Chapter Twenty-Eight: Play Something Real
She paused, thinking of her grandfather's eyes when she went out in the morning, and always felt that there was something she didn't know.
But Ke Junqiao didn't think much about it, the corners of her lips were raised, and she walked in directly. "Grandpa, I'm back."
"I'm back." Ke Yanshen said, his eyes signaling Jing Guangrong not to show his stuffing, and the corners of his mouth smiled.
Ke Junqiao looked at the hall, and his eyes blinked subconsciously, "Uncle Jing, are you also there?" β
"Girl, I'm not happy with you?" Jing Guangrong smiled gently.
Ke Junqiao pulled the corners of her lower lip, narrowed her eyes, and waved her hand, "No, how could it be." β
She'll be too embarrassed to say yes.
"No, my stinky boy took you over for dinner yesterday, and I was shocked."
"Yes......" She herself was startled, who knew that Jing Beichen said that he was going to eat with his grandfather.
Dine?
Ke Yanshen's eyes widened, "Junqiao, just now he said that you were eating with him, when did it happen, why didn't I know?" β
"Why should I let you know." Jing Guangrong raised his chin.
"How can't I know ......"
Ke Junqiao stood aside, sweat dripping down her forehead, she didn't expect her usually majestic grandfather to meet Jing Beichen and his grandfather so excited, and finally lived up to the friendship between the two.
"Then grandpa, Uncle Jing, I'll go upstairs first, and there are still people waiting." Ke Junqiao was referring to, of course, An Xiaohui, who came in with her and was completely ignored.
"That's right." Ke Yanshen then remembered, and turned his gaze to An Xiaohui, "You're here." β
"Yes, uncle, long time no see." An Xiaohui stepped forward and replied politely.
Burst--
Uncle??
Ke Junqiao's heart was frightened, and he turned his head sharply to stare at An Xiaohui, and then confirmed together, "You call me grandpa?" Uncle? β
"Huh? Questions? An Xiaohui raised his eyebrows, and his chin rose slightly up.
"Hehe, no problem." It's a little frightened.
If this is calculated, doesn't she still call this demon uncle?
An Xiaohui looked at Ke Junqiao's almost tangled face, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a corner of his lips, "Count it down like this, should you call me ......?" As he spoke, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he smiled meaningfully.
Ke Junqiao gritted her teeth, raised her head and looked at him with a smile, her dark eyes contained a touch of cleanliness, and she said word by word, "Uncle!" You! Younger sister! β
Let her call a demon uncle, I'm sorry she can't scream
"It's okay if you don't call me uncle, I'm just a generation older than you anyway." An Xiaohui specially reminded that the word of a generation was specially accentuated. Squinting with a pair of fox eyes, the smile is particularly charming.
Ke Junqiao was now clenching her fists, and the face in front of her was shaking again, and she swore that she would keep punching him in the face twice.
"Okay, let's eat here today, I'll let the maid prepare it." Ke Yanshen said and walked back to Jing Guangrong's side.
Ke Junqiao turned her body, and was woken up by Ke Susu before she slept enough in the morning, and now she can sneeze with a long mouth.
"I'll go to bed and get up again in the evening to eat." Saying that, Ke Junqiao walked upstairs directly.
Jing Guangrong glanced up, took out the phone and called his grandson.
At six o'clock, Ke Junqiao came down the stairs, the two old men were still sitting on the chessboard and facing each other, An Xiaohui was commanding with a voice on the side, and his eyes looked happy with a smile in a line.
However, as soon as she took a step down, she suddenly paused, and her eyes were sharp at the man sitting on the sofa, he was wearing a black shirt, casual black suit pants set off his legs slender, and the whole person was lazily buried on the sofa, like a beast that would attack at any time, which made people afraid from the bottom of their hearts.
Ke Junqiao just wanted to go back, but those deep eyes suddenly lifted up and collided with her flustered gaze.
"Where do you want to go?"
Ke Junqiao immediately stopped moving, turned her head to look, and smiled, "No." β
After speaking, she tidied up her neckline, was generous, and walked downstairs with a high spirit.
Although it will be so embarrassing to meet now, this is her home, what are you afraid of, you can ignore yesterday's events as much as possible.
In one go, he smashed himself onto the sofa and stared at him with a smile on his face.
Jing Beichen glanced at it, and then lowered his head and hurried with the document in hand.
Ke Junqiao pursed her lips, she didn't have to guess to know that it must have been his grandfather who reported the news, tsk, why are they all majestic characters outside, and there is always such a naΓ―ve side in private.
Her grandfather too!
Take out your mobile phone,Ke Junqiao tried not to embarrass herself,Take out your mobile phone and open Cool Run,Cool Run is a new small mobile game from Tencent,The faster you run,The more exciting it isγ
She usually doesn't like anything else, but she likes something new and exciting.
"Yo, the girl is still playing games." An Xiaohui walked over, and the fox saw the screen of Ke Junqiao's mobile phone with sharp eyes, and teased.
Ke Junqiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, although this product was not as domineering as Jing Beichen, but she couldn't stand it with a pair of attractive peach blossom eyes.
