Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 4641 This princess is overbearing (105)

  Ye Jinghan, who was hesitating whether to pull her away: "..."

  This woman, is it on purpose!

  Such an earthy name, she still yells so loudly.

   stepped up and walked over, he lowered his voice slightly, "Can you not call this name?"

  Such a nickname, I don’t know why he liked it so much before.

  He likes to collect all kinds of beautiful stones, but it does not mean that he likes to have such a dull name.

  Su Qiao complied with kindness, and while sitting down, he nodded: "Okay, Shidun."

   "Sit down and barbecue, Shidun."

  "..." Ye Jinghan was choked.

  It is either a stone or a stone pier. If he resists again, will he change his name to the stone slab next time?

  Su Qiao looked at him with constipation and almost didn't laugh out loud, covering his mouth and shrugging his shoulders.

  Ye Jinghan gave her a slanted look, calmly sat across from her, lifted the hip flask very gracefully and poured her a glass of wine, her thin lips lightly opened, and her expression naturally said: "Drink some wine, like flowers."

  Like...like a flower?

For the first time in Su Qiao's mind, a huge mole with long black hairs appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her mouth was as red as a blood basin, her cheeks were as red as a monkey butt, and her eyebrows were thick and long, like two. The caterpillar crawled over the eyes, and pointed the orchid at the woman who was picking her nostrils.

  She couldn't help but shivered, "Who is called Ruhua?"

Ye Jinghan raised her eyebrows with a smile, picked up the small sprinkler, and handed it to her with a good temper: "I was wrong, Dahua, don't be angry, I won't call your real name anymore, just you Nickname."

  The people at the next few tables heard that this was her real name, and the drink almost didn't come out.

  This person is more beautiful than a flower, but...that can’t be called a flower, a big flower, or something like that!

  How tacky this is!

  What do the parents of this beauty think? Is it possible that what kind of flower is her real body?

  Su Qiao is also confused.

  Really...real name?

  When did she have a real name called Ruhua?

  She is obviously called Yunhua, and the pseudonym who walks outside is Su Qiao.

  Although the name is a bit ordinary, it is neat and simple, and it also reveals heroic and murderous aura.

   "You deliberately." Su Qiao put the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, staring at him with a bad look.

  As soon as they met that club, they didn’t know each other’s name yet, because she always liked to run into the mountains to find all kinds of spiritual flowers and plants, so he directly called her Xiaohua.

  At that time, she protested in various ways and even fought him, which forced him to call her name back.

  "Does it sound like a flower? Or do you think a big flower sounds better?"

  Ye Jinghan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He seemed to be dissatisfied with the wine. He frowned slightly, but he took another sip before putting down the glass.

   "If you don't like it, then I will call you Xiaohua from now on."

  At the beginning, she knew that he loved to collect beautiful and pleasing stones, so she gave him a nickname-stone.

  Sometimes when he is angry, he will call him stone piers or wooden piers.

  She can give him a nickname, but he is not allowed to give her a nickname.

  As long as he calls her Big Flower and Little Flower, she will chase him with a stick.

  This is the double standard.

  "Are you itchy again?"

  Su Qiao shook his small fist at him, looking threatening.

   "You are not allowed to call me a big flower, you are not allowed to call me a small flower, and you are not allowed to call me like a flower, have you heard? At most, I won't call you a stone.

  A smile flashed through Ye Jinghan’s eyes, and she nodded her head with a good temper, and responded with ease: "Okay, Xiao Hua."

"you……"

  Su Qiao was about to do something, Ye Jinghan smiled and grasped the little hand she stretched out: "Okay, ma'am."

  (End of this chapter)