Chapter 74: A Reassuring Man

Jiang Qiao'er can't wait to slap herself a few times!

How can I go back to this wilderness! At this time, it is estimated that it is impossible to get a taxi, it is about to rain, and it is estimated that the taxi drivers have already gone home to sleep!

The raindrops are very dramatic at this time, and the sound falls. The raindrops of soybeans smashed on the car window and made a clanging sound. Through the headlights, you can see the raindrops falling densely and urgently.

The palace minister tentatively stepped on the accelerator again, but still couldn't catch fire.

"It doesn't seem to be safe." The palace minister shrugged his shoulders, his gloomy eyes did not feel any frustration or sullenness, and his deep voice carried an inexplicable reassuring power.

He has a faint aura of a king who looks down on the world, and at any time, even if the situation is very bad, his appearance can bring strength to others and make people convincing. Jiang Qiao'er slowly curled the corners of her mouth, maybe she didn't have to be anxious.

"I'll get out of the car and take a look, you stay in the car, don't move." The palace minister turned his head, his charming eyes locked on Jiang Qiao'er, who was a little anxious, his thin lips curved out of a perfect arc, nodded lightly, and turned around to push the cart door: "With me, don't be afraid." ”

Jiang Qiao'er nodded vigorously at him, his anxious eyes slowly quieted down, and his round eyes were covered with a faint mist. Free (Baidu Search txt Home Novel Network)

As soon as the palace minister got out of the car, the shirt on his body was completely wet by the rain, and half of his trouser leg was soaked in water. Jiang Qiao'er lay on the seat and looked at the palace ministers outside the car, and a place in her heart suddenly collapsed, slowly revealing pure softness. The loud and subtle sounds in my heart seem to interweave a different emotion.

Gong Yuchen walked to the back of the car, neatly lifted the rear cover, took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, and there was no fault in the place where the engine was, and he couldn't check it alone. His sinking eyes sparkled with hesitation, and only a moment later, he closed the rear hood and quickly returned to the car.

Let that stupid woman help him with the fire, I'm afraid it's in vain. In order not to worry her, it is better not to let her help.

As soon as the palace courtier returned to the car, Jiang Qiaoer didn't know that he was patting the rain on his body from all hands and feet. Seeing that his hair and face were all wet, Jiang Qiaoer hesitated for a moment and took out his hand towel: "You wipe it!" ”

The palace courtier glanced at Jiang Qiao'er, his gloomy eyes fell on the handkerchief in her hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Reluctant?" Who sent it? ”

Jiang Qiaoer shook her head, bit her lip tightly, and the wrist holding the handkerchief was grabbed by the palace minister.

"Lover?" The palace minister's charming eyes tightly locked Jiang Qiao'er's nervous eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he leaned over to approach Jiang Qiao'er, who was dodging: "Who sent it?" ”

"My mother!" Jiang Qiao'er was forced by him to be anxious, so she simply admitted it directly, if the palace courtiers held on to Luo Bingbing and knew that she was not Lin Shuxin, then she could only accept her fate. Baidu search txtjia .com "On my sixteenth birthday, my mother gave it to me with my favorite rose."

The palace minister glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, the white cotton and linen handkerchief was indeed embroidered with pink roses, and his sharp eyes turned on Jiang Qiaoer's face to make sure that Jiang Qiaoer was not lying, his gaze softened a little, and Jiang Qiaoer's body was still very close: "Since you are willing to take it out, then help me wipe it yourself." ”

Seeing that he didn't ask, Jiang Qiao'er was puzzled by the faint anger he had just now. When he heard what he said, he raised his hand angrily and shaved his hair.

The palace ministers didn't move, and let Jiang Qiaoer play by herself.

Jiang Qiao'er became more and more excited, and the hair of the palace courtiers was pinched into watermelon taro by her for a while, and she kneaded it into an explosive head of Xiangfei for a while. Just when Jiang Qiao'er was having fun by herself, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the car glass, and the palace ministers could see what they were doing......

"Uh...... Okay, okay. Seeing the deep eyes of the palace ministers, staring at himself in a dark and uncertain manner, Jiang Qiao'er stopped in embarrassment. What kind of bear-hearted leopard gall did he eat, and he dared to play with his hair!

"Hehe...... Seeing that the palace ministers ignored him, Jiang Qiao'er was stared at by him, and said with a smile: "That, it's still the most handsome and good-looking hairstyle!" ”

"Come here!" The palace minister's deep pool-like eyes stared at Jiang Qiao'er's eyes evilly, and the upward arc of the corners of his mouth inexplicably carried a strong sense of oppression.

"I don't want it." Jiang Qiao reflexively said these three words. The curvature of the corners of the palace minister's mouth on the side bent up a few points, and his gloomy eyes slowly narrowed: "Say it again?" ”

"Eh, what did you do in the past...... "It's like this every time, and I always start to make mistakes at the last minute. Jiang Qiao was speechless. This damn fellow!

"My shirt is wet, help me take it off." The palace courtier stretched out his arm, the space that was originally quite spacious was a little narrow in an instant, and the palace courtier's slender arm had to be placed on Jiang Qiaoer's shoulder before he could stretch out.

The shirt won't take off on its own when it's wet! Jiang Qiao'er pursed her mouth dissatisfied, and her round eyes showed twelve points of reluctance.

Although he was very reluctant, Jiang Qiaoer still took off his shirt for him with his hands and feet, so as to get rid of the suppression of his arms as soon as possible.

For Jiang Qiao'er's speed, the palace courtier bent the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, turned around, and stretched out his long arm to hang his shirt on the back seat. The palace courtier turned around, and Jiang Qiao'er's little head didn't know what he was looking at, and it hit his lower abdomen all of a sudden. The fluffy little head writhed restlessly a few times, and finally got rid of the palace minister.

"Why are you pressing me!" Jiang Qiao's ears were displeased, and she pursed her mouth and rolled her eyes at the palace ministers. The handkerchief just fell off, and she didn't find it after looking for a long time, so she blamed the palace ministers!

The palace minister did not speak, his dark eyes stared at Jiang Qiao'er's little head, a small mouth that was closed, and playful eyes suddenly felt a tightness in his throat. I really want to kiss her pink mouth!

Jiang Qiao'er saw that the palace courtiers didn't speak, turned her head and continued to look for her handkerchief, which was given to her by Luo Bingbing, she had always carried it close to her, and she lost it after a while, blaming the palace courtiers, she knew not to sympathize with him!

"What are you looking for?" The palace minister took a few deep breaths, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and his deep voice still carried the hoarseness of emotion. Next time, if the stupid woman provokes himself again, he will definitely put her out of the fire!

"The handkerchief is gone." Jiang Qiao'er was still in a hurry, and she didn't notice that something was wrong with the palace ministers, she twisted left and right to find it, but she couldn't see the hand towel.

The palace minister pursed his lips, his amber eyes were gently raised, and he leaned closer to Jiang Qiao'er, his strength was firmly pressed on Jiang Qiao'er's thighs, his sturdy body was tightly pressed against her lower abdomen, his delicate and handsome face was enlarged in front of her, and his warm breath was close to her chest, a little closer, a little closer...... txt House Fiction Network