"Can you still eat it?"

Qiao Yuxin shook his head with a smile and asked, seeing Murong Le's appearance of eating with relish, he smiled angrily.

"Hey, don't talk about her, the college entrance examination questions are quite difficult this time, but I am sure that I can score a few hundred points, and when the time comes, I will definitely be able to take the art examination of Imperial Capital Film and Television!"

Qiao Yuxin's fingers paused slightly, and she glanced at Murong Le in surprise, she hadn't heard of Xiaole going to take the imperial film exam before?

"Xiaole, do you want to take the test for Emperor Ying?"

Murong Le nodded, her dream is to be an actress, of course she has to be admitted to the most famous film and television university.

Qiao Yuxin gradually recalled that Murong Le seemed to be the emperor back then, exactly the same as Qiao Jing......

But

This year, Qiao Jing can't be on the emperor's shadow.

"Okay, come on!"

Murong Le knew that Qiao Yuxin wanted to take the imperial biography, and he had been worried about her grades, but after the mock test, he didn't have to worry about it at all.

Two days

The college entrance examination ended perfectly

Qiao Jing returned home dejected, in a bad mood, she had diarrhea in the Chinese test, forgot to bring an eraser in the math test, and came to her aunt again in the English test.

It's really unlucky!

"Mom, I'm dead in the college entrance examination this time."

Qiao Jing lowered her head and sat on the sofa, annoyed, with her results, she could take the test normally.

But now it's an extraordinary performance, an extraordinary poor performance!

Qiao's mother was watching the drama, and when she heard her daughter's words, she was stunned for a moment, and reacted:

"Jing'er, what are you talking about? Failed the test? ”

Qiao Jing didn't dare to look directly into her mother's eyes, she bowed her head and said nothing, mourning.

When Qiao's mother saw it, she estimated that she had really failed the test, her heart hurt, and she sighed fiercely.

"Alas, let's wait for the college entrance examination to come out, it's not a foregone conclusion, Jing'er, don't be afraid."

Qiao's mother thought that there was still a turning point, and hurriedly comforted her daughter, even if Jing'er played abnormally, it was definitely better than the stupid Qiao Taro Xin!

No matter how bleak the mood of the two mothers and daughters at home was, Qiao Taro Xin dressed up a little at home and went out beautifully.

This is her first date with Bei Shaohan......

That's right, knowing that she finished the college entrance examination, someone with low emotional intelligence last night personally called her to ask her to go shopping.

Qiao Yuxin's already beautiful mood instantly let go of herself, and she could see the handsome man of her family again.

Looking at the slender back of Qiao Taro Xin leaving, Qiao Jing gritted her teeth, and the tablecloth was poked out of five holes by her fingernails.

Twisted hideous face, no longer the usual well-behaved.

The door of Joe's house

As soon as he came out, Qiao Yuxin saw a cool sports car parked outside, with a blue wind......

The man leaned sideways against the car door, dressed in casual clothes and sunglasses, revealing an angular side face like a perfect sculpture of God.

Mom, that's so handsome, isn't it?

Qiao Taroxin's heart was beating "thump", and his face was slightly red.

There was no Bei Shaohan in her eyes before, and she didn't notice the cold and handsome man in her eyes.

It's no wonder that the little girls in the imperial capital all regard Bei Shaohan as their dream husband......

"Shao Han!"

Qiao Yuxin stepped forward and shouted, his voice was sweet and beautiful.

Bei Shaohan raised his eyes, took off his sunglasses, his long and curly eyelashes were upturned, and there was a resolute face of a soldier.

What caught her cold eyes was that a woman in a red semi-long skirt had skin as white as snow, and her slender calves were a little exposed, which was delicate and lovely.

Bei Shaohan's dark eyes were more tender because of Qiao Taroxin's appearance, but when he touched her thin white calves, his face was slightly gloomy.

"No short skirts next time."

Bei Shaohan's thin lips opened slightly, and he said something that made Qiao Yuxin unbelievable.

What？ Not allowed to wear short skirts? She's in a long dress.