After finishing cooking, song Yanqing and Qiao sent Meng Chengyu back.
Usually, Mojiang still lives in Meng Chengyu's house.
Recently, however, she has taken a fancy to a single family villa and has the idea of buying it.
Considering the fact that the villa is worth hundreds of millions, Mo Jiang is now trying to take over the drama.
After sending them home, Qiao Jin and song Yanqing left.
After dinner, it was getting late. Song Yanqing drove her directly back to Mu's house.
The atmosphere on the bus is light. Now the weather is getting colder and the temperature in the car is getting lower. Song Yanqing turns on some heating and asks Qiao Jin, "is it cold?"
Joe shook his head today and said, "it's a bit stuffy to turn on the heating."
Song Yanqing turned off the heating again and asked her, "when is the holiday?"
Joe thought for a moment, "it should be soon."
Song Yanqing: "should?"
Qiao Jin:
As a person who doesn't go back to school, it's not appropriate for Joe to say "should".
She laughed, but song Yanqing shook her head and said with a smile, "you."
The car arrived at the Mu family. Outside the glass villa of the Mu family, song Yanqing parked the car here. He got out of the car and wanted to open the door for Qiao today. Qiao had already got down.
He looked at Joaquin with a twinkle in his eyes and only said, "rest early."
Joe nodded and said, "you too, good night."
When she was about to enter the gate, song Yanqing stopped her again, "Qiao Jin."
There seems to be some helplessness in the voice.
When Qiao turned back, song Yanqing's tall figure came over and held her wrist. She sighed with a slight tone: "forget it, I'll come by myself."
He said, lowering his head and kissing Joaquin's lip.
The kiss was light, but more profound than ever. He stayed at the corner of Joaquin's lips for a second, then moved to her pink lips.
It's soft and soft, like marshmallow.
With just a kiss, he looked up at Joe and didn't look surprised. He said with a smile, "that's the routine. Good night."
Joe, it's just not itchy.
Now she has no mood for song Yanqing's touch, and she won't be disgusted. She just feels a little itchy.
It's a strange feeling to kiss, she thought, but it's good.
She also smiles: "good night."
Now, she can go in.
Upstairs, a man angrily closed the window.
"Shit, hot eyes!"
Mu Qichu was lying on the sofa with his head askew and reading a book. When he heard Mu Qilian's complaint, he asked coldly, "what's the matter?"
Muzilian said jealously, "is it a bit too much for someone to show love?"
Mu Qichu: "why don't you think so when you have a girlfriend?"
"Can that be the same?"
Muqilian was not convinced: "but I have never brought my girlfriend to my home. You see, in broad daylight, the world is brilliant, and the surname Qiao is not treacherous now!"
Mu Qichu: "our two surnames are Qiao, which one do you mean?"
Muqilian: the most shameless one
Mu Qichu:
He turned over and whispered, "nerve."
He stopped talking to muzilian.
Muqilian was not convinced when he thought about it. In addition, Joe entered the house today. He opened the door and went to the living room downstairs.
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