"Fourth Miss, please."

"Fourth Miss, slow down."

"Fourth Miss, I'll help you get it..."

One person and four young ladies, listening to Qian Hao's ears, like 'Miss Death', she bit the straw and couldn't help laughing, and handed the milk tea to the clerk by the way, take it if you like.

Jiang Qian took the lead in the front, listening to the laughter of the people behind him, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were rich, and his expression was not as light as usual, and he looked much easier to deal with.

Especially when he looked back at Qian Hao, his eyes seemed to be drunk but not drunk, a hazy and wonderful feeling, and the people who looked at it were confused.

But Qian Hao didn't do much, but the female clerk on the side blushed.

Rows of clothes were picked by her, and an unlimited card was directly thrown aside by Jiang Qian, as if no one wanted it.

With the translucent floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Jiang Qian's figure is like an eye-catching big screen, attracting passers-by to look back and whisper to each other.

The news of blowing up the street with her sister spread quickly, and Jiang's mother couldn't get in on the phone, so she could only scold into the phone: "This stinky boy!" ”

Xiao Yin deliberately came down from the dining area on the fifth floor, Jiang Qian was too conspicuous, she saw it from the height of the escalator, the sisters around her saw it straight, and when she saw Xiao Yin for a moment, she slapped her with her elbow: "Your future uncle is much more handsome than Jiang Zun, I really don't know what you are anxious about..."

As he spoke, the escalator had reached the ground floor.

One step closer to Jiang Qian.

Jiang Qian, who was in the glass, chatted with the person in charge of the mall, the spotlights were dazzling, and he was wearing a simple gray sweater, which was not as restrained as black and white, and the sense of closeness doubled.

But the gaze that came over the corner was sharp and strong.

Xiao Yin's footsteps paused slightly, Jiang Qian saw her, and at the same time as he saw it, his eyes turned up slightly, and a secret smile flashed in his eyes.

Qian Hao came out of the fitting room at this time, but she didn't change into new clothes, she held her neck collar with one hand, and almost forgot that the marks on her neck can scare people to death!

The female clerk carefully asked if she was dissatisfied, Qian Hao shook her head, but the clerk asked behind her, Qian Hao took advantage of the situation and looked at Jiang Qian, he stood there, his right hand was in his right pocket, looking at Qian Hao's embarrassing appearance, he smiled faintly.

The favorite girl's character was clearly seen by people outside the store, and Xiao Yin turned around and left.

Outside the mall, Jiang Zun's car arrived on time, Xiao Yin got in the car, the two smiled politely, and there was no communication, when the car drove out of the toll gate, they looked at the white sports car at the same time, as if it was a secret hidden in the dark.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang's mother's phone bombarded Qian Hao and forced her to go back to Jiang's house.

At a quarter past nine, the car was winding and circling on the way back to Jiang's house.

Jiang Qian drove with one hand, and the other hand was still groping rampantly on her.

Returning to Jiang's house made her feel nervous, and the light and brightness reflected by the street lamps outside the car window quickly switched and amplified her tenseness.

Jiang Mu's sharp two words 'come back' must be something, as for what's the matter... The car had come to a slow stop.

I didn't take the big bags and small bags in the car, Jiang Qian played with the car keys and got out of the car first, Qian Hao followed closely, but when she entered the door, she deliberately slowed down, and there was talk and laughter in the house, as soon as Jiang Qian entered, the laughter was still the same, and it was a little more lively, but then as soon as Qian Hao entered, it was instantly quiet.

Jiang Qian casually threw down the car keys, rolled up his sleeves and sat on the sofa, as for Jiang's mother, she first glanced at Qian Hao, and then talked with a noble lady of the same age beside her, who didn't know what was talking with her head down.