Zhao Yuan rarely joked, "I wonder if there is any creativity."

Chai Jing rolled up her sleeves, wiped off the bracelet on her wrist, pinched Zhao Yuan's right hand, and put it on for him.

Zhao Yuan wanted to refuse, but subconsciously retracted.

My left arm accidentally touched a soft spot.

The elbow seemed to sink in with a gasp.

Soon he came out of the depression again.

Zhao Yuan immediately did not dare to move.

Tolerance means greatness! So soft. It is vaster than imagined!

Chai Jing seemed not to notice, or deliberately didn't take it seriously and said nothing.

Zhao Yuan turned his attention to the jade skewer. It was made of mutton-fat white jade, very warm, with seed material and a little bit of skin.

"It's quite expensive, isn't it? I can't ask for it, it's at least hundreds of thousands." Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly, "I usually have to have surgery, and it's not convenient to wear it."

Chai Jing smiled sweetly, "I have been wearing this jade string for more than ten years. It is the most meaningful to give you this. You don't have to wear it every day, you can keep it. By the way, you have to return the gift, but you don't need to return something too expensive from me.

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Good jade is raised by people.

Zhao Yuan looked at the bracelet and felt a cool feeling on his wrist.

Thinking that this was something close to her body, there seemed to be an indescribable aura surrounding her.
Chapter completed!