The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 922

"Eat first, I'll help you sort out tomorrow's salute." Su Qingxian put the supper on the light table and was about to go to the cloakroom.

"No, no, no." Qingqian quickly waved her hand to stop Su Qingxian.

"Why did you change your mind and not go back?" Su Qingxian turned around and took a look at Qingqian.

He packed the usual light luggage, so he didn't think about it in other directions at all.

"No, Atobe helped me tidy up." Qingqian shook her head.

"Oh?" Su Qingxian raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Qingqian with a half-smile: "A young master in Atobe is better at packing than you, do you think you are ashamed?"

"Don't be ashamed." Qingqian shook her head innocently: "He's not like me, he has such a powerful brother, you think so."

"Well, what you said is very good." Su Qingxian suddenly became a little flustered: "He really doesn't have a good brother, not as good as you."

Qingqian smiled, never seen such a narcissistic person.

"Put the bowl on the coffee table outside after eating, and go to bed early at night, do you know?" Su Qingxian rubbed Qingqian's head and was ready to go back to the room. He didn't even tidy up his own salute.

"Understood." Qingqian nodded: "Atobe also said that he would take us to the airport."

"Okay." Su Qingxian smiled and closed the door of Qingqian's room.

Qingqian and the others had booked a plane ticket at [-]:[-] p.m., and Keigo Atobe arrived early in the morning, holding a large bouquet of cornflowers at the same time.

"Yesterday's flowers haven't dried yet, why did you buy new ones?" Qingqian glanced at Atobe Keigo, and took the flowers over: "Besides, I left in the afternoon, so it doesn't make sense for you to give it away."

"I just want to send you flowers, why would I think so much?" Keigo Atobe smiled lightly and rubbed Qingqian's head.

Qingqian shrugged her shoulders, brought a vase over, carefully cut open the package, then put all the cornflowers into the vase, and arranged it carefully.

Keigo Atobe was sitting at the dining table watching Qingqian playing with flowers and plants, this kind of shallowness was really beautiful.

"It's time to eat." Su Qingxian put the last plate of braised pork on the table, "I'll call my sister over."

When Yuqing Yingting came, the servant had already served the meal.

"Are these the flowers that Jingwu bought?" Yuqing Yingting glanced at the extra vase on the dining table and chuckled.

Atobe Keigo nodded slightly.

"Hurry up and eat." Su Qingxian put the picked out lean meat into a shallow bowl: "I have to go to the airport later."

Qingqian nodded with puffed cheeks.

After eating and sitting for a while, Keigo Atobe sent Su Qingxian and Qingqian to the airport.

Before entering the waiting room, Keigo Atobe held Kiyosaki's hand tightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he had no scruples.

"I'm going to buy some snacks, so you won't get hungry waiting for the plane." Su Qingxian rubbed Qingqian's head, and walked away with a wink.

"Qianqian." Seeing Su Qingxian leave, Atobe Jingwu loosened his brows and called Qingqian in attachment.

"What's wrong?" She glanced at him because she didn't understand.

"Qianqian," Atobe Keigo caught off guard and pressed Qingqian into his arms, sighing, "I won't see you for four or five days from today."

"It's only four or five days, not a long time." Qingqian struggled for a while to no avail, so she could only stay in his arms obediently.

(End of this chapter)