Text Text_Chapter 8, are you teasing me?

The end of the banter.

Qin Jiujiu's thoughts were messy, and she looked at the man in front of her speechlessly, very annoyed that he always spoke in a tone that was both immortal and evil, revealing a nasty sense of superiority and inexplicability.

"You're molesting me?" She seemed to be laughed at angrily, so she fought back against Jinrong like this.

On the other hand, they all gasped.

By now, the girl's courage had surpassed their imagination.

And Rong Shao's reaction refreshed their worldview.

For example, right now—

There was no obvious anger on Jinrong's face, just raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her, and the banter at the corner of her mouth deepened: "You just found out?" ”

The crowd is overwhelmed!

Qin Jiujiu was even more speechless!

He pointed to the double bed: "That's your place, go up and sleep." I want to work, don't make noise with me. ”

With that, he walked directly to the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, turned on the computer, and turned on the lamp.

Although his tone was a little cold this time, for Qin Jiujiu, Jinrong finally felt a little back to normal.

Walking to the big bed, she sat on the edge of the bed first, and her body swayed up and down with the elasticity of the mattress, which was very soft and comfortable: "Thirteen hours, it was midnight when I arrived in China." ”

"Miss Qin, you forgot to count the jet lag. When we arrived in China, it was around 12 midnight New York time, but it was 1 p.m. domestic time. So, we just in time for Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

Qin Ye said, smiling and pointing to the seat belt on the bed: "Miss Qin, please be sure to fasten your seat belt." ”

The corners of Qin Jiujiu's mouth twitched, and when she looked up, although Jinrong was sitting sideways in front of her desk, she was also wearing a seat belt, especially the table seemed to be fixed on the floor, and after the chair was pulled away, it could just bite with a hidden buckle on the floor, and it was also fixed.

Qin Jiujiu took off his down jacket, went to bed, fastened his seat belt, covered his head with the quilt, and ignored no one!

She didn't have a good rest last night, and this sleep was quite heavy.

She didn't feel anything when the plane was bumpy in the air.

City B.

1:15 p.m.

Qin Jiujiu followed Jinrong out of the VIP passage, and their luggage was carried by Jinrong's bodyguards.

When he was about to exit the gate, Qin Jiujiu saw a middle-aged man in his early forties standing at the door, dressed in a smoky gray cashmere coat, tall and thin, revealing a handsome and elegant temperament.

He looked at Jinrong with a smile and said hello: "Brother Rong!" ”

Then, his gaze fell on the little girl beside Jinrong.

There was obviously no shelter in front of him, but he still tiptoed to try to see more clearly, and the originally leisurely beckoning movement became stiff, and there was an extremely slight tremor in his fingertips.

wanted to call her name, hurriedly, Jiujiu, but when she came to the front, he stepped forward and hugged her in his arms: "Daughter! ”

Qin Jiujiu could feel his excitement and joy.

She raised her eyes and looked at Jinrong, who said softly, "This is your father Qin Stranger." ”

"Daddy!" She called.

The man who hugged her trembled and let go of her happily: "Good girl! ”

Glancing at the broken small suitcase in the hand of the bodyguard behind him, he felt distressed in his eyes, and directly took her hand and said, "Daughter, let's go home for the New Year!" ”

He thanked Jinrong again and invited him to go with him, but Jinrong shook his head and smiled: "No, I have retired now." Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and my grandparents are still waiting for me at home. ”