Yang Qing took the lipstick and nodded with satisfaction after looking at the outer packaging.

The lipstick is wrapped in strange white crystals, which gives people a gorgeous feeling.

Although I don’t know what brand this is, I think about it and Kim Ji-yeon’s things will definitely not be street stalls.

"How much does this cost?" Yang Qing asked while looking for the packaging lipstick bag.

“Thirty-five.”

"It's so cheap." Yang Qing was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that the lipstick was finely crafted and only thirty-five yuan.

Kim Ji-yeon whispered: "Uncle, it's not thirty-five yuan, it's thirty-five yuan."

When Yang Qing heard this, he was shocked. The lipstick in his hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the reaction was timely, but he still pointed at the lipstick in his hand in shock and said:

"That's it...thirty-five thousand?"

Kim Ji-yeon nodded, and said with a harmless expression: "Uncle, this thing is called Guerlain kisskiss. A few years ago, this thing was worth US$62,000 (nearly RMB 350,000). This is also one of the most expensive lipsticks in the world. The shell is 110g of 18k pure gold, and it is also decorated with 199 2.2 carat diamonds."

Yang Qing was stunned.

No wonder there are shiny gems around the lipstick, which turned out to be diamonds.

Full of a rich atmosphere.

Not to mention renting this 350,000 yuan, I will give you all the houses.

Isn't this killing me?

Yang Qing carefully placed the lipstick on the table, "What, I don't want it anymore, you can take it back."

Kim Ji-yeon asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Uncle? Don't like it?"

"Then I'm looking for you for other things, I have a lot more."

"No, no, no." Yang Qing stopped Kim Ji-yeon's actions. This is to buy my life.

"No, I still won't give you lipstick."

Kim Ji-yeon blinked her cute big eyes, and she didn't understand why Yang Qing refused. Could it be that it was because her lipstick was too low?

"Then...Uncle, can I change something from you, I won't take it for nothing, just use this lipstick to exchange it. What do you think?"

Yang Qing asked, "What do you want?"

"I... like that thing very much in the cabinet."

"I know the things inside must be very expensive, so... I can exchange them equally. If not, I will give them to you after I unlock my bank card next month."

Kim Ji-yeon hurriedly explained.

Yang Qing frowned. The things in his cabinet were all accumulated when he was very young, and they could be said to be priceless.

"Uncle, is that OK?"

Kim Ji-yeon held his hands in front of her chest and looked at Yang Qing with anticipation.

Yang Qing was about 1.8 meters tall, but Kim Ji-yeon was only 1.65 meters tall. As she bowed slightly, Kim Ji-yeon felt some sense of oppression coming.

Her blushing cheeks became even more rosy under the light of the Chuyang. Her face was very small, but she was a little fat. If she took a bite, it would definitely taste very good.

"Please, uncle."

"I really like it."

Yang Qing has always been a straight man in steel, but under Kim Ji-yeon's coquettishness, she couldn't control herself and said calmly: "Take it yourself."

"Really?"

Jin Jiyeon was very happy. Although Yang Qing's tone made her a little scared, she still bowed and thanked: "Thank you, uncle, you can take this lipstick first. How much is it short of? I... I will replenish you next month."

Yang Qing was also amazed when she saw Kim Ji-yeon, who was so stupid. Since she was exchanging items, she was not polite. She picked up the packaging box beside her and put the lipstick carefully inside, for fear of breaking the diamonds on it.

Kim Ji-yeon also walked over from Yang Qing's room, holding the doll the size of a palm tightly in her hand.

"Uncle, I'll go out first, bye~"

Kim Ji-yeon put on small white shoes and pushed out the door.

Yang Qing took a look at the time and said that it was 8:45, and it was time to set off.

Ding ~

The WeChat ringtone rang.

Yang Qing opened his phone and unlocked his password with his fingerprint.

[Cute little painter]: Dada Qing, I have already gone out.

[Yang Qing]: Received, I will arrive soon.

【Cute little painter】: Expression (shy)

"It's really a coincidence that Kim Ji-yeon just went out."

Yang Qing didn't think too much, thinking it was just a coincidence, so he simply took care of his hairstyle and pushed the door open and walked out of the room.

…………………

After more than ten minutes.

Yang Qing walked to his alma mater, Blue Ocean College.

What caught my eye was an antique stone gate.

The door reads the four words "Blue Ocean Academy" like "golding". There are a few pots of flowers in front of the gate, and all colors are: purple, pink, red, and yellow... This fascinating institution opens its doors to welcome people.

It’s just that today is Saturday, and there are very few students at the door.

Yang Qing also came to the gate of Blue Ocean College at this moment and watched around.

Ding ~

The WeChat ringtone rang.

[Cute little painter]: Dada Qing, where are you, why didn’t I see you?

"What clothes are you wearing?"

"White shirt, blue jeans, a pair of three-dimensional white shoes."

Yang Qing looked around and saw the location of the netizen on the edge of the flower bed.

Although she only saw the back, Yang Qing saw the vitality of youth in her.

Yang Qing strode over, holding the packaging box tightly in his hand, and felt an inexplicable feeling of nervousness in his heart.

"Hi, little painter."

Kim Ji-yeon turned his head when she heard the sound, "Da Qing~"

When you see the appearance.

The two of them looked at each other and were all stunned.

"Big...Uncle!"

"Kim Jiyeon? How could it be you?"

Yang Qing hurriedly called, and sure enough, the ringtone of Jin Zhiyeon's cell phone rang.

“…………”

Kim Ji-yeon didn't expect that the writer she always liked was actually...the landlord uncle~

Just when the two of them didn't know what to say, the sound of the breakfast bell broke the embarrassment at this moment.

Gululu~

Kim Ji-yeon smiled awkwardly. She was cleaning up all morning and forgot that she had not had breakfast yet, and the belly bell had already rang.

Yang Qing sighed, thinking that spring was coming.

Now it seems that there is a big mistake.

"Let's go~ I'll take you to dinner." Yang Qing sighed.

Kim Ji-yeon asked carefully: "Uncle... I really didn't expect it was you."

Yang Qing didn't say anything, nor did he expect that "The Cute Little Painter" was Kim Ji-yeon.

I can only blame myself for not dialing the video in advance.

Looking at Yang Qing's back, Jin Jiyeon also felt a sense of gratitude.

The two walked into the nearby breakfast shop one by one.

When the boss saw the customer coming, he strode over.

"Oh, isn't this Ji Yeon? Why did you come to eat so late today?"

The boss's wife smiled softly when she saw Kim Jiyeon.

Kim Ji-yeon is her old customer. Because she is close to the college, Kim Ji-yeon will pass here every morning to buy a cup of soy milk, two fried dough sticks and a bowl of wontons.

Of course, from time to time, I would also change a bowl of tofu brain and two meat buns.
Chapter completed!