Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 139 His handsome face is calm
... That delicate appearance is simply so distracting.

Ah Wen didn't dare to look at him directly, and kept driving at a constant speed, waiting for his master to reply.

Jiang Xiaolin calmed down the cough, and said lightly: "Go to the Qinhuai mansion."

Arwen was surprised: "...What about Mr. Mo?"

"Push it."

"Yes."

Because what Jiang read the school earlier, Jiang Xiaolin had already confirmed that the person who got into the Qinhuai car must be that poor little fellow from the Xiao family.

However, what he never expected was that Yinhu would be an 18-year-old girl; moreover, she was a girl with a very low IQ before suffering from a strange disease.

This is quite different from the silver fox he knows, Jiang Xiaolin wants to find out what is going on.

……

That end, a black Maybach.

Since getting in the car, Xiao Qingyi has been sitting by the window all the time, there is a big gap between him and Qin Huai.

Probably thinking of the displeasure of Qin Huai next to her, and she was too embarrassed, Xiao Qingyi was cautious everywhere since getting in the car.

Even though, she had already felt the strong and lingering sharpness from the man.

She just said hello obediently, and kept looking sideways out of the window.

The wind was strong today, and the car happened to be driving on Shengjing East Road. On both sides of the street were endless sycamore trees. When the wind blew, the fallen leaves were flying, which was very beautiful.

But Xiao Qingyi didn't have the heart to appreciate it, her heart was like a wet sponge, stuffy and uncomfortable.

Keeping the same posture for a quarter of an hour, she twisted her neck that was about to stiffen until Qin Huai who was beside her called her.

"Baby~"

Hearing this, Xiao Qingyi's figure visibly froze for a moment, and then he turned his head.

The car window was not fully closed, her hair was disheveled by the wind, covering her face and eyes, Qin Huai could barely see the expression on her face, only heard her humming obediently as usual.

There was a distance between them, Qin Huai motioned her to sit down a bit: "Come closer."

Xiao Qingyi pursed her lower lip, brushed the hair that blocked her sight casually with her hands, and lowered her head: "Ah, my body is dirty... and my body smells bad, I'm afraid my uncle will dislike it."

The tone is obviously seeking truth from facts, but it can be said that there is a bit of inexplicable grievance.

Qin Huai's Moran frowned slightly, stretched out his long arms, and with unknown strength, he grabbed Xiao Qingyi's wrist and pulled her closer.

Xiao Qingyi was terribly frightened, raised his eyes in a panic, a pair of beautiful peach-blossom eyes were like deer slamming wildly, looking at him charmingly, "Uncle..."

Qin Huai really disliked her being dirty, and he didn't even hide his dislike.

He asked Jiang Bei to throw over a pack of wet wipes, and the first thing he wiped was the hand he had shaken Xiao Qingyi earlier.

There was a strange smell of sticky palms, his handsome face was calm, and the jaw line was also vaguely tense, but his movements of wiping his fingers seemed slow and patient.

Xiao Qingyi pursed her lips, watching him wipe each finger very cleanly, the wet oppressive feeling in her heart swelled, she was a little annoyed, she didn't know what she was wronged.

Finally, the man next to him wiped his fingers and threw the dirty wipes into the trash can, then took out new wipes and began to wipe her.

His handsome face was expressionless, even his eyes were clear and cold, and even his movements when he wiped the dirt on her face couldn't be said to be gentle, and of course he wouldn't hurt her.

Probably because he was not used to being treated like this, Xiao Qingyi dodged for a while, and Qin Huai's hand froze in midair.

His eyes were as deep as the ocean, and he looked at the little girl whose eyes were red at some point in front of him, and frowned: "Why are you wronged?"

(End of this chapter)