Chapter 689: The meaning of password

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"I think ..." As the two brothers and sisters squinted, the only one on the left suddenly said, "Nuan Nuan is right."
Shi Yuting turned his eyes and landed on her calm little face, squinting slightly.
"It's better, starting today, you gave me all your bank cards? Of course, you don't need to tell me the password." She looked at him, somehow, and she was a bit guilty while speaking.
In fact, she is now Mrs. Shi, so it is a matter of course to manage his money?
Shi Yuting walked over, staring at her slightly guilty face, "Afraid I'm messing outside?"
He said this as if he cared about his chaos outside?
Uh, that seems to be the case?
She was silent and did not answer directly.
But in his eyes, it was considered the default.
Instead, he felt happy.
He handed the entire wallet into her palm and stared at her dark pupil, "The password is 150719, all cards are the same. There are a few more cards that I put in your dresser drawer at night."
After he finished, he picked up the maternity dress she had just seen and said to the salesperson, "Wrap it up."
The only one left froze in place, staring blankly at the brown wallet in his hand, and then he recovered for a while.
The next second, he came to her and took a card out of the wallet in her hand. The deep voice was very magnetic, "pay."
After swiping the card, he put it into her wallet.
The time when Nuan Nuan was amazed at such a scene.
Was her former noble, lifeless brother purified by her sister-in-law?
Leaving the maternity store, the only one left could not help being curious about the passwords of these cards.
150719 is neither a anniversary nor her and his birthday, nor is it warm.
Is it his grandfather or mother?
No, the first 15 does not seem to be a birthday number, what is that?
"Well, what's the special meaning of the card's password?" She asked as she walked sideways, looking at his perfect profile.
"Um." He just hummed softly, his mind didn't seem to be on it.
Time seems to be almost up.
"What's the point?" Curiosity killed the cat, and she couldn't help but want to know.
He stopped suddenly and turned to look at her, "Are you sure you want to say here?"
She paused, her face blank.
It's just the meaning of the card's password, can it still be a shameless thing? Why can't I say it here?
She looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"This, there shouldn't be anything out of sight ..." She wasn't quite sure. After all, the logic of men's thinking in front of her was sometimes different from ordinary people.
But if the password is the day, there should be no shame?
"Is that password a memorable day?"
"Uh." He nodded.
really.
She smiled, since it was a memorable day, then there was nothing shameful.
"What day is that?" She asked curiously.
In fact, she is more concerned about why the card's password is not her or his birthday, nor is it a wedding anniversary ... well, her wedding anniversary seems to have nothing to commemorate?
He stared at her and determined again, "Are you sure you want to say here?"
She didn't think much and nodded, "Uh!"
He was silent for three seconds, and then spit out a few words, "The day we first made
love days."
"..."