"Miss Qiao, why don't we go back now?"

Joan refused to leave easily, and before she came, she brought a voice recorder with her. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

It's better to take this opportunity to make a plan.

Set out Ji's heartfelt words, and let Lin Shuangshuang listen to who is the murderer of Yan Zhenzhen.

Thinking of this, Qiao An whispered a few words to Xia Lin and asked him to cooperate with her for a while.

Back to the cloud curtain private room.

Mr. Guo and Ji are talking and laughing.

Seeing her come back, everyone just smiled slightly, and didn't pay much attention.

It seems that she is just an inconsequential supporting character.

Qiao An hooked her lips and smiled, and after sitting down, Ji Zhicheng asked, "Qiao An, how is your relationship with Jingxi?" ”

"It's fine."

"What do you mean it's okay?" Ji Zhicheng drank a lot, and at this moment, he raised his eyebrows and looked fierce, "Right now, the child in the belly of the heart is getting older day by day, how can Jingxi give her and the child an explanation." ”

"What do you mean?" Should Mu Jingxi give Ji Tianxin an explanation?

Heh, what do you want to explain?

Marry her?

Syllable!..

Ji Zhicheng stood up with a red face, "Is this your attitude towards talking to your father?" ”

Before Qiao An could speak, Mr. Guo on the other side spoke up, "Brother Ji, don't be angry." Girls treat feelings as more important than life. How could she back down if you said a few words? ”

"That's what Brother Guo said." Ji Zhicheng laughed and glared at Qiao An fiercely, "For the sake of Mr. Guo's face, I won't worry about you today." ”

Oh, it's not necessarily who cares about whom.

Qiao Anxin sneered, wanting to see how long they would sing in this play.

When she returned, she didn't touch any of the food on the table, and she didn't drink a drop of water.

The man sitting opposite looked at her with interest, as if he was looking at an object, his eyes were unfathomable, but with an extremely disgusting nakedness~ nakedness.

Qiao An frowned invisibly, and the man spoke, "Miss Qiao seems to be uncomfortable?" ”

"It's a little stuffy."

"The air here is indeed a bit stuffy, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"No need."

"Heh, she has a very high eye, how can she look down on you." Ji Tingxin sneered on the side.

That sarcastic remark wished it could turn into a knife and stab Joan all over his body.

Qiao An held her cheek with one hand, and was a little bored with chopsticks to stir the soup in front of her, and as soon as Ji Tianxin's words fell, her chopsticks slapped the plate.

Make a crunch sound.

"Yin and yang are weird, strangle them first."

Ji was choked up, and was about to fight back, when the Qingjun man smiled and played a round game, "Miss Qiao is really cute." ”

"It's okay, it's just cute." Joan didn't know what modesty was.

The man chuckled quietly, and the interest in his eyes deepened.

Joan met his gaze and made eye contact with him: "Your eyes are beautiful. ”

"Really?" The man's voice was low and slow, with endless charm.

Joan's eyes gradually blurred, and she was about to make a plan, when suddenly a wave of dizziness hit, she breathed a little, and was in a trance for a few seconds.

Wrong!

Not hypnosis......

When Joan found out, it was too late, her head was dizzy, and suddenly, her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness completely.

Boom.

She lay on her stomach at the table, unconscious.

Ji leaned and smiled, "She's drunk." ”

"Drunk indeed." Mr. Guo smiled and groaned, and there was a rare valley color at the bottom of his eyes.