[BL]Marry Rich Old Man

Chapter 23

    On the first day An Wuyu came back from the United States, he woke up early in the morning and started to do sanitation, starting from the living room, then his own room, parents' room, and two younger brothers' rooms.

    Among them, the younger brother's room was the most messy. The two boys didn't even wipe the dust on the windows.

    It was the afternoon, and my brother went to a cram school, and An Wuyu himself was the only one in the house.

    Wearing rubber gloves to improve hygiene, began to tidy up desks and wardrobes.

    Take advantage of the sun to wash the clothes that should be washed.

    "Huh?" An Wuyu blinked and saw a pile of exquisite bags with big logos lying in her brother's closet. She took them out dumbfounded to see, Dior, Gucci, Givenchy, clothes, shoes, hats, and more Accessories.     Just

    one or two pieces, a bunch...

An Wuyu shook his hands, took out his mobile phone, easily found these styles on the official website, got the specific price, and roughly estimated this bunch of things, the value is hundreds of thousands.

    First of all, I wonder if these things are true?

    Distinguish the authenticity of the big brands. As a fashion fairy, An Wuyu has deliberately learned about them, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize the brands of these things at once.

    She felt it was true, but she was not sure, because the place where she appeared was her brother's closet, which was almost impossible.

    "Jiaojiao." An Wuyu sent a WeChat video to his wealthy girlfriend: "Look at these things, are they real?" There

    are three small videos, and five things are carefully recorded.

    Ye Jiaojiao's voice message back: "It's true. My brother has a pair of Givenchy's little white shoes. There are more than nine thousand new models released this year."

    Then he sent another: "So many luxury goods, who owns it?" "

    This question, An Wuyu also wants to know, it can't be safe anyway...their family can't afford it.

    "I don't know who owns it." She replied, "Thank you Jiaojiao."

    After thinking about it, I put these things away and put them back. Why should I go?

    After four o'clock in the afternoon, Lafayette Castle Hotel.

    Because An Wuhao sighed that the food here was delicious, Huo Yunchuan brought him over for dinner again.

    He hadn't drank the stew before, but Anhui ordered it himself. He opened it and took a sip, frowning, quickly picked up an empty bowl and spit out the soup.

    Huo Yunchuan was surprised: "It's hot?"

    An Wuhao waved his hand to say no, but he vomited and vomited.

    Huo Yunchuan stood up suddenly, came to help him, and went to the independent bathroom in the box: "Spit here."

    "Oh..." An Wuhao held the edge of the wash basin with both hands, shaking his thin shoulders, and vomiting tears.

    I vomited all the dried figs I ate in the afternoon.

    It can be said to be disgusting.

    Huo Yunchuan stood by his side and supported An Wuhao's waist, frowning, not because of nausea. At this time, he was not a human being if he was in a nausea.