1819. Chapter 1819 Wishing to be with you is also love
outside the door.
Qiao Xin and Yun Chunxi were like two gate gods, blocking the way.
Seeing Bo Jinghan come out, Qiao Xin reached out to take the mobile phone she handed over, looked at the undeleted photos in it, crossed her arms and raised her delicate eyebrows: "Are you done talking?"
"Yeah. It's over."
"How about it? Is this thing particularly useful? How did you threaten her? No, no, no, I should ask, what exactly did you ask of her? She is so tough that she even took such a photo.
I won’t care and I won’t tell you!”
"Who said she didn't agree to my request? I have already asked for everything I want to ask, and the agreement has been reached. But I only agreed not to publish this photo, and not to embarrass her. Otherwise, I
But I didn’t agree to a word.”
A fox-like smile appeared in his eyes.
There is also a bit of brightness in his wisdom.
The dark eyes were bright and dark, and as the eyelashes flickered, there was a hint of little calculation.
"Sister Xi, you also said that I am a scheming person. Did you see that I was led astray by Sister Bo? What is this called? The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"
Looking at Bao Jinghan's eyes, Qiao Xin immediately realized that Miss Bo had left the final decision to her.
Qiao Xin, who had a sweet smile, immediately hooked up Yun Chunxi's neck, held the phone in her hand and shook it, squinting at her and said: "Hey, do you think I should take advantage of this opportunity to go in and do it?"
Knock that woman off? She was so arrogant just now. She even scolded my aunt, who is known as the Qiao family's little Voldemort! Should I take the opportunity to knock in this year's pocket money... Hmm, how much is good?"
"We will split it in half when we meet. No matter how much you knock, we will split it into 30-70, you will get 3-to-7, and I will get 70-to-7!"
Lifting her chin, Yun Chunxi deliberately teased her, acted like a royal sister, and made a decision casually.
"Damn!" Hearing this, Qiao Xin was unhappy and jumped up immediately: "You are robbing me!"
"If I wasn't going to come here, would you be able to touch her? So..."
Best friends and Qiao Xin sang and harmonized together, just like cross talk, both singing and composition were excellent.
Bo Jinghan's thoughts were not much on them.
In her mind, the stereotyped and unremarkable figure of Secretary Rong was still hovering. But that name was entangled with the curse in her heart. The confusion caused her original clear thinking to suddenly change.
It's become a mess that I can't sort out.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing that Bo Jinghan didn't speak for a long time, Yun Chunxi stopped arguing with Qiao Xin. Instead, she pursed her lips in the direction of her best friend, attracting Qiao Xin's eyes.
Then, she suddenly stretched out her hand and hooked her best friend's shoulder: "Hurry up and confess! Remember, our slogan is, be strict when you confess, be even stricter when you resist, and if you don't comply, then..."
"Come on! Are you really talking about cross talk?"
Patting his best friend's hand, Bo Jinghan calmed down, smiled and nodded to Qiao Xin, who was full of doubts. Then he spoke and changed the subject directly: "Did Jia He wash the floor?"
"Hehe, wash it off. He's quite smart and took away all those little gangsters. Just now, in the corridor, in front of us, he beat his nephew again and said
, when this matter is settled, he will come personally to apologize to us one by one."
Laughing playfully, Qiao Xin paused and pointed at the gift boxes neatly placed aside: "What's even more interesting is that Sister Bo, he also paid the balance that you haven't paid in full. So, this dress is equal to
