Chapter 1392: Isn't There Still Me in Prison
Ye Jiaqi always felt that tonight's Qiao Sinian was a little abnormal, although they usually do these things, but tonight, he seems to like kissing her very much. γFengyun Reading Network. γ
"Where did you go at night?" Ye Jiaqi couldn't help but ask.
"Took care of something." Qiao Sinian said, "You can stay in Qiao's house." β
"Oh." Ye Jiaqi nodded, "Then what if I run around?" Ran out of Qiao's house? β
Qiao Sinian's eyes darkened, a cold face suddenly pulled down, and the big hand around her waist tightened: "You dare." β
"But it's boring to be in Qiao's house, what if I really have to sneak out?"
"No if, if you dare to sneak out alone, I'll be angry, understand?" Joss Nian's cold voice implied a stern warning.
There was no half-parting joke in Josnian's tone.
Ye Jiaqi understood his attitude.
Once he spoke to her in that tone, it meant that the matter was non-negotiable.
If she disobeys, the consequences are unimaginable.
"You call painting the ground as a prison." Ye Jiaqi pouted.
"I'm not still in prison." Joss lowered her head and rubbed her chin against her hair.
Ye Jiaqi curled his lips and smiled.
Joss didn't mention sending her back to Chicago, and she naturally wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.
After talking for a while, Ye Jiaqi left his arms and went to take a bath.
As soon as Ye Jiaqi left, Qiao Sinian went to the balcony to light a cigarette, and he stood at the window and watched the scene outside Qiao's house.
The stars are vast and the moonlight is hazy.
I couldn't help but think of the events of the night in my mind, as well as Rong Jincheng.
Although Rong Jincheng is young, he has a lot of fame, and he has nothing to do, so he is idle.
But Rong Jincheng is a very smart person and bold.
Qiao Sinian knew that Rong Jincheng must have something to think about in his heart.
Three days later, when Qiao Sinian was reading with Ye Jiaqi at Qiao's house, he received a call from Han Yurou.
With a slight frown, he walked to the window and picked it up.
"Master Qiao, are you free? I want to meet with you and I won't delay you for long. Han Yurou's voice was very soft, like a thread that was about to break, and it seemed that it could be broken with a slight pull.
"Where are you?"
"I'm at the Jasmine Teahouse, Zuowan Road, alone."
Josnian thought for a few seconds, then bowed his head: "Okay, wait for me." β
"Hmm."
Ye Jiaqi is not a fool either, although she didn't hear the voice on the phone, she heard Qiao Sinian's voice.
He's going out.
Joss strode over and removed his coat from the hanger.
Ye Jiaqi put down the book and tilted his head: "Where are you going?" β
"Take a trip."
"Can you take me out?"
"Don't make a fuss, it's not going out to play."
"I heard a woman's voice." Ye Jiaqi said deliberately.
Qiao Sinian was bluffed by her, thinking that she had really heard Han Yurou's voice, and turned her head to look at her: "Something happened to her, I'll go for a trip." β
"She?" Ye Jiaqi didn't expect to be able to bluff Qiao Sinian, and sure enough, he saw a woman, "Who?" β
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"Miss Han?" Ye Jiaqi tried it again.
I didn't think a woman's sixth sense was accurate before, but now I find that sometimes it's still very reliable.
Qiao Sinian didn't plan to hide it from her: "Yes." β
"What happened to her?"
"It's none of your business." Josnian buttoned up his coat, "I'll try to come back as soon as possible." β
"Then I will bring me the pink durian mille-feuille, I want to eat it."
Ye Jiaqi did it on purpose.
The pink home is very biased, and Josnian will definitely not stop by.