Zhou Qiao rested for three days and posted a smile on the circle of friends.

Soon, Shen Qing gave her a thumbs up.

Zhou Qiao glanced at it, and because of Ming's mother's entanglement, she did not reply, nor did she chat with Shen Qing in private.

There are customers in the nail salon.

Zhou Qiao put his phone on the cash register and got up to pour water.

It was Song Ze and a beautiful girl, but her face was pale, she didn't wear makeup, she only wore lip balm on her mouth, and she wore a fisherman's hat, which was supported by Song Ze.

After entering the store, Song Ze took a pillow, let Gu Yao lean on, patted Gu Yao's shoulder, and motioned for her to relax.

Zhou Qiao put down the water and watched from the side.

It turns out that Song Ze also has a gentle side, but he is just to people.

Song Ze noticed Zhou Qiao's scrutiny, he touched his nose, and said to Zhou Qiao, "Little sister, give this beautiful little fairy a manicure." ”

Gu Yao smiled, the corners of her eyes were crooked, ladylike and quiet.

Zhou Qiao also laughed, touching the wound on his face that was not completely healed.

"Okay, does the young lady have any good patterns?"

Gu Yao shook his head.

"I haven't cared about this for a long time." Gu Yao was a little frustrated.

Zhou Qiao took out the tablet on the table, slid the screen, and one photo after another came into view, with slender and agile hands, with good-looking nail art patterns, which made Gu Yao feel better.

"You can see if there is one you like, or you can search for it on the Internet."

Gu Yao responded, lowered her head and studied it carefully.

Zhou Qiao raised his head and looked at Song Ze playing a game.

Seems to be very patient.

Zhou Qiao also poured water for Song Ze and handed it to Song Ze, "Thank you last time." ”

Song Ze paused the game, looked up at Zhou Qiao, glanced at Gu Yao twice, and then reminded Zhou Qiao in a low voice: "You should thank Brother Nanzhou, I am just an errand runner, by the way, Mingrui ......, he should come out soon." ”

Song Ze carefully hesitated to take the water and took a sip of it.

Zhou Qiao hummed, and had no intention of continuing to talk.

Calculate the time, it's time for Mingrui to be released.

The store was suddenly quiet, and Song Ze had no choice but to turn on the game sound.

Gu Yao chose the pattern and handed it to Zhou Qiao. Zhou Qiao got up to get the tools, and Gu Yao hooked his finger at Song Ze.

"How do you know about this place?" She smiled slyly, "Have you been here with other girls?" ”

Song Ze nodded calmly, "Yes, Brother Nanzhou was also there that day." ”

At the mention of Jin Nanzhou, Gu Yao's face fell.

"Is he busy all this time?"

This stopped Song Ze and said that he was busy, but he still had time to take care of Zhou Qiao's affairs, and said that he was not busy, and he couldn't see anyone.

Song Ze shrugged his shoulders and was silent.

Gu Yao: "He doesn't have to be so accommodating to me. ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jin Nanzhou is just coaxing the Gu family to find out the truth about his brother's disappearance, but Song Ze can't tell the truth.

He had no choice but to rush at Zhou Qiao's back and urge: "Little sister, are you almost there?" ”

At this moment, Zhou Qiao was sitting on the ground panting.

Material room.

Outside the window, Mingmu's snarky face oozed a sneer, staring at Zhou Qiao as if she was about to pounce.

Zhou Qiao was weak, his throat seemed to be choked, he couldn't make any sound, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

She struggled a few times, then looked at Ming's mother, looked calm, and pointed to her phone.

Zhou Qiao closed his eyes, quickly got up and ran out.

She rushed to the door of the store and quickly went to lock it.

Ming's mother stuck one foot in the two doors directly, and scolded in a sharp voice: "Little slut, you open the door for me!" ”

"You open the door for me!"

Zhou Qiao gritted his teeth against the door.

Song Ze and Gu Yao reacted when they heard the movement.

Zhou Qiao shouted loudly: "Come and help!" ”

Song Ze hurriedly stepped forward and leaned against the door, Ming's mother was in pain, and she grinned and withdrew her feet.

Zhou Qiao locked the door with trembling hands, his face was pale, and his legs slid weakly on the ground.

Song Ze looked dazed, and Mingmu, who was blocked, held a wooden stick, sneered at Zhou Qiao, and knocked on the glass door one by one.

Gu Yao, who was sitting on the sofa, covered her mouth in horror, her heart beating wildly.

Song Ze hurriedly pulled Zhou Qiao, "Is there a back door?" ”

Zhou Qiao shook his head.

The glass could not withstand the knocking, and cracks appeared in three or two times.

Song Ze gritted his teeth and made a video for Jin Nanzhou.

He was worried that Jin Nanzhou wouldn't believe it, so when the camera turned, he saw Ming Mu waving a wooden stick.

Without waiting for Jin Nanzhou to speak, Song Ze hurriedly shouted: "Brother Nanzhou's nail salon, help!" ”