The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 23 My surname is Pa, Dad's Pa (23)

The young man's voice was lingering and gentle, like spring water flowing over the smooth pebbles of a mountain stream, with a slight hoarseness in the morning.

Auntie didn't knock on the door, so she didn't see Qin Chao's expression.

There was a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, which was mixed with helplessness and joy.

"Aren't you going to sleep then?"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, Qin Chao's tone rose and became much lighter.

"Okay, see you at the intersection in half an hour."

See you at the crossroads?
The young master is going out?

Auntie pricked up her ears, vigilantly realizing that the frequency of the young master's going out recently is a bit high.

"I see, it's okay... Take your time, don't worry... Well, okay... Okay... Okay... Listen to you."

Auntie sounded more and more wrong.

From the perspective of her 53 years of life experience, things are not quite right.

The person who can make the young master so obedient and obedient is the old lady who has passed away. How can there be anyone in the world who can make the young master obedient like this?

Listening to the voice, the aunt felt that the tone was weird, a bit like the big golden retriever raised by her daughter-in-law, obediently begging for the hair's moaning.

The milk in her hand was almost cold, so the aunt knocked on the door cautiously.

"Please come in."

Qin Chao was choosing clothes in his pajamas.

"Xiao Chao, drink the milk first."

"Let's put it away first."

Qin Chao turned his back to his aunt and faced his huge locker, carefully selecting.

The aunt did not leave in a hurry, but asked.

"What would Ah Chao want to eat at noon? Auntie will go to the supermarket to buy it later."

"I'll go out at noon, so I don't have to prepare my lunch...don't wait for me for dinner."

Auntie nodded and prepared to go out, but Qin Chao called to stop her.

"Auntie, which of these two clothes do you think suits me better?"

Auntie turned around in surprise, looking at her young master holding up two sets of casual clothes.

My heart is full of surprises. In the past, the young master wore shirts and jeans in addition to the school uniform, and a cabinet of high-end clothes shipped from all over the world was abandoned.

Today, the young master actually started picking out clothes as if he had changed his nature?
Auntie suppressed the curiosity in her heart and carefully compared the two sets of clothes in Qin Chao's hands.

One set was the hardcover of A's house brought back by the wife from Milan. The light blue shirt was embroidered with Qin Chao's English initials: Fred.

The lower body is black casual suit pants.

There is also a limited casual suit from V's family last week. The light gray jacket is lined with a white shirt, and the lower body is cropped pants. Similarly, the shirt cuffs are embroidered with small English characters.

The two sets were hung up by the aunt herself, and Madam didn't expect Qin Chao to wear them, she just asked her to take good care of them.

So Auntie is more familiar with the clothes in Qin Chao's cabinet than Qin Chao himself.

"If the young master is going out shopping with friends, the first set is more comfortable. If the young master is going out to make an appointment...well, if there is an appointment, then the second set is more formal."

The young master has only one friend, and both aunt and Qin's mother know that it is Zhou's youngest son, Zhou Zhou.

Listening to Qin Chao's tone just now, the person on the other end of the phone is definitely not that Zhou Zhou, after all the young master is very annoying to that child of the Zhou family.

So... Auntie thought that the young master didn't eat at home last week, and the lady seemed to say that the young master met a female friend.

Then this time, in all likelihood, he went out with that unknown female friend.

So, watching Qin Chao put down the blue casual clothes without hesitation, raised the gray casual suit and walked to the stereoscopic mirror.

Auntie pushed the door open like a mirror and went out.

　We, Tangtang, are not gentle, can't act like a baby, and can't be coquettish. We are a little fairy who has the strength of Max's boyfriend and Max's headshot if he disagrees with him.

　　Our president is neither sick nor perverted nor domineering. We are a gentle, gentle, introverted and happy little puppy with a happy family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)