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Chapter 4074 : When will God Qiao give me a title

If Guan Yan wants to break up with Qin Si and is in a bad mood and needs her to drink with him, she will stay with her until dawn.

Other than that, she supports whatever decisions her friends make.

It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong.

As the person who knew her best, Ye Wangchuan knew what she meant even if Qiao Nian didn't say anything, so he didn't continue on this topic.

Instead, he took off his coat and put it on her body, and raised his hand to open the car window for her to let the wind from outside blow in. The air inside the car became much smoother.

He saw the girl loosen her slightly frowning eyebrows, raise the corners of her lips, and speak in a low voice that penetrated her ear bones: "What time will you leave tomorrow?"

Qiao Nian raised her hand and pinched the stiff neck: "Didn't you tell Aunt Lan about the afternoon? Three o'clock or five o'clock in the afternoon is fine."

Anyway, it takes more than ten hours to fly to Independent Island from Beijing, and it will be the next morning before they arrive.

Ye Wangchuan looked at his watch: "Three o'clock then."

"Okay." Qiao Nian had no objection.

He raised his eyes and said to Qiao Nian: "I'm going to Qingdao University in the morning."

Why is he going to Qingdao University?

Qiao Nian didn't ask any more questions, as she happened to have arrangements: "I also want to go find Master Cheng."

Master Cheng sent her another email just now while having dinner, which recorded the data of several physical experiments in detail.

There was a small deviation in one of the data. Master Cheng was asking her about the prototype of the notes on the USB flash drive.

This kind of experimental problem cannot be communicated online.

So she will go to the Ninth Institute tomorrow morning and do another physical experiment with Master Cheng to see if there is something wrong with the experimental operation or if there is indeed a small error in the data given in Ji Qing's notes.

Ye Wangchuan smiled, with picturesque features, just like gentleness itself: "Then I will pick you up at noon tomorrow."

Qiao Nian originally wanted to say no, but thinking about Ye Lan and Mr. Ye waiting for her to eat, she didn't hesitate: "I'll send you a message when I'm done."

Qiao Nian thought the topic ended here.

It happened that Nie Mi was almost tired and his phone stopped vibrating.

She lowered her head and was about to see what Nie Mi said about her.

A slender hand snatched away the phone. Qiao Nian raised her eyes and met a pair of deep eyes. The man was still the same arrogant and solemn person, but he could not stop the romantic spirit in his bones. He looked at her and said: "Qiao Nian

Is the mobile phone so fun? How about...you play with me?"

"Ahem!" Qiao Nian choked, and put a curved fist on her lips to cover up her reaction to being teased, and also turned her head.

The moment she tilted her head, the hollow of her neck was sprayed with shallow breaths. The next second, a gentle kiss fell on the hollow of her neck. It was soft and moist, and left as soon as she touched it.

Qiao Nian's neck felt like an electric shock, and the muscles all over his body were tense.

Before she could react, a hand was wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Then Qiao Nian felt the man's slender body close to hers, his chin touching the crook of her neck, rubbing it slightly, with a very doting force.

"When will God Qiao give me a title?"

"..."

Ye Wangchuan's breath was hot, he just held the girl's waist, put his chin on the top of her head, lowered his head and pecked her hair, and played with her hair: "There are people who want me, but I don't have a formal name."

point."

These words conveyed every trace of grievance.

Gu San thought he was just a 'ruthless driving tool' in front of him. The ruthless driving tool must not be able to hear that Mr. Wan is trying to trick Miss Qiao!

Qiao Nian was surrounded by his mellow aura, and gradually adapted to it. She was too lazy to nest in his arms, and her eyebrows were frivolous: "Isn't it your responsibility to give me a status?"


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