In order to avoid being late, Xinqing hurriedly went downstairs, ran to the garage, and took out the car that she had not used for ten thousand years. It was still some distance before noon.
Xinqing has arrived at the door of honey
When she thought about the elevator here, she was a little scared. She shook her shoulders and coughed lightly, but...if Jiu Qianmo invited her here again, the relationship would be good~
Xin Qing lowered her eyes slightly and saw over there, Jiu Qianmo came here with a girl on her arm. The girl's high heels made a crisp collision sound with the ground.
Her elegant eyes are as pure as water; her nose is very beautiful; her mouth is as small as a cherry. Her long brown hair is like a brown waterfall, with a pink sun hat on it. She is wearing a white suspender skirt with a star on it.
There are small red dots and a circle of lace at the hem; she wears a white coat; she carries a light pink bag in her elegant hand; she wears a pair of white shoes on her feet.
The person in front of me... is surprisingly Gong Yiling.
Xin Qing held her breath slightly. Are the three of us eating together? Maybe...she got it wrong.
His three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, and his whole person exudes a kingly aura that shocks the world. There is a wild and unrestrained smile on his evil and handsome face. His skin is fair, and his facial features are delicate and delicate.
Handsome, handsome with a touch of gentleness! The temperament exuding from him is so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but among the gentleness and handsomeness, he also has his own unique ethereal and handsome appearance!
Xin Qing froze on the spot and met Jiu Qianmo like this. When Jiu Qianmo saw Xin Qing, he was slightly startled and raised his eyebrows. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Xinqing?" He said to her in a condescending manner, with the sunlight outlining the lines of his chin, so arrogantly, and frowned slightly.
Xinqing squinted her eyes, afraid that the strong sunlight would sting her eyes. She was afraid of crying, but it seemed that God had given her a pair of eyes that would shed tears at every turn. She hated crying! She felt that crying meant surrender.
She hates the feeling of failure!
"Why are you here?" Jiu Qianmo leaned against the snow-white wall of the corridor, like an elf phantomed by the night. Her unusually beautiful body lines were outlined by the rich sunlight. The flamboyant hair on her forehead hung down weakly, covering the blur.
s eyes.
?!One sentence poured cold water on Xin Qing. Why am I here? It was obviously you who asked me to come! What the hell is going on?
"Eh? So you came so early, let's go in. The sun outside is too dazzling." When she was in a daze, a pair of cold hands had already attached to her shoulders.