Chapter 50: Mr. Xiang, Are You Jealous?
Qiao Mo was holding the bicycle, and Gu Yao was putting on the chain, but it was obvious that this girl was an authentic rich second generation, and she didn't know how to do it at all.
The corners of Qiao Mo's mouth twitched, he reached out and rolled up his sleeves and pushed Gu Yao away, "Rich second generation, let's do it with me!" Qiao Mo said and bent down to start repairing the car, she did a lot of things about this kind of bicycle slide chain.
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In the luxury sedan not far away, Xiang Hanchuan looked at the two people on the side of the road with a black face at this time.
The two of them went to school together again!
Qiao Mo felt that someone was staring at him, and he unconsciously followed his gaze, and instantly saw a familiar person. She was stunned for a moment, stood up and waved her hand, "...... to Hanchuan"
Gu Yao was instantly vigilant when he heard this, and looked at the man in the distance with an angry expression, he knew this, because of Qiao Mo, he checked him, so he knew.
What about the richest man in the An Shen clan, no matter who he is, he will definitely not give Momo to him. Gu Yao unconsciously stepped forward and blocked in front of Qiao Mo, with a provocative expression, "Momo, I'm going to be late, let's go!" The car is ready. ”
Xiang Hanchuan frowned and sneered, and suddenly said, "I'll pass by the high school today, do you want me to give you a ride?" He said and looked at Qiao Mo.
Qiao Mo was naturally 10,000 willing, but looking at Gu Yao, this person ran so far to pick him up, if Zhongtong ran away, would he be so unrighteous, even if he didn't like others, but this would hurt people's self-esteem.
"......" Xiang Hanchuan's face instantly became gloomy, and he still had to think.
"Get in the car......" Xiang Hanchuan didn't understand how he could say this, it didn't look like himself at all.
When Qiao Mo heard this, she unconsciously moved her steps towards the other party's car, and she also felt that it was incredible that her body was so honest.
Damn, she was absolutely confused by beauty.
That's right, it's really good-looking!
Qiao Mo was fighting in his heart at this time, one black and one white, and the black slap was white, Qiao Mo! Qiao Mo can't be reserved.
Bai's struggle, "Reserved can't catch up with her husband!" ”
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Qiao Mo decisively walked to Xiang Hanchuan's car, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and got into the car.
Closing the car door, Xiang Hanchuan looked faintly not far away, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc. That means for a reason.
Look! This girl likes to come by herself!
"Hehe, big guy, didn't you tell me you were jealous just now?" Sitting in the car, Qiao Mo tilted her head and looked at the serious man sitting next to her, and couldn't help but speak.
"......" Xiang Hanchuan felt choked when he heard it.
No, he absolutely didn't.
Xiang Hanchuan: "You think too much, I just happened to pass by from that road!" ”
Qiao Mo rolled his eyes, "Really, saying that you are jealous and will not lose a piece of meat, I know it, Mr. Xiang, you must be shy and embarrassed, I know it, I suddenly feel in a beautiful mood." Qiao Mo said and opened the window, looking at the windside trees that were receding.
It's autumn, and the leaves on the trees are starting to turn yellow, and when the wind blows, the leaves turn and fall. Qiao Mo quickly leaned over and reached out to catch it.
As soon as he caught the leaves, he found himself being pulled back, and instantly fell into the arms of the familiar and unfamiliar.
"What for? Whoever told you to stretch out your hand and stick your head out, if there is a car behind you, do you even want to scrap your hand? ”
Qiao Mo didn't speak, just raised her eyes blankly and looked at the person who was looking at her viciously at this time, obviously the other party was very fierce, but she inexplicably felt that this person was so gentle.
"Speak, look at me what you do?" Xiang Hanchuan had a dark face.
"I'm seriously following the leader's teachings......" Qiao Mo nodded solemnly, but his head was rubbing against the shirt on the other party's chest.