled elegantly and easily.

He Jiaqiong nodded calmly. I turned on my phone and looked at the time. It was already half past ten.

The young man looked at He Jiaqiong's mobile phone with a smile: "This is Samsung S20+, it's very beautiful. Mine is S10+, and I plan to change my phone to 20+. How much does it cost for you?"

"My...husband gave it to me. I don't know how much it costs." He Jiaqiong said softly.

"Oh, it's a gift from my husband, haha, what a happy little woman." The young man smiled, "Are you married? The kind with a certificate?"

"Um……"

"Okay, haha, what's it like to be a man's wife? You have to do laundry and cooking every day, right?" the young man asked again.

"Hmm..." He Jiaqiong dealt with it casually, and finally waited until Huang Miaomiao came out.

The two women held hands warmly and continued to shop at the clothing store to buy clothes. Neither of them stopped first.

Huang Miaomiao has already bought more than twenty items, and she and her boyfriend have their hands full with large and small bags.

"My husband came here in a BMW. Husband, can you go and return some to the car?" Huang Miaomiao said.

"Oh, okay." The young man went out carrying large and small bags.

"How's it going? Isn't my husband pretty handsome too? He's a pretty nice guy, right?" Huang Miaomiao asked with a smile.

"Well, but..."

"Compared with your husband?" Huang Miaomiao asked.

"He...my husband..." He Jiaqiong muttered, thinking of Chen Chuan's appearance, she said, "My husband is the most handsome man I have ever seen."

"Really or not, are you such a nymphomaniac? I'm even curious!" Huang Miaomiao said, "Hey, what happened to your clothes? What is this? Did it get wet when you washed your hands?"

"Ah, well, let's go into this store and have a look. I want to buy a few more pieces." He Jiaqiong said.

Huang Miaomiao said: "Jiaqiong, do you really have a husband? Is there really a handsome guy waiting outside to pay for you? I see you just picked and didn't pay for anything. I spent more than 30,000 yuan." You're not acting, are you? Between us sisters, we don’t have to do that. Even if you have a bad life, I won't laugh at you, really. "

"My husband is really waiting outside. He said that I can choose 100 pieces of clothing. No matter whether they are rich or poor, he will come in and pay for it." He Jiaqiong said.

"100 pieces? Haha, that's awesome. No matter how high or low you are?" Huang Miaomiao said, "Then you still choose clothes that cost a few hundred yuan? Choose a few thousand, and buy them online. Come on, let's go to Fendi's house, and I'll help you choose a few. It’s very sexy, but the price is a bit expensive.”

"Okay." He Jiaqiong took out his mobile phone and sent two WeChat messages to Chen Chuan.

He Jiaqiong: Are you still outside? Are you going to come in and pay for it later? You didn't lie to me?

He Jiaqiong: When I met me, I was so young that I acted bravely and said that you were my husband...I feel wronged by you. Can you cooperate with me? It was also said that there is a large house of 237 square meters on Xiangjiang Middle Road...