Chapter 1297: Are you free tomorrow? Meet someone with me
She knew that Ye Wangchuan was more or less mysophobic.
After going out, I will definitely take a shower when I come back.
She had a drink with her father tonight, but he didn't go back to the room to take a shower first.
Ye Wangchuan didn't expect Qiao Nian to ask him about taking a bath. He was startled for a moment and then smiled. He walked over, handed the water in his hand to the girl, and said warmly: "Go right away. I'll bring you the water first, give it to you
I’ll go as soon as it’s done.”
Qiao muttered, took the mineral water from his hand, lowered her black eyelashes, and unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand.
She hasn't drunk yet.
I heard the man say, as if on purpose, but also inadvertently, "Do you dislike the smell of alcohol on me?"
Qiao Nian's hand tightened the lid for a moment, and for some reason, the tip of her heart felt as if a feather had brushed against it, making her feel hot and dry.
She pursed her lips, looked over with dark eyes, and said slowly: "Not really...it's just a little strange, so I asked casually."
"If you don't like it, I'll try to drink as little as possible in the future." Ye Wangchuan was very natural and followed her words. A little helplessness appeared on his brows, he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes were deep and lively: "
Today is an exception, Uncle Jiang is here, and I just want to have a drink with him."
Mainly because he didn't expect Qiao Nian to directly introduce his identity in front of Jiang's father. He initially said he was a friend.
Now that Qiao Nian has admitted his identity, he, a junior, should have two drinks with Jiang's father, both emotionally and logically.
Although the incident happened suddenly, there must be no lack of etiquette and no embarrassment to her.
"Master, am I satisfied with my performance today?" Ye Wangchuan thought of this, his eyes softened instantly, as if he had crushed a pool of stars.
Qiao Nian didn't say anything at first, but when she saw him explaining to her, she couldn't help but feel a heat in her heart. It was very hot, but she couldn't tell where it was. Her cheeks and earlobes seemed to be hot. She looked away and held the mineral water in her hand.
bottle, slightly embarrassed and slightly ridiculed: "Ahem, it's okay."
"Nian Nian, it's just okay?" Ye Wangchuan was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but Mr. Ye obviously didn't have the urgency of other men. Even in this kind of matter, he could still take his time and his voice was hoarse and seductive:
"Then I'll keep working hard next time."
"cough."
Qiao Nian really wanted to choke on her own saliva this time.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly, holding the bottle cap, raising her head and drinking water to hide her embarrassment.
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Ye Wangchuan knew her temper too well, so he stopped when he was satisfied and did not continue. He went to the bathroom and brought out a towel for her, stood behind her, and wiped her wet hair in a natural and skillful manner, while preventing Qiao Qiao from doing so.
Thinking nervously, he wisely changed the subject: "Are you free tomorrow morning?"
Qiao Nian focused all her attention on her back. Her body's instinct made her guard against any smell on her back, but the faint scent of mint on Ye Wangchuan's body made her relax her vigilance.
Someone wiped her hair, and Qiao Nian couldn't help but stretch her shoulders. She looked like a lazy cat with half-squinted eyes and said lazily, "Well, tomorrow? Nothing seems to happen."
"Come with me to meet someone tomorrow?" Ye Wangchuan helped her dry the moisture on her hair, and ran his fingers through the girl's inkstone-like shoulder-length hair. His movements were very gentle, and Gu San saw him here giving Qiao
Just thinking about wiping my hair makes my jaw drop.
Mr. Wang personally serves people???
How much face does this person have?
The temperature in the room was warm. Qiao Nian was already a little sleepy. She yawned and asked him concisely: "What time will it be tomorrow?"