048. I can't always feel pretty, but deliberately say ugly
"How long have you been on your mortgage?" Qiao Yunxue buried herself in calculating the principal and interest of two million for him.
Rong Qian flashed in his head.
Feeling itchy eyelashes, Qiao Yunxue raised her head and was stunned: "Rong Qian, is there anything on my eyelashes?" β
The fingertips were slightly retracted, leaving her eyelashes, Rong Qian's charming thoughts gradually faded: "Yunxue's eyelashes are very beautiful." β
"Gah-" The low tone sounded emotional. Hearing this, her face was feverish, and Qiao Yunxue cleared her throat uncomfortably, "Do you think I'm still a twenty-eight girl, coaxing me with such innocent words." I'm not fooled. β
Mature chicks are really not easy to coax. Even praise is naΓ―ve. Rong Qian's long eyes stared at her pursed little mouth: "Yunxue's eyelashes are really beautiful." I can't think it's pretty, but I deliberately say it's ugly! β
"Hey, hey!" These words sounded so pleasant, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "Mr. Rong is really teachable, this praise technique has gone up a notch." β
Rong Qian was speechless. But the deep eyes glanced at her changing face from time to time.
She had cried bitterly in the botanical garden, her eyes were still swollen, but the faint sorrow between her eyebrows was gone, and she was a little more radiant. Those black and white eyes are very bright.
She's a smart and passionate woman, and she doesn't keep getting on the wrong side. Women have this sex, which is as precious as pearls. Rong Qian felt a faint warmth in his heart.
"Don't look at it!" Are her eyelashes really that pretty? Qiao Yunxue was disgusted and wanted to see it too. She blinked her eyes and made countless strange movements, but she didn't even know how beautiful her eyelashes were, and she didn't even see the shadow of her eyelashes.
A low laugh rolled down, and Rong Qian opened his eyes: "Order casually, I'll pay tonight, no AA." β
"Nope. I want AA. She finally stopped struggling with her eyelashes, sat firmly, and stared at him with her cheeks on her cheeks, "I'm not afraid of eating myself down, but I'm really worried about eating you down." Look, your house is really beautiful, but it's empty. How about saving some money for some furniture? β
"Oh?" Rong Qian was silent, he used to live alone, and he felt that it was just right. Now it seems that it is time to add some furniture.
"Alright! Don't talk about that. Hehe, let's get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows! Qiao Yunxue poured two glasses of red wine on the ground. The slender fingertips lifted the glass cup high, blinking his eyes, "Here, cheers!" β
A large glass of red wine is poured down.
"Yun Xueβ" Rong Qian wanted to stop her. But seeing her red and swollen eyes, and remembering the events of the day, he no longer had an opinion.
Let her get drunk once!
Tomorrow Saturday, you can have a good rest.
Aiming at Rong Qian and slightly nervous, Qiao Yunxue smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I have a good amount of alcohol!" Make sure you're drunk, I'm not drunk. β
As a result, before the second cup was finished, she became drunk: "Good wine!" It's just that this restaurant is not good, it is always shaking, and it looks dizzy. β
Rong Qian couldn't cry or laugh, and gently pressed her wine glass: "Yunxue, you are drunk." β
Qiao Yunxue cutely stretched out her index finger to show him: "Rong Qian, I'm not drunk." Lo and behold, it's a finger. Then he held out his middle finger, "Look, it's two fingers." Where am I drunk? β
"Yun Xue is not ......drunk," Rong Qian echoed with a smile, not like a drunk.
"I'm not drunk in the first place!" Blinking her eyes, she remembered something smartly, leaned over the root of his ear, "Could it be that Mr. Chengrong wants me to get drunk quickly, and I will be drunk and drunk......