"Qiao'er, I..."
Before Shen Jingjue finished speaking, a delicate voice sounded behind him, "Master! Sorry, you came so late!"
Tang Qiaoer hurriedly turned around and saw her disciple Wen Qiang. The gloom in her heart was instantly wiped away and she smiled happily.
"A Qiang! It's not too late, not too late. I'm just afraid that you are busy with the Paris exhibition and won't be able to come!"
Wen Qiang ran over and hugged her intimately, "How could you not come? Master invites me to have a dinner, I will definitely get there as soon as possible!"
At this time, Wen Qiang noticed a strong sense of surprise sitting next to Tang Qiaoer.
Her pretty little face suddenly fell down, "Master, do you want to eat at the same table with him? Will it not be unappetizing?"
Tang Qiaoer glanced at the man lightly and said, "Indeed."
Shen Jing felt a stab in his heart, but he still said shamelessly: "Qiao'er, if you feel that seeing me is off-putting, you don't have to look at me."
: (Ask me to change tables, that’s impossible.)
Wen Qiang couldn't help but roll her eyes: This bitch has a thicker skin than the surface of the earth!
"You are such a big lump sitting here, am I blind and can't see you?" Tang Qiaoer laughed angrily at his words.
"Then cover your eyes." Shen Jingjue liked seeing her acting petty and angry, so he couldn't help but joke with her.
"Then how am I going to eat?" The extremely smart Tang Qiao'er actually fell into his trap!
"I'll feed you." Shen Jingjue leaned slightly toward her, and a low-pitched voice teased her in her ear.
Tang Qiaoer's nerves quickly felt numb, and she panicked and wanted to move her chair to the side to distance herself from the man.
Unexpectedly, Shen Jingjue guessed her thoughts completely. He reached behind her with his big hands and clasped her waist tightly, making her unable to move!
"You!" Tang Qiaoer's pretty face turned red, and she glared angrily into the man's deep and soft peach blossom eyes.
"Qiao'er, we're just sitting together for a meal. Please, don't leave." Shen Jingjue's eyebrows tightened, and his eyes were filled with nostalgia for her.
"Shen Jingjue."
Tang Qiaoer turned her other hand behind her back and grabbed the man's wrist, tightening her fingers continuously, like resistance, more like revenge.
Her slender little hands couldn't hold his sharp-jointed wrists, but the strength she tried her best to make him feel pain still pierced Shen Jingjue's heart. "I once sat with you and ate like an ordinary couple." A home-cooked meal is something I have only dreamed of doing with you.
But now, to be honest, eating at the same table as you is a bit off-putting. "
Shen Jing felt that his heart was full of bitterness and his throat was blocked. He weakly let go of the hand covering her waist, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
"Qiao'er, I'm sorry."
"On Aunt Rou's good days, don't say such depressing words, it will ruin the scenery."
Tang Qiaoer had mixed feelings in her heart, so she didn't pay too much attention, "Forget it, we are all guests here, so just sit down."
The same attitude as giving alms.
But, even so, he still wanted to seize the opportunity.
"Master, let me tell you, when I came here, I met a slut who looked like a dog. Damn, it's so unlucky!" Wen Qiang saw that the atmosphere between the former couple was not good, so she quickly changed the topic and distracted Tang Qiao'er. attention.
Shen Jingjue picked up the glass with his long, clean hands and took a slow sip of water calmly.
This little girl Wen Qiang, as a top fashion designer in the country, looks dignified and cold in front of others, how come she speaks so vulgarly and savagely in front of his woman...
"Oh? Tell me, Master, and let me see how bad he is." Tang Qiaoer blinked her eyes enthusiastically.
"Cough cough cough..." Shen Jingjue hurriedly pressed his chest, choking and coughing.
Well, pretend he didn't say it.
"There must have been a car accident when I came here."
Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingjue: "?!"
To be honest, who could be so calm and calm after a car accident?
