Chapter 67: Peony Asgard Weight 1

Ge An'an was speechless......

She and Ge Beibei are cousins, but Ge Beibei's father and uncle are also her uncle who are content with the status quo and do not want to make progress, while her father went abroad to make a career and has many contacts with foreign royal families.

Because of this, she has always scoffed at everything in Huaxia, but she forgot that she is also from here.

Su Yao actually didn't understand where her so-called superiority came from, and only speaking a foreign language was not something to be proud of.

She studied traditional Chinese ink painting since she was a child, and when she was older, she had the money and opportunity to come into contact with Western oil painting. Even if she has seen too many splendid scenes in Western paintings, she is not envious, and in her heart she is still a shallow water in the south of the Yangtze River, a small boat.

Maybe there was no irony in her words from beginning to end, but she just didn't understand. The little girl who looks like a person with a compelling aura and a vivid smile just widens her starry eyes and is puzzled.

But this made Ge An'an very embarrassed, and his beautiful face seemed to be smeared with the red of cooked shrimp, and the color climbed all the way to his neck.

At this moment, the little girl spoke crisply, then referring to control, without a trace of deterrence and threat, "Since you didn't close it, why didn't you open the door for me just now?" ”

Ge An'an's eyelids twitched, this can't be a fool! It's so obvious that you can't see it. How could Ge Beibei, that stupid person, not even be able to play with such a little girl?

She straightened up, her arms still wrapped around her chest, and the straps of her off-the-shoulder red one-line dress slipped slightly, although she smiled, there was actually no trace of a smile, "Can't you see it so obvious?" You and Jiang Linxiao are not suitable. ”

Su Yao, who was more than half a head shorter, raised his head and stared at Ge An'an, his face was windless and rainless, "Why?" ”

Ge An'an stepped on his high heels and approached her little by little, until the breath of her speech could blow the tiny fluff on Su Yao's delicate face, "Do you think you can enter the door of the Jiang family with only one face?" Aunt Jiang just hates girls like you! ”

Su Yaotian has a harmless and innocent face, coupled with the fact that his head has been hit hard, the whole person basically has no momentum, and he is like a sheep in front of Ge An'an.

Her expression was very tangled, and her little face as white as jade pulled down, when Ge An'an was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The little girl stretched out her beautiful white jade hand to pull the fallen skirt strap for her, with an innocent expression, "I'm going to run out." ”

Ge An'an: ...... (I don't know if I should be angry or not)

But in the next second, she was about to be blown up.

Su Yao ignored her and left, saying goodbye to her politely, "I'll go back first, it's so cold!" Come home early, bye-bye! ”

Before leaving, he closed the door intimately.

Ge Anan couldn't open the door inside, and it froze all night.

……

When Su Yao came out of the Great Hall, the bright moon hung high on the black dome covered with fine starlight.

As soon as she went out, she saw a speeding black Bugatti Veyron parked in front of her.

Jiang Linxiao opened the door from the car, took two steps with his long legs, and rushed to Su Yao in an instant, taking the petite girl into his arms, and his wide and warm palms tightly wrapped around the girl's slender waistline.

"Son, are you okay?" Jiang Lin Xiaoqing's delicate face had a hint of tiredness, and he lay on her fair and round shoulders and gasped slightly.

After hanging up the phone call, he left a large number of guests. Regardless of the fatigue and exhaustion after the entertainment, I came non-stop.

Luckily she's fine.

It should be very uncomfortable to look very tired from his appearance, Su Yao hugged his shoulders and nodded gently, "It's okay." ”

A couple embraced each other in the moonlight for a long time. Until Jiang Linxiao found the girl in his arms, he was trembling slightly with cold, but he didn't say a word.

Considering his feelings, he stiffened in such a position that he could put his head on her shoulder and lean against her.

Although he didn't rely on her completely, it didn't prevent a warmth from lingering in Jiang Linxiao's heart.

Su Yao is really wearing a little little, and if he is blown by the cold wind at night, he will definitely get sick tomorrow.