Chapter 1381 Untrue
Yan Chi waved his hand and said openly: "It's okay, just take the flowers."
Nan Jiaojiao shook her head, "Just this time, after all, I got it by selling my friend Expenses, I feel uneasy with my conscience."
Yan Chi: "..."
What the hell? ? ?
conscience?
How can she have that!
Before Yan Chi was so angry that he vomited blood, he decided to give her a smile and no longer take the initiative to give her a head, so as not to be humiliated and look for shame.
There was no other entertainment after dinner. A few men finished cleaning up. When leaving, Yan Chi was very careful and took away all the unfinished wine.
Nan Jiaojiao did nothing. When everyone left, Bo Yanqing came over to hug her and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
She hugged his neck and swayed her legs, "Will you ask me to have breakfast tomorrow?"
Bo Yanqing looked down at her, "Do you want to eat?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday. "She reminded: "I won't set the alarm."
The man laughed and said, "Then you won't eat. You will eat when you wake up. I will go back to the old house in the afternoon to take care of the two little ones. Take it out and go to the amusement park to play."
Nan Jiaojiao pressed her face against his heart, leaned against him for a while, then buried her face in his chest and said with a sullen smile: "I want you to wash it."< br>
Without a word of nonsense, he directly turned on the faucet in the bathtub, took off her clothes in a few moments, stood under the shower head, washed her with bubbles, and then took her in.
……
The elevator went to the first floor and opened on the next floor.
No one comes in.
Yan Chi asked doubtfully: "Isn't there one elevator for each household? How do you open the elevator?"
"It seems I accidentally touched it." Qiaoman stood next to the number keys, turned around and took a look, then moved to the side.
She didn’t react at all. She didn’t have a card or password, so how could she just get it? He didn't notice that Mo Ting was staring deeply at the door of Chu Yao's house. When the staircase door was closed, he lowered his eyes and suppressed the dark cold light in his eyes.
Yan Chi called a driver.
He leaves first.
Mo Tingshen and Qiaoman walked to the supermarket garage. She didn't drink a drop of wine. She drove the car. The light was not very good at night, so she drove slower. She was afraid that Mo Tingshen would be anxious, so she explained to him.
"It's okay." He leaned against the car door, his seat belt tightening around his waist. He glanced at her silently, just one glance without much emotion, and then looked sideways out of the window, "It's good to drive slower. You just woke up and your eyes haven't recovered yet."
Qiaoman glanced at him and didn't think this sounded very sweet.
On the contrary, I felt like she was a burden.
Qiaoman bit his lip, held the steering wheel tightly, and said no more.
She wanted to take Mo Tingshen back, but he didn't agree, saying that she couldn't let her drive back alone, so the car drove to Qiao's house and asked the servants to come out and drive the car in.
Qiaoman wanted to talk to him, but Mo Tingshen always kept his attitude indifferent. Now standing under the street lamp, he lit a cigarette and put it into his trouser pocket with one hand. He was wearing dark casual clothes. Suit, tall and straight figure, every move reveals elegance and dignity in his bones, the shadow under his feet extends towards the light.
It is the opposite of her.
Qiaoman suddenly became impulsive. She ran over and threw herself into the man's arms.
“What’s wrong?”
Mo Tingshen didn't hug her, but moved the hand holding the cigarette farther away.
Qiaoman held him tightly and then loosened her grip. She looked up at him, her heart throbbing violently.
"It just feels a bit unreal. You and I are about to get married."
"Yes." Mo Tingshen responded calmly.
But there was nothing else to say, which made her a little embarrassed, her fingers curled up unconsciously, and then relaxed a little, "Last time you took me to try out wedding photos, I was really happy. From when I was eighteen years old, The first time I saw you, I dreamed of marrying you one day. But when it came true, I was a little scared.”
(End of this chapter)