Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8834 Passionate (7)

Qiao Muyuan was so angry that he poked the dim sum in front of him with a fork.

Ji Changmu had no choice but to take a look outside. The girl looked quiet, refined and shy, gentle and gentle.

"It's not like the type Qiao Zhixing likes." Ji Changmu said.

"What type does Qiao Zhixing like?"

"I don't know, it's just a feeling."

"Oh, I think so too. Qiao Zhixing probably doesn't like quiet girls too much."

"Ah."

"But it's hard to say. Some girls are just quieter with strangers, but they are actually quite talkative. This girl is pretty good-looking. In terms of personality... I guess it should belong to Tong Qian's category, this type of girl , I have no right to speak, Mr. Ji has, please say a few words."

"..." Ji Changmu raised his forehead, "Can I go back to the car first?"

"No, Mr. Ji, please say a few words." Qiao Muyuan looked at him with a smile.

Ji Changmu really has nothing to do with her.

"What am I talking about? You want me to tell the truth? This kind of girl has obvious advantages, she is very gentle and has no temper. If it is suitable, getting along with her is like a spring breeze."

"You're really good at talking." Qiao Muyuan poked the snack again, as if poking Ji Changmu, with angry eyes.

Ji Changmu stared at her and curled his lips: "Mrs. Ji, do you still want to talk?"

"Not allowed."

"okay."

Ji Changmu had a moment of quiet time. He flipped through the magazine again, and turned on his phone to read the unread messages.

The two people outside ordered some tea, and Qiao Zhixing was polite and gentle throughout the whole process, while the girls were shy from time to time, especially when they met their eyes.

There is the sound of the piano in the lobby of the restaurant, which is melodious and pleasant.

About half an hour later, the girl and Qiao Zhixing stood up at the same time.

Qiao Muyuan almost fell asleep, but when she saw them standing up, her eyes lit up: "It's over, we should go too."

"Row."

Ji Changmu took the coat from the side and put it on, then handed her the scarf.

Seeing that Qiao Zhixing had been sending the girl downstairs and watching the girl get into the car, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He frowned, rubbed his temples with one hand, and took a deep breath, with white snow in his pupils.

Just when he was about to turn around and go to his car, he saw a sweet and delicate girl walking towards him and handing him a pen: "Sir, is this your pen? I just picked it up."

The girl was born lovely and charming, bright and flamboyant, with a smile on her small face, big watery eyes staring straight at him, and a pen lying in her hand.

"Thank you, yes." Qiao Zhixing took the pen from her hand.

The girl returned the pen to him: "There are engravings on the pen, Mr. Qiao... right?"

"Yes."

"Can you leave a contact information?" The girl asked him for the contact information.

"Of course, you can." Qiao Zhixing tried to turn on the phone.

The girl took the initiative to open her palms: "You can write on my hands."

"No, the girl's skin is delicate, and the tip of the pen is too hard, so it's not suitable." Qiao Zhixing showed her the phone number, "WeChat has the same number."

"OK! Received! I remember."

"Remember it so soon?"

"Of course, I remember numbers very well."

After speaking, the girl left and got into a red Maserati not far away.

Qiao Zhixing put away his pen, buttoned his coat, and got into his car, asking the driver to drive back to Qiao's residence.

This scene happened to be seen by Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan.

(End of this chapter)