After finishing the meal, Song Yanqing and Qiao Jin sent Meng Chengyu and the others back.

Usually, Mo Jiang still lives in Meng Chengyu's house.

Recently, however, she has taken a fancy to a single-family house and has had the idea of buying it.

Considering the reality of hundreds of millions of dollars in that villa, Mo Jiang is now working hard to take over the show.

After being sent home, Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing left.

After eating, it was getting late at this time, so Song Yanqing drove her back to Mu's house directly.

The atmosphere in the car was light, now the weather has gradually become colder, and the temperature in the car has gradually decreased, Song Yanqing turned on some heaters, and asked Qiao Jin: "Is it cold?"

Qiao Jin shook his head and said, "It's a little stuffy to turn on the heating. ”

Song Yanqing turned off the heating again and asked her, "When is the holiday?"

Qiao Jin thought for a moment: "It should be soon." ”

Song Yanqing: "Should?"

Qiao Jin: "......"

As someone who doesn't go back to school much, it's really a bit inappropriate for Qiao Jin to say that the word "should" is indeed inappropriate.

She smiled, and Song Yanqing shook her head helplessly and smiled: "You." ”

The car arrived at the Mu family, outside the Mu family's glass villa, Song Yanqing parked the car here, he got out of the car, and when he was about to open the door for Qiao Jin, Qiao Jin had already come down.

He looked at Qiao Jin, his eyes flashed, and he only said one sentence: "Rest early." ”

Qiao Jin nodded and said, "You too, good night." ”

When she was about to walk into the gate, Song Yanqing stopped her again, "Qiao Jin." ”

There seemed to be some helplessness in the voice.

Qiao Jin turned around, Song Yanqing's tall figure walked over, grabbed her wrist, and sighed a little lightly: "Forget it, I'll come by myself." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Qiao Jin's lips.

The kiss was very light, but it was much deeper than before, and he stayed at the corner of Qiao Jin's lips, paused for a second, and then moved to her tender red lips.

It's soft and soft, like a marshmallow.

With only a light kiss, when he looked up, he looked at Qiao Jin's expression that did not look surprised, and said with a smile: "This is the usual procedure, good night." ”

Qiao Jin didn't actually feel much, but he felt a little itchy.

Now she has no emotions for Song Yanqing's touch, and she will not be disgusted, but she simply feels a little itchy.

She thought, kissing felt weird, but it was fine.

She smiled too: "Okay, good night." ”

Now, she can enter the house.

Upstairs, someone angrily closed the window.

"Damn, spicy eyes!"

Mu Qichu tilted his head and lay on the sofa reading a book, and when he heard Mu Qilian's complaints, he asked coldly: "What's wrong?"

Mu Qilian said jealously: "Isn't it a bit too much for someone to show affection?"

Mu Qichu: "Why didn't you think that when you had a girlfriend?"

"Can that be the same?"

Mu Qilian was not convinced: "I have never brought my girlfriend to the house, you see, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, surnamed Qiao is not behind anyone now!"

Mu Qichu: "Which one of our two surnamed Qiao are you referring to?"

Muzilian: "The most shameless one!"

Muqichu: "......"

He rolled over and only whispered, "Nerves." ”

He no longer bothered with Muzilian.

Mu Qi was still a little unconvinced even after thinking about it, and Qiao Jin entered the house, so he opened the door and went to the living room downstairs.