Chapter 20: The Picture Is Lost
Your whole family is a little sister
Luo Xiaoqian exclaimed, ripped off the upturned T-shirt in a panic, and looked behind her.
The staircase door behind her was ajar, and behind the crack in the door, a tall man wearing wide dark sunglasses was looking at her with a smile.
Recognizing that the other party was not Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian mentioned the little heart in her throat and eyes, and finally fell back to its original place.
The other party is somewhat familiar.
It's just that Luo Xiaoqian at this time is in no mood to think about who he is.
"Shameless!"
Throwing off a curse, she hurried downstairs, but didn't notice that the photo in her pocket had fallen.
Jiao Yang raised his lips and smiled, stepped into the stairwell, noticed the reflection on the steps, he stopped suspiciously, bent over, and picked up the photo on the ground with his slender fingers, looked at the stairs, and he shouted.
"Little \ Sister ......"
"You are the little sister, your whole family is the little sister!"
Replying to him from the stairs down the second floor, Luo Xiaoqian turned around and pushed open the staircase door and rushed out and ran into the bathroom.
"Hey!"
Jiao Yang hurried a few steps to the staircase where she left, and opened the staircase door, but she was already gone.
Shrugging his shoulders and stuffing the photo into his pocket, Jiao Yang walked downstairs.
"People are unlucky, they really stuff their clothes with cold water, Leng Zimo, entertain the emperor, I used to treat you as my puppet, I ...... Bah! Luo Xiaoqian spit out the cold water used to rinse her mouth in her mouth, "It's just a bastard, a hooligan, a bastard, one million, you wait, when your sister is rich, your sister will give you two million, let you wash the toilet for your sister!" ”
Angry and cruel, she tidied herself up in the mirror, and then walked out of the bathroom and took the elevator to the first floor.
Walking out of the lobby, Luo Xiaoqian hurried to the direction of the subway station.
Something in her mind, she didn't notice the prompt to exit the parking lot, and just buried her head forward.
With the screeching sound of brakes, Luo Xiaoqian jumped away in a panic, turned her face to look at the red Bugatti sports car parked on the side, and she flicked her middle finger angrily.
Meow, what day is it, I met two perverts one after another, and now I was almost hit by a car?!
Looking at Luo Xiaoqian's middle finger in the sun through the glass, Jiao Yang raised his lips slightly.
This little girl has a lot of temper!
Lowering the window, he smiled and said, "Little sister...... No, little sister, wait a minute......"
It's him again!
Luo Xiaoqian recognized him at a glance as the man in the corridor, and naturally regarded Jiao Yang's performance as a pick-up, and immediately gritted her teeth and raised her eyebrows.
What's going on today, how can these men all be ghosted.
"Who is your sister, don't think it's great to be rich in a famous car, tell you, sister is not rare!"
"You misunderstood, you wait a minute......"
Jiao Yang turned sideways and opened the storage box in the passenger seat, just now he casually put the photo here.
"Apologize, sister is not available!"
Throwing down an answer, Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly ran into the subway entrance.
"See, is this yours?"
Jiao Yang took out the photo from the storage box in the passenger seat, turned his face and sent the photo out the window.
No one responded, he turned his face, the car was empty, and there was still Luo Xiaoqian's figure.
Looking at the photo in his hand, Jiao Yang frowned slightly.
Behind him, there was a car whistle, Jiao Yang's car had been parked at the exit of the parking field, and the cars behind him couldn't wait.
"Don't blame me!"
Shrugging his shoulders, he casually put the photo back in the storage compartment, started the car, and pulled into the driveway.