"To be honest, you're not having a good time." An Xiaohui said lazily, and then sat next to Ke Junqiao, close to her.
Ke Junqiao's ears moved sensitively, and he threw an unhappy look at him. "If you have the ability, you come. Girl, I run 1.2 million points, how much can you run? β
"I'm running higher than you, what's the benefit?" An Xiaohui raised his eyebrows and asked.
"You say, what do you want?"
"Don't say anything else, just call me uncle." An Xiaohui smiled even more treacherously. The eyes are picked intentionally or unintentionally.
Ke Junqiao turned her head and gave him a fierce look, and threw her phone on the sofa: "Play by yourself." β
With that, he went into the kitchen.
"When did this girl become so boring?" An Xiaohui was a little helpless, shrugged his shoulders and leaned back on the sofa, and took the mobile phone on the sofa in his hand.
Just as he was about to start playing, he suddenly heard a cold voice above his head.
"Who are you?" Jing Beichen didn't have many emotional ups and downs, but his indifferent words and sharp eyes announced that he could get angry at any time.
"You ask me?" An Xiaohui raised his head, still with that light-hearted demonic smile. As a man, he could feel how cold this man was from afar.
"Say!" Jing Beichen is a word, simple and clear.
"I'm her uncle, who are you?" An Xiaohui is very curious, there is also a master of the cold Hades next to this girl.
"Uncle?" Jing Beichen looked at An Xiaohui with rhino eyes, obviously very suspicious of his words.
"Interested?" An Xiaohui raised his head and waved the mobile phone in his hand, but his tone was absolutely provocative.
Jing Beichen glanced at his phone coldly, his eyes were slightly heavy, and his face was expressionless, "If you want to play, you have to play really." β
"Oh? Then I'm interested. An Xiaohui fell back, and the face of the city and the country smiled wickedly.
β¦β¦
On the mountainside behind Ke's house, on a highway that stretches to the top of the mountain, two equally bright cars are reddish from the setting sun.
One red and one black, one demon and one Hades.
Jing Guangrong and Old Man Ke behind him squinted their eyes, waiting to see a visual feast.
"I think, your stinky boy wants to win, it's difficult!" Ke Yanshen is very confident in An Xiaohui.
"This should be said to you, although my stinky boy is now running a company, but he used to be mixed up, and I don't have to worry about my car skills." Jing Guangrong immediately retorted.
"yes, then we'll see."
Ke Junqiao clasped her arms with her hands, stood in front of the two cars and looked up and down, these two guys, why did they suddenly get up?
"Are you sure you want to run?" She confirmed again.
"Woman, so much nonsense." Jing Beichen's deep eyes did not contain a trace of waves, but when he glanced at An Xiaohui, there was disdain and hostility in his eyes.
Although Ke Junqiao didn't know why, she also felt very strange, which was not logical.
It is rumored that President Jingda does not eat fireworks in the world, but in the past two days, he feels that this guy not only occupies the essence of a beast, but also interprets his pride and arrogance quite abundantly.
What kind of fireworks is this called not eating the world?
Well, it's none of her business, she turned her head to stare at An Xiaohui and asked in the same way, "You're going to run too?" β
An Xiaohui stuck out his head and took off the sunglasses that occupied most of his face, revealing his long fox eyes.
"If I win, you'll have to call me uncle."
"Who prescribed it, and I didn't run with you."
"Well, that guy said." An Xiaohui pointed at Jing Beichen shamelessly, and his smile was obvious.
Jing Beichen didn't look at it or deny it, but was empty, with a terrifying fierceness around him. "Aren't you going to start yet?"
"It starts at the beginning, but I have to make it clear, call uncle, let him call." Ke Junqiao pointed at Jing Beichen. "It's not me who made a bet with you, it's him."
"Woman, you are looking for death." Jing Beichen roared and threatened, how could he bet with that ladyboy, didn't that guy see that he was playing her.
"No matter, or you will win for me, or you will call it." Ke Junqiao raised her head and expressed her deep displeasure at these two shameless men.
"You think I'm going to lose?" Jing Beichen raised his eyebrows and asked.
It's not that he's arrogant, it's that he has this capital.
He was trained by the devil since he was a child, and his deeds of mixing black and white and slashing a gang with his bare hands are widely spread. Although it is bleached now, those terrifying deeds are the real existence, that is, there is no one who has a little seniority on the road now, and there is no one who does not know the Jing family of Jing Beichen.
The Jing family is a very terrifying existence.
"Then it's up to you." Ke Junqiao raised her eyebrows, grabbed a silk scarf in her hand, and stood between the two cars.
"Play, let's go." At the end of the sentence, the silk scarf on his hand fluttered in the wind.
The two cars were like arrows off the string, swishing away on both sides of Ke Junqiao. Two cars, one black and one red, slid out a perfect shadow on the road.
When he turned his head again, he was only left with two tails.
"Grandpa, why are they playing?" This is Ke Junqiao's unpredictable problem, and the two of them don't know each other, so they won't meet as soon as they meet.
An Xiaohui is very likely, Jing Beichen is not such a boring person.