Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 473 Mingming...

This breakfast was very harmonious.

Because of Song Shaoyan and Ning An, the relationship between Ye Jiaqi and Josnian became much easier.

Two men chat, two women chat.

The atmosphere is very gentle.

At 08:30, Song Shaoyan stood up: "Master Qiao, Ms. Ye, I'll take An An to work first, please stay."

Ning An took the bag and stood up too.

"Jiaqi, see you when you're free. I'll go to the company first."

"Okay, go slowly, see you when you're free." Ye Jiaqi smiled and waved to her.

Ning An took Song Shaoyan's arm, and the two walked down the stairs together.

Song Shaoyan's Bentley parked in the courtyard of the teahouse.

As soon as he got down, Song Shaoyan opened the back door for Ning An in a very gentlemanly manner.

After Ning An sat in, he followed suit.

However, all the tenderness just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by indifference and indifference.

"let go."

He looked ahead with indifferent eyes and a low voice.

Ning An's hand trembled, and it fell from his arm.

She lowered her head slightly, rubbing the strap of her handbag with her hands, her eyes were dazed.

Like a frightened fawn, the look in his eyes lost its luster.

"Old Chen, drive!" Song Shaoyan ordered coldly.

"Yes, sir."

The driver started the car and drove out of the teahouse slowly.

The distance between Song Shaoyan and Ning An was neither close nor far, but they were not as close as before.

"Ning An, I won't go back tonight."

"Oh." Ning An seemed to be used to it, and just responded without saying too much.

"Do you want me to go back, or not?"

Song Shaoyan suddenly became interested, smiled viciously, and looked at her face.

He leaned slightly on the seat, tall and slender.

Every move has the breath of a noble son, elegant and gentle.

Ning An didn't know why he asked such a question, and raised her eyes to look at him.

"I'm free."

Ning An's answer was very flat, just like her, she had nothing to do with the world, and took everything lightly.

Even her expression was indifferent.

It's not the same as the smiling and calm Ning An in the teahouse.

It was her indifference that displeased Song Shaoyan.

He stretched out his hand, and lifted her chin with his slender and white fingers: "I don't like your duplicity the most, obviously... I really want to sleep with you."

Only then did Ning An's eyes move.

But in just a few seconds, the special light dimmed and returned to normal.

She doesn't speak.

She was used to Song Shaoyan's tone.

He didn't have a good impression of her, and she knew it.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Shaoyan was a little upset.

"What?" Ning An blinked, dazed.

Perhaps, Song Shaoyan and her really have nothing in common. Every time they are together alone, there is not much to talk about.

Even, they slept far more often than they spoke.

Song Shaoyan sneered: "Ning An, you are not so cold on the bed."

Ning An's face flushed slightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

She didn't expect Song Shaoyan to say such a thing.

She patted his hand off, closed her eyes, and supported her head: "I'll sleep."

She is a little tired, every time she plays a loving couple with him in front of people, she will be tired.

Ning An really had to stop talking.

Song Shaoyan was a little impatient, and gave her an unhappy look, and his eyes flicked across her fair face.

The car drove very fast, and the scenery outside passed by like a revolving lantern.

(End of this chapter)