Chapter 894: Ding, your vinegar jar is online! (twenty one)
Feng Qian felt that the original owner liked the history of Jian Si, and it was really difficult to turn it over.
She finally convinces Xia Shu that she doesn't like Jian Si, and now she has to face the fragments again.
The wind is light and the head is big.
Ye Jue pressed her down, his eyes were dark and deep, and Feng Qian felt a lot of pressure for no reason.
The little girl swallowed and said, "I don't like Jian Si."
The man lowered his eyes and looked at the girl quietly, his fingers slipping to the waist of the girl.
He said, "Then who do you like?"
Although the answer is obviously easy to see, Feng Qian wants to say, can I say that I like others?
Before she could answer, the person pressing him seemed to think of something, and his voice became colder: "When you were drunk that day, call me Your Highness."
"Who is Your Highness?"
Feng Qian: "!"
It's over.
Did she actually call His Highness Fragment?
"That..." Feng Qian blinked her eyes and grabbed the other's clothes with her small hands, "There is no such thing as Your Highness, the person I like is you, only you."
The latter words, the girl said seriously.
Ye Jue's expression softened a little.
He got up from the girl, Feng Qian couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
so close.
Finally got confused.
Feng Qian straightened up and sat upright, sitting upright.
Ye Jue glanced at the girl lightly, and then casually crossed his long legs.
He took out the bluetooth headset, raised his hand and put it on his ear.
It was about talking on the phone, and Feng Qian didn't make a sound, just sat obediently.
If the waist is too straight, it will be very tired after a long time.
Feng Qian relaxed, leaned on his back, tilted his head, and leaned against the car window.
The car drives very smoothly, and the slight vibration does not affect the wind and sleep.
After Ye Jue finished the phone call, he turned his head and saw this picture.
The girl was curled up in the corner, her head was leaning between the window and the car seat, and the slight vibration of the body also made the girl's little head sway.
Feng Qian hugged her schoolbag in her arms and curled up in the corner to sleep, like a poor little one.
Ye Jue's eyes flickered slightly, he unplugged his Bluetooth headset and approached Feng Qian.
He tilted his head and lowered his eyes, his fingertips passed through the girl's back waist, and took the person into his arms.
Feng Qian didn't wake up, and after being taken into his arms, he rubbed slightly, leaning against Ye Jue's chest and continued to sleep, but still hugged his schoolbag tightly.
Ye Jue didn't move any more, he held the girl with one hand, and his eyes fell carelessly out of the window.
He stared blankly at the passing scenery.
after an hour.
Underground auction house.
Feng Qian looked at his clothes uncertainly.
cheongsam?
Is it serious to let her wear this?
Feng Qian looked down, paused slightly, pushed open the bathroom door a little hesitantly, and walked out.
Ye Jue sat beside the bed and looked down at the phone, when he heard the sound, he put down the phone and looked up.
The girl's long hair, slightly curly, was pulled to one side and hung down on her chest.
He was wearing a cheongsam, the white jade-colored fabric was embroidered with plain patterns, the neckline was embroidered with cloud patterns, and a budding begonia spread upward from the cuff, as if exuding a faint fragrance.
The elegant and plain colors match the girl's skin tone and temperament.
The hem of the cheongsam is slit, and as the girl walks, a pair of white porcelain-like thin legs are looming, which is very sinister.
Ye Jue narrowed his eyes slightly.
Feng Qian was not used to wearing such clothes, so she always felt a little awkward.
Then, the man sitting on the bed rolled his Adam's apple slightly, opened his lips and said softly, "Come here."
The magnetic voice is a little more dull and blurry, and even the dark eyes are a little more dull and deep.