Chapter 168: Chapter 168

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Hearing that the girl was a little strong, Qi Jing lost his smile.

He thought she was going to say something.

It's hard to say who won't let go.

He smiled low, rubbed her long hair and spoiled her: "well, then don't let go. Shu Shu should firmly grasp her brother and don't let her run away."

"Well, I know you admire your brother, but your friend is still waiting. We have to hug and kiss. Let's go home and continue."

Xia Yunshu: "

But she also knew that Qi Jing said this on purpose to take care of her emotions.

It's funny to think about it. She hasn't shed tears again for ten years.

In the first five years when the soul floated to the mysterious world, when she encountered difficulties or collapse, she couldn't help crying and sometimes burst into tears.

The longer she stayed there, the less tears she shed.

Until five years later, she fully realized that she could only rely on herself and tears could not solve any problems, so she never shed tears again.

I didn't expect that even today, she can't hold it.

Qi Jing was really gentle and took the initiative to cover up her embarrassment.

When he released her, she saw the lacrosse two people standing not far from the front of the car.

You can't see people from the outside, but you can see them from the front of the car.

They must have seen the picture of two people in the car through the front glass.

Xia Yunshu paused.

It's not embarrassing, but afraid that they will see her embarrassed side.

Qi Jing suddenly came over and kissed the corner of her eye: "Why are you stunned? Let's go."

In fact, he also saw the two people waiting not far away and knew that they also saw them.

He thought the girl was shy.

There is nothing to avoid. Even if he is a girl's friend, he should let them clearly realize how close he is to the girl now.

Xia Yunshu then recovered: "Oh."

Push open the door and get off.

Lacrosse and Zhong Xiaoxiao followed, but their car stopped in front.

However, because they followed up, they got off and found Qi Jing's car. They only saw the picture of Xia Yunshu hugging and kissing.

It looks like Xia Yunshu took the initiative.

They were speechless for a moment.

The heart is worthy of Yunshu. Even if the other party is Qi Jing, who is a little afraid of them, Yunshu is also a strong party.

It's more pleasant to see Qi Jing.

Qi Jing is a powerful man, but he is willing to converge his edge and momentum in front of a woman. It can be seen that he cares about Yun Shu.

Only Yun Shu cares. Qi Jing is not his own person; Qi Jing also cares about Yunshu, so he can barely count himself.

"Keep you waiting, please." Qi Jing led Xia Yunshu towards them. He looked indifferent. His momentum as the head of the Qi family was not halved, but his courtesy was not weak.

Their lips were red and swollen, and the crimson on their faces didn't completely fade, but they could do it like nothing had happened. Zhong Xiaoxiao admired them a little.

However, she has always been steady and introverted. Naturally, she didn't say anything. If Jiang Tong was here, I'm afraid she would make fun of her.

"Qi Shao, please."

Several people entered the restaurant and were led to the private room by the waiter.

After sitting down, the waiter poured a glass of water for several people and waited for them to order good food before leaving.

Xia Yunshu sat on Qi Jing's side and introduced the two people opposite: "this is Qi Jing, my boyfriend."

He smiled and introduced Qi Jing: "this is the lacrosse, this is Zhong Xiaoxiao, brother. They are all my best friends."

Qi Jing is not a passionate character. After Xia Yunshu's introduction, he only nodded to them slightly.

Lacrosse and Zhong Xiaoxiao are not free of their personality, and they just nod in response.

Instead, Zhong Xiaoxiao asked Xia Yunshu, "Yunshu, are you living in Qi Shao's house now?"

It's not clear how much Qi Jing knows about them. Zhong Xiaoxiao pays great attention to his discretion. When asked, it sounds like an ordinary inquiry to others.