Angry, he threw the phone to a woolen blanket not far away.

Yunyun reacted quickly, picked it up in a hurry, bit the ball again, handed it to Qiao Yiran and signaled him not to lose his phone, play with it, throw it as much as you like, and you will find it back soon.

The same goes for Joe: "......"

After being silent for a while, Qiao Yiran took the ball and reasoned with Yunyun meaningfully: "Yunyun went to play by herself, but my sister was going to be snatched away by others, are you willing?" ”

Yunyun tilted his head, as if thinking about his words.

"Hmm. Brother knows you don't want to, good boy! Brother is called Hum and play with you! Hmph-hmph-"

"Woohoo Woo Woo!" Little devil? no！ It doesn't! Yunyun dropped the ball and disappeared in an instant.

Qiao Yiran smiled, picked up his phone again, and posted a comment on V's first Weibo:

My little Jiu'er V: Come back and accompany me! [Anger]

History is always strikingly similar, and his comments were not liked by a single person, and he was immediately squeezed out of sight. Air Knot!

Fortunately, the phone rang immediately, and it was the person who had formed a CP with someone else.

"Hey!"

"Eat gunpowder!"

"Humph!"

"Okay, I'm over here, there's nothing to do, let's go for our birthday!"

Others didn't see Qiao Yiran's comment, but Qiu Yun didn't miss it. He was her special concern, there was a special ringtone prompt, she saw it for the first time, and Ma called back.

"Wait!" Qiao Yiran hung up the phone decisively, took the car keys and went out directly, venting all the way.

A celebration party was also arranged after the concert, Qiu Yun resigned, said hello to Lu Bonan, and waited for Qiao Yi at the back door.

I went back to J County two days ago, and all the members of the Qiu family went back to celebrate Qiu Yun's eighteenth adult birthday in advance. Now that Qiu Jingrong's company is getting bigger and bigger, some entertainment is inevitable, and on such an important day as the coming-of-age ceremony, of course, a birthday banquet will be held. happened to collide with the concert again, and it could only be pushed back.

Around 8 p.m., there is a little evening breeze, and the weather in early autumn in Kyoto is a little chilly in the morning and evening.

Qiu Yun wore a set of washed blue denim clothes, without an obvious logo, which seemed ordinary but also valuable. After all, she started to be a little rich woman a few years ago, and she still has a little bit of taste.

She looked left and right, but she didn't see Qiao Yiran's car, and she was unconsciously distracted.

Left 1 Ming...... Congratulations on taking the first step of your dream, it's good that you haven't missed it again in this life! Qiu Yun smiled softly, they finally grew into the appearance they longed for, he is really suitable for living on the stage, dazzling and sought after by thousands of people. And she can finally do what she likes, it's not a career, and she is satisfied if she can eat and wear without worrying.

Those small wishes in the world have now been realized, at the age of eighteen and as an adult, should she have a new goal and a new desire to chase?

Well...... In other words, is it really good to live without ideals like her? Ha ha......

Looking at the girl who was obediently waiting for him, Qiao Yiran's face was slightly pale, and a warm feeling appeared in his eyes.

"Didi—"

Qiu Yun looked over when she heard the sound, showed a big smile, and trotted over to sit in the co-pilot.

"Where are we going?"

"Is it cold?" Joe Yiran didn't answer the question, frowned, and twisted up her thin denim jacket, "Wear so little, do you want to be sexy?" ”

"Hee-hee~ Have you ever seen a star stage performance dressed like a penguin?"

Qiao Yiran picked up his coat and threw it to Qiu Yun with disgust, "Wear it!" ”

"Hmm...... Warm taste! "When he's upset, you have to smile. This is the truth that Qiu Yun and Qiao Yiran get along with. He eats soft rather than hard, and softness is as soft as it gets.

Qiao Yiran didn't know if he was smiling or tense his face now, Qiu Yun got into his long coat like a little milk dog, rubbing the soft fabric on his little face, sniffing the smell that belonged to him. Well...... He suddenly felt a little hot, was Jiu'er tempting him?

He peeked at it again, and the car "swished" like an arrow off the string, leaving only a trace of exhaust gas.