'Smack-'

The chopsticks in her hand were detached, and Ning Qiluo raised her head: "Go back to Beicheng with Jiang Yingchi?" ”

Jiang Yingchi's cold voice came from the side: "Just drop by, whatever you want." ”

Meaning, it's just a drop path, whatever she doesn't do.

Ning Qiluo was already dissatisfied with his attitude last night, and in which direction she restrained her, she went back in that direction, so she agreed: "Okay, then let's go all the way." ”

……

When Ning Qiluo left, she promised that she would come back every three or five days.

Ning Wangshan didn't believe her words, and only told her: "Pay attention to safety." ”

"Okay."

She had already gotten on Jiang Yingchi's private jet.

Private interior, luxurious and extravagant, Ning Qiluo has been on her father's private jet many times, and she is no stranger to such an environment.

As soon as Jiang Yingchi sat down, he put on a pair of anti-blue light gold-rimmed glasses, lowered his head and began to be busy with official business.

He completely ignored her presence, and a stack of statements spread out on the small table in front of him, as if they were called quarterly financial tables, and he looked at them carefully.

Ning Qiluo sat next to him, and the aisle in the middle was very wide.

Jiang Yingchi ignored her, and she naturally wouldn't provoke Jiang Yingchi, so she swiped her mobile phone to play.

She once again pointed out the crazy photo on the Internet, this is a photo she saved on the Internet, and the photo with Jiang Zhaoying is very wild.

She sat on Jiang Zhaoying's shoulder, wearing Jiang Zhaoying's shirt, Jiang Zhaoying was wearing a bathrobe, and held her up easily.

"Honorable Miss."

The flight attendant came up and asked what she needed.

Ning Qiluo said: "If you want Coke, you need to add ice, add a lot of ice." ”

The stewardess nodded in understanding.

Ning Qiluo was scrolling through Weibo while waiting for her to add ice to Coke, and when the Coke came, the result was: "Why didn't you add ice?" ”

The flight attendant was too embarrassed, this is what Mr. Jiang meant, but she couldn't say it, so she could only lie: "I'm very sorry, I didn't have time to prepare enough ice cubes before taking off......

Then the flight attendant began to apologize to her.

Ning Qiluo didn't have to add ice, just forget it.

I just thought in my heart that Jiang Yingchi's private jet was not even equipped with ice.

Jiang Yingchi drank champagne there, and the champagne content was only about 12 degrees, which was much lower than that of red wine.

Ning Qiluo watched him use his hand, which was as beautiful as a work of art, holding the wine holder, drank a little, then put it down, and then raised his hand to push the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and continued to read the report.

It's really pleasing to the eye.

With such a good-looking man, I don't know who will be cheaper in the future. She couldn't help but think secretly.

"Why keep staring at me."

He didn't even look at her sideways, he already noticed that she was staring at him, Ning Qiluo knew that he was talking about her, so she immediately withdrew her gaze, her eyes blinked nervously, and said, "I was just thinking about ......"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Yingchi looked sideways and looked at her.

Ning Qiluo's dodging gaze finally met his cold gaze, and said what she was thinking in her heart: "I'm thinking, who will you be cheaper in the future......"

When he heard this, there was no strange expression on his face.

Then he said lightly: "It won't be you." ”

Ning Qiluo realized that she had said the wrong thing, and her mouth ran in front of her mind, but his answer made her a little confused, and then the expression on her whole face looked very confused.

I don't know which party's dissatisfaction it was, so I asked him back: "Aren't you my fiancé?" ”

But when she said that, she regretted it.