Handing over the phone to the assistant, Jian Yao stared at Shen Zhifei from the table.

"Help me open a good bottle of wine, I want to have a good drink with Teacher Shen."

Stinky boy, if you don't get drunk, I'll lose!

"He drives and can't drink." Qin Jiu closed the menu and looked at the waiter, "Three glasses of juice." ”

Fruit juice?

He's not a kindergarten kid.

Jian Yao frowned: "I don't drive again!" ”

Qin Jiu looked sideways, his eyes disgusted: "Next time you have a stomach ache, don't call me in the middle of the night......"

Jian Yao smiled happily and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Shen Zhifei: "I know that the little ancestor loves me the most!" ”

Qin Jiu said the second half of the sentence lightly: "It affects my rest." ”

Shen Zhifei Waner.

Jian Yao, who was demolished, grabbed the fork and had an urge to poke that handsome face into a sieve.

Just think about it, of course.

Because of Qin Jiu's presence, all his perverseness and bad temper must be hidden.

As Shen Zhifei said, the fish is really good.

In front of Qin Jiu, the two men were both humble and polite, and they were very friendly.

Except for occasionally fighting with his eyes when Qin Jiu lowered his head to eat.

This meal was also enjoyable.

After the meal, Qin Jiu refused Jian Yao's request to send her.

Jian Yao didn't insist, lazily leaned on the body of the car and waved his hand to her, watching Qin Jiu's car go away, he pulled the car door as fast as he could, and sat in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz off-road of the bodyguard behind.

"Follow him!"

On the gray Ford, Shen Zhifei's gaze swept over the Mercedes-Benz that followed far away in the rearview mirror, and his face was not shocked.

With his left hand on the steering wheel, the man's right hand taps gently on the center armrest to the rhythm of the piano in the music.

If you have played the piano, you will know it when you see his fingers.

He's not random, he's playing the fingering of this piano.

At first, Jian Yao was worried about losing it, but later found that he didn't have to worry about it at all.

All the way forward, Shen Zhifei's speed was always within the range of the speed limit.

When there is a pedestrian at the zebra crossing, he will slow down and give way.

Behave like a model driver.

"Is he driving a carriage?"

On the Mercedes-Benz car behind, Jian Yao couldn't help but complain.

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone rang.

On the screen, the WeChat sent by Qin Jiu was displayed.

9: Stalking me?

Little Ancestor's Little Sun: [grimace] I'm just going for a ride.

9: Roll.

Little Ancestor's Little Sun: Right now!

Jian Yao raised his face and ordered the driver: "Turn right ahead!" ”

The driver turns right and onto another road.

Qin Jiu withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

Shen Zhifei raised his eyebrows, just as if nothing had happened.

The gray Ford turned into the villa area and stopped downstairs in the Ye family's villa, Qin Jiu stared at the storage box where the sugar was placed.

"Can I get another box of candy?"

"Of course." Shen Zhifei reached out his arm, helped her open the storage box, and smiled softly, "What's mine is yours." ”

Grabbing a box of candy, Qin Jiu's gaze fell on his palm.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to extend his right hand to him.

Kindness.

Maintain physical contact.

"Goodbye."

Shake hands and say goodbye?

Shen Zhifei's gaze fell on the girl's slender white hand stretched out in mid-air.

Reaching over his big hand and holding her palm, he turned sideways and pulled her over and half-hugged her, his big hand patting her lightly on the back.

"Say goodbye to your friends and shake hands, say goodbye to your boyfriend and hug them."

She didn't talk about it anyway, he said hug it!

Following his example, Qin Jiu reached over his other palm and patted him on the back, retracted and got out of the car door.

Shen Zhifei lowered the window.

"Good night, Jiu'er."

Qin Jiu stopped on the steps and turned towards him.

"Definitely, good night."

It's still Mude's emotional tone.