Qiao Sinian glanced at her coldly, his eyes were as cold as water, a little colder than the moonlight. [No pop-ups. 】

Ye Jiaqi subconsciously wanted to run.

But after a few seconds, his brow furrowed, and his eyes were mild.

"Do you like it on it?" He curled the corners of his lips and looked at her.

Well???

Ye Jiaqi's chest tightened, his face flushed, old rascal!

"Master Qiao, can we discuss something?" Ye Jiaqi avoided the topic and did not forget the business.

"When you discuss things with me, you have to show sincerity."

"That set gives you a 7% off?"

“”

"What about six or five folds?" She's already losing money!

“”

"Then what conditions do you want?" Ye Jia looks forward to the day.

"Have you eaten?" He looked at her.

"Eat."

"Come back to Qiao's house with me and make me a cup of coffee."

"That's it?" Ye Jiaqi looked at him in disbelief.

"Hmm." Josnian propped his arms on the car window, staring at her with burning eyes, like ink.

There was no trace of waves on the handsome face, and it was as calm as water.

Ye Jiaqi finally compromised.

But there was still some distance from Qiao's house, and Qiao Sinian got out of the car.

The driver drove the car away, and he and her, walking side by side.

In this way, it is easy for Ye Jiaqi to evoke endless memories.

She used to like to walk on the road and walk informally.

But he didn't like it.

It's late autumn, and the maple leaves on the side of the road are red, and some of them fall to the ground, like a red carpet.

Ye Jiaqi wrenched his hands uneasily, lowered his head, and walked forward.

Deliberately stayed away from him.

However, the familiar aura on his body always broke into her memory from time to time, setting off stormy waves.

She said coldly: "Master Qiao, can you let Xiao Fanfan stay with me for a day tomorrow?" ”

"Do something."

"I'll take him to the aquarium."

She didn't dare to say that it was with Chu He.

"Xiao Fanfan is not you, he has to learn piano tomorrow."

"But tomorrow is Saturday!" Ye Jiaqi's eyes widened.

Xiao Fanfan is only three years old.

Qiao Sinian didn't speak, but he scoffed at her, and the future heir of the Qiao family, of course, couldn't be the same as her.

"Can it be done for a day? Just one day. ”

Ye Jiaqi raised a finger, her eyes flashed with expectation, and in the moonlight, her big eyes were blazing.

Josnian looked down, glanced at her, reached out and pressed her finger down.

The thin lips opened lightly, and the tone was ruthless: "If you take me, I can consider it." ”

"Ye Jiaqi will definitely not take him.

So, he rejected her.

"Didn't you just say that you could talk about conditions? I'll make you a cup of coffee, and you'll promise me. Ye Jiaqi was very angry.

Josnian turned his head, and his meaningless gaze fell on her face.

"Don't take yourself too seriously."

"Joss Nian, are you fooling me?"

Ye Jiaqi's face was full of anger, it's fun to play her?

"You want to negotiate terms with me for a cup of coffee?"

"Then what do you say, Xiao Fanfan is not your son, why do you want to do this?"

The four eyes are facing each other, electric and flint.

Josnian raised his hand and pressed her against the tall red maple tree by the side of the road.

Lowering his head, he kissed her chattering red lips with precision, his big hands kneading her delicate and small shoulders.

"Hmm" Ye Jiaqi pushed him angrily.

Josnian pressed her, didn't let her move, tightly choked her wrists, pressed her legs.

He breathed heavily, and she, breathing unsteadily.

At first, he just bites and gnaws on her red lips, and then, forces her to open her little mouth to meet him.