Chapter 338, My Bamboo Horse He Autated (41)
Shen Jiu was laughed at angrily by Song Qing'an: "I haven't seen you for seven years, it turns out that not only has I grown in size, but I have also grown in my ability to talk nonsense." ”
She raised her hand to push Song Qing'an, but as soon as her fingertips stretched out, she was grabbed by Song Qing'an.
Song Qingan turned his head and smiled at her: "There are other places that have also grown." ”
Shen Jiu looked at Song Qing'an silently.
She suspected that the man was playing with color, but she had no proof.
Song Qing'an was pleased by Shen Jiu's expression, he pinched her fingertips, and called her in a good mood: "Sister." ”
He pulled her out: "Is my sister looking for a good place to live?" ”
Shen Jiu has always liked to do everything in her work, she had already become a regular in the internship company before graduation, and she also rented a house near the company: "There is a place to live." ”
She told Song Qing'an her rental address and asked him, "Do you want to send me back?" ”
Song Qingan glanced at her meaningfully: "Yes, sister." ”
He took Shen Jiu to the parking lot, unlocked it, opened the car door for Shen Jiu, fastened her seat belt for her, and sat in the driver's seat.
Shen Jiu tilted his head to look at him.
The moonlight is very clear, and his facial features look delicate and cold in the white moonlight, and he doesn't look like a person who will come to KTV.
Shen Jiu looked at him for a while, and suddenly called him: "Xiao An." ”
Song Qingan was playing the steering wheel, lowered his eyelashes, and answered in a low voice.
Shen Jiu frowned and asked him, "Why did you come here?" ”
Song Qingan has already started the car: "I'm talking about a business." He replied to her gently: "The client is very difficult, so I have to accompany her here." ”
Not only did he want to come here, but he also wanted to pour him wine, but unfortunately he was thrown a thousand pounds in four or two, and a bottle of wine all went into the man's own stomach, and he also got the contract slip.
Shen Jiu blinked: "Customer? She whispered, "That woman tonight?" ”
Song Qingan replied softly.
Shen Jiu tilted his head to look at her: "Then you just treated her like that, your business-"
Song Qingan said: "It's been negotiated." He thought for a moment and added, "It didn't have to be done. ”
encountered a traffic light, Song Qingan stopped the car, tilted his head slightly, and looked over with beautiful eyes: "I have always kept a distance from other women." ”
He looked serious, as if emphasizing his chastity.
As soon as Song Qingan said this, Shen Jiu became curious again: "Are there a lot of little girls chasing you?" ”
The signal light had turned green, and the car drove up again, until Shen Jiu rented a house, and Song Qingan turned his head: "No." ”
He unbuckled his seat belt, turned sideways again, and raised his hand to help Shen Jiu unbuckle his seat belt: "I have always claimed that I have a girlfriend. ”
The seat belt had been unfastened, but Song Qingan did not sit back in the driver's seat, but raised his head and looked at Shen Jiu.
His eyelashes were thick and long, like a fan, and under them were pitch-black pupils.
Song Qingan said: "Sister, when do you plan to sit with me to confirm this news?" ”
His tone was half coquettish, half complaining.
Shen Jiu moved his lips, but before he could speak, Song Qingan had already sat back in the driver's seat, pulled the car door, and got out of the car.
The cramped feeling faded suddenly, Shen Jiu pursed his lips, opened the car door, and was about to go out, when he saw Song Qing'an leaning next to his car door.
Song Qingan tilted his head to look at her: "I'll send my sister up?" ”
He drove her all the way to the door of the apartment, watched as she inserted the key into the lock, and then pressed her fingertips lightly against the doorknob.
Song Qingan asked again: "Won't my sister invite me in to sit?" ”