The little ancestor went to catch the koi again

Chapter 113 The Impulse to Throw Your Phone
It was already midnight, and Miao Xiaoxian was still in her room trying on clothes and jewelry over and over again, standing in front of the mirror and looking at it, but couldn't get enough.

During dinner, Zheng Mi sent a message telling her that Mr. Jiang had helped Zheng Mi get the role.

At this time Miao Xiaoxian looked at himself in the mirror and said: "It seems that Bulong's master also knows that he has made a mistake."

At first, I wanted to give him some embarrassment, but he actively made up for his mistakes by giving him a car and clothes, which made Miao Xiaoxian lose his temper...

The harvest from Jiang Qihan was not small, but when she thought that she couldn't find the koi recently, she felt worried again.

Lying limply on the bed, I picked up my phone, and just about to check the playback volume of the short video, I saw a message from WeChat.

It was a full stop from Jiang Qihan.

Miao Xiaoxian frowned: "If there's anything you don't want to say in person, why send a message?"

She didn't make any sense, and a full stop was nothing to reason with.

After a while, she was editing a short video when Jiang Qihan knocked on the door.

Miao Xiaoxian opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you reply to my message?" the man asked confidently.

"You just sent a full stop, why should I reply? Besides, we live so close, so if you have anything to say, come and talk." She couldn't understand 1 times.

Jiang Qihan glanced at her coldly and arrogantly.She didn't understand at all, what he wanted was the feeling of back and forth between WeChat exchanges, it was amazing and one couldn't stop looking forward to it.Now as long as the WeChat rings, the person he thinks of is Miao Xiaoxian.

As long as he entered the WeChat interface, what he hoped to see was the screen name Xiaozuzong.

So much so that Jiang Qihan set everyone else's WeChat to do-not-disturb mode, and only Miao Xiaoxian's WeChat will ring when he sends him a message.

She didn't take the initiative to send it again.

Finally, Jiang Qihan couldn't bear it anymore, and sent a sign to remind the other party that it was time to chat with him on WeChat.

She still hasn't returned.

"Is there something wrong?" Miao Xiaoxian asked with a pair of cat ears.

"Respond to my WeChat." He said in a commanding tone.

After finishing speaking, he left, leaving behind a long and beautiful back...

What kind of brain circuit is this man?

Miao Xiaoxian closed the door, turned around and grabbed her phone, and texted him back.

Little ancestor: What should I answer you?
Jiang Qihan: Whatever.

Little Ancestor: Why send WeChat without saying anything?
Jiang Qihan: That has to be posted.

Little ancestors: nerves
Jiang Qihan:.

When it was over, he began to pronounce the full stop again.Miao Xiaoxian pursed her lips in disgust, "Obviously there is nothing to talk about, so what are you sending on WeChat?"

It's so maddening.

Miao Xiaoxian simply ignored whoever was so idle sending him messages and continued to edit short videos.

Jiang Qihan held his mobile phone and waited for a long time, but there was no sound on the other side, but at this juncture, a bunch of people in the second master's group were together @jiangqihan.

Today everyone received birthday invitations one after another, saying that the Jiang family will hold a birthday party for Jiang Qihan this weekend.

The Jiang family has always been very generous, and the birthday party must be top-notch. The member of the group @江吉汉 asked him if he had any gifts he wanted.

There are also a few second princes who directly sent messages to Jiang Qihan to congratulate him in advance.

Jiang Qihan looked at the small red 1 sign that popped up in the WeChat list, but none of them were sent by the 'little ancestor'.

This kind of feeling is very uncomfortable. People who are looking forward to it do not reply to the message, and the messages are all messy people who don't want to see...

Give him the urge to drop his phone!
(End of this chapter)