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Chapter 1065 Insult her to hug her thigh

Chapter 1065: Insult her for holding her thigh

After the three little guys finished eating the noodles, Qiao Jing took them to take a bath.

The three of them used to exchange packages with each other. When they lived here, they bought a lot of clothes, which could be changed for them.

In the bathroom, the three little guys were soaking in the bathtub, enjoying the treatment of Qiao Jing helping them take a bath, and hummed happily.

"I love taking a bath, my skin is good, oh oh oh~"

"Rinse up and down, rub left and right, and sit in my bathtub~"

"Lu la la la la la lulu la la~"

Seeing the three little guys so happy, Qiao Jing was also very happy.

Amid the joyful singing of the three little ones, Qiao Jing helped them take a bath and put on their cute one-piece cartoon pajamas.

Yubao is a small dinosaur, Zebao is a tiger cub, and Mobao is a koala.

The three little guys didn't like such childish pajamas at first, but they liked them just because Aunt Jing bought them and put them on herself!

After coming out of the bathroom, Qiao Jing took the three little ones to bed.

The three little guys were vying to get into her arms as usual.

Qiao Jing was now very experienced. He opened his hands and hugged the three little guys.

In this way, the three little guys don't have to fight.

After lying quietly for a while, Zhan Qiaomo suddenly raised his face and said in a soft and waxy voice: "Aunt Jing, tell us a story!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Qiaoyu and Zhan Qiaoze also blinked and looked at Qiao Jing expectantly.

Qiao Jing stretched out her hand, gently pinched the cheeks of the three little guys, and said with a smile: "Then Aunt Jing will tell you the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf."

"Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf?"

Zhan Qiaoyu's little face showed some confusion, "But, Aunt Jing, don't you only know how to talk about The Three Little Pigs?"

The smile on Qiao Jing's lips deepened, and she said softly: "Now Aunt Jing can not only tell the three little pigs, but also other stories. Do you want to listen?"

Because the three little guys often pester her to tell stories. The three little pigs have told them countless times, and it is not appropriate to keep telling the same story.

Therefore, whenever she had free time, she looked up children's stories on the Internet.

Now she has at least seventy or eighty children's stories, if not hundreds.

The three little guys immediately nodded hurriedly and said repeatedly: "If you want to listen, please listen!!"

Qiao Jing lowered her voice and said slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Little Red Riding Hood. One day, Little Red Riding Hood's mother asked Little Red Riding Hood to deliver food to her grandmother..."

With Qiao Jing's gentle words, the three little guys gradually fell into sleep.

After the three little guys fell asleep, Qiao Jing kissed each of their little faces and whispered, "Good night."

Immediately afterwards, she gently helped the three little guys cover themselves with quilts.

After doing this, Qiao Jing began to rest.

Perhaps because she was accompanied by three little guys, she fell asleep quickly...

The three little guys stayed in the small foreign-style building for two days. They were like little tails, clinging to Qiao Jing every day.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day that Zhan Nanqing came over in person and took the three little guys away.

Zhan Nanjing felt that if he didn't come to pick them up, these three little guys would have to take root here!!!



A few days later.

The day has come for the Imperial Capital Calligraphy and Painting Association to hold an exchange meeting.

Qiao Jing seized the time, came out of the small foreign-style building, and took a taxi to the venue of the exchange meeting.

After getting out of the car and approaching the gate of the venue, Qiao Jing was stopped by the waiter guarding the door.

The waiter squinted his eyes and looked Qiao Jing up and down.

After looking at it, he showed a contemptuous look on his face and said in a contemptuous tone: "This is the place where the calligraphy and painting association holds an exchange meeting. No idlers are allowed to enter."

Qiao Jing could tell from the other person's eyes, expression, and tone that he was a very snobbish person.

She was too lazy to say anything to this kind of person, so she just said coldly, "I'm here to attend an exchange meeting."

"Really? Then show me the invitation letter."

The waiter looked at Qiao Jing with disdain, almost all his thoughts were reflected on his face.

This woman was dressed so inconspicuously, she still had these pimples on her face, and the bag she carried with her was of no particular brand.

Looking at her shabby look, how does she look like an invited guest?

I guess this woman just wants to fish in troubled waters and sneak into the exchange meeting!

Qiao Jin opened her bag and looked for the invitation letter that Master Han had given her before.

However, she rummaged through the entire bag, but there was no trace of the invitation.

Qiao Jing couldn't help but frown and thought for a moment.

It's strange, she remembered that it should be in her bag, but why can't she find it?

Could it be that... I accidentally left it at home?

The waiter watched Qiao Jing rummaging through her bag and was immediately more sure of his guess.

It seems that his guess is correct. This woman really wants to fish in troubled waters and get through it!

The guests who came to this exchange meeting included some well-known masters in the painting circle, upper-class people from all walks of life, and big shots from wealthy families.

All in all, everyone present today is either rich or noble!

This woman sneaked into the exchange meeting for the sake of clinging to the dragon and the phoenix, hoping that a pheasant would fly up a branch and become a phoenix!

After confirming that the invitation letter was really not in the bag, Qiao Jing had to explain: "I forgot to bring the invitation letter, but I was indeed invited. Master Han Zhiyu Han invited me here."

Hearing this, the waiter burst into laughter on the spot.

"What kind of international joke are you making? Even if you can't get the invitation letter, you still utter arrogant words, saying that Master Han Zhiyuhan invited you. Is there anything wrong with you?"

After scorning Qiao Jing, the waiter looked at the people who had gathered to watch, and said with a smile: "Listen, everyone, is what this woman said funny? Hahaha——"

For a time, the onlookers were talking a lot, and many people started to point fingers at Qiao Jing.

"This woman really doesn't know where the sky is and she doesn't know what the occasion is. She dares to barge in without an invitation!"

"With her shabby appearance, you can tell at a glance that she comes from a small family. She probably got the news from somewhere and knew that the people attending the exchange meeting today are all high-class people, so she wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in and cling to the rich and powerful.

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"If you want to hug her, you have to have some capital. She doesn't even look at her face. Even if she is allowed to sneak in, what will happen? How can any powerful person like her? Unless someone is blind!"

Qiao Jing originally didn't intend to pay attention to these cynicisms, just treating them as farts.

But at this time, a girl said something even more unpleasant and unpleasant.

"That's not necessarily the case. If she is shameless, crawls into the man's bed, and uses some flirty tricks on the bed, maybe she will succeed!"

When these words reached Qiao Jing's ears, she immediately gave him a cold look.

Her eyes were as cold as an ice knife, and the girl was instantly shocked by her momentum. She was so frightened that she took several steps back, her face turned pale, and she did not dare to say anything anymore.

(End of chapter)


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