Qiao Qiao secretly glanced at Song Qiyan who was driving through the rearview mirror and swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.
Perhaps because of the busy day, the man's hair, which was supposed to be neatly combed, was a bit loose, and a few strands fell off his forehead, which made him show a completely different casualness from the usual one. In addition, Song Qiyan's half-finger tie and the faint smell of men's eau desolate fragrance, mixed together, it was a life-throbing sex.
Very impatient?Song Qiyan looked ahead and drove seriously.
Ah?No, no...
Let you see enough in a while.Song Qiyