Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 285 Mr. Qin, He Was Jealous and Going Crazy 6
Xiao Qingyi tilted his head and smiled: "Then, what is necessary for you?"

Although she was not satisfied with the man's explanation, she didn't intend to play a petty temper on this matter, but reached out to Qin Huai: "Give me the phone."

Qin Huai was not happy to see the picture of Xiao Qingyi and Jiang Weimin in the same frame.

He obviously frowned: "What do you need a mobile phone for?"

Xiao Qingyi licked his lower lip: "Give it? It's very cold, don't let me go. The auditorium is at another entrance. I want to enter from this side. We have different paths."

Like a three-foot-frozen river, it was cracked by a meteor with a bang, collapsed, and fell straight into the cold and unpredictable abyss.

Qin Huai's entire face was chilly.

He raised his head slightly, and stared straight at Xiao Qingyi with those clear and cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, what are you doing with me?"

Xiao Qingyi raised his head and put the down jacket hat on his head, a pair of clear and clear eyes looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and sneered: "Trouble?"

She raised her eyebrows, then shrugged her shoulders, and said lightly, "If this is all trouble, then..." She smiled meaningfully, "Then, I don't think we need to communicate for the time being." Slowly paused After a pause, he glanced at the black baseball cap Qin Huai was wearing, and pulled the corner of his lower lip, "It's not pretty at all!"

"..."

The hat was obviously the one she picked last time, but that's not what she said when she forced him to wear it.

Qin Huai's heart ached from choking, but he couldn't lose his temper with her.

Behind his back, walking so close to other men who tried to get her hands on her, before he said anything, she had already shown him such a face.

If so, if he said something else, wouldn't she be going to heaven?
Qin Huai suppressed the annoyance that was about to go mad in his heart, and took out the phone from his pocket and handed it out as if compromising.

Xiao Qingyi was quite cold, she was going to leave.

However, when Qin Huai's mobile phone was handed to her, she couldn't move anymore.

She lowered her eyes, looked at the mobile phone with a strong sense of technology but no sense of fashion, and reached out to take it.

However, when she was about to raise her hand after taking the phone, the man grabbed her wrist severely.

The man's palm was warm and dry, with a thin layer of calluses, and the slow heat was almost continuously transmitted from her warm wrist.

Xiao Qingyi's heart was touched, inexplicably thinking of the little match girl in the fairy tale, as if the warmth in front of her was just a dream, never belonged to her.

She pulled her hand slightly, and the man let go.

Xiao Qingyi lit up the phone screen, and the lock screen interface was not her selfie but an old photo.

She had seen the photo before, it was the photo of Qin Huai pushing a little girl on a swing when he was very young.

The girl was wearing a Western European-style celebrity princess dress, and brown-red round-toed leather shoes with exquisite Clivia embroidered on the upper. Those shoes were really special.

There was almost no suspense, Xiao Qingyi was sure that the little girl in the photo was the man's precious sister.

Disappointment flashed across her eyes, she looked away slightly from the screen, looked at Qin Huai's handsome face that had never moved, and asked, "Where's the password?"

Xiao Qingyi's head was lowered, and she was completely turned away from the street lamp. Qin Huai could barely see the expression on her face, so he just replied lightly, "Your birthday."

Xiao Qingyi was funny, touched his brow lightly, and asked again: "Me? Which me? Bai Qingyi or Xiao Qingyi?"

(End of this chapter)