Mo Jun felt the cold and terrifying gaze, and quickly stopped talking.
Fortunately, just before Leng Tiong exposed his nature, another message popped out.
Qiao Yimo: [Is there an antique market in S city? 】
Qiao Yimo is going to the antique market to pick a good thing for Yu Xin.
Yu Xin, the girl, has always liked small things like spirit stone bracelets. She must be very happy if she hasn't seen her for half a year.
Leng Tiong saw the message, and the chill on his body disappeared a little bit.
Under Mo Jundi's gaze, he raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and picked up the phone again.
Leng Tien: [Yes, I will take you there! 】
Qiao Yimo: [Thank you, I will go to Leng's house to see you after school at 5 o'clock. 】
Leng Tiong laughed, and those Peach Blossom Springs were very attractive: [No need, I will pick you up at Shengxing College. 】
Qiao Yimo's face was faint: [Thanks! 】
Jun Mo suddenly understood that the little girl must have coaxed the cold and tired and happy, seeing that smile, even the man's soul was hooked away.
The soul of his gossip ignited: [Master Tired, it's an appointment? 】
Leng Juan turned off his phone, his smile disappeared instantly, and he glanced at Mo Jun coldly.
He was very happy, although the little girl still did not accept him, but now this situation has regarded him as a friend.
After school.
Leng Jian was waiting outside the school gate early, and Qiao Yimo recognized his car and hurried over.
Seeing Qiao Yimo, the faint expression on Leng Tiong's face was gradually replaced by an evil smile.
After getting in the car, Leng Juo suddenly leaned towards Qiao Yimo, and Qiao Yimo naturally dodged.
"Don't move, there are leaves on your head." The man's sexy voice sounded in his ears.
Qiao Yimo's heartbeat quickened, and he lowered his eyes to remove the leaf.
However, this scene happened to be hit by Qiao Anchu who was out of school.
In a low voice, "She's in love?"
Qiao Anchu looked at the far away luxury car Rolls Royce, with a very complicated expression on his face, and quickly called Dong Yan.
"Mom, I just saw my sister."
"What is it strange to see her?" Dong Yan felt very upset when she heard her name.
"Just now a Rolls-Royce picked up my sister and took her away. In my opinion, this is mostly my sister's boyfriend!" Qiao Anchu was extremely anxious when he said this.
If that is really Qiao Yimo's boyfriend, would a pheasant like Qiao Yimo become a phoenix?
"Boyfriend? Are you sure?" Dong Yan frowned slightly.
"I don't know, but I think it should be. After all, my sister inherited her mother's appearance, she is very beautiful, and it is normal to have a rich boyfriend."
When Dong Yan heard that she looked like her, she felt uncomfortable, "Don't mention her to me. If she dares to make a boyfriend, I will ask Qiao Renshan to drive her out of Qiao's house."
It's really vulgar, and lost the face of Qiao's family.
Qiao Anchu deliberately said falsely, "Mom, my sister is already 18 years old, she might not listen to you."
When Dong Yan heard the words, remembering Qiao Yimo's indifference towards her, she sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it, I can't control that much."
After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Dong Yan's voice rang again.
"If your sister has anything else, remember to tell me."
Qiao Anchu nodded, she would tell Dong Yan one to five to ten and let Dong Yan see Qiao Yimo clearly.
A few days later, she was the brightest star in the International Painting Competition, and Qiao Yimo could only envy and envy.
Qiao Yimo came to the antique market in a tired car, and saw that the evening was when the stall opened.
It was just opened and it was very hot. The vendors were dragging the carts to pull the antiquities everywhere, and they would trip over if they were not careful.
Qiao Yimo was almost tripped by the pulled car, and quickly put her in his arms with a cold eye and hand.
Qiao Yimo instantly threw himself into a warm arms, his body was very fragrant, it was a man's unique taste, and it was addictive.
She realized that she was wrong, and she struggled a little bit. JrNovels.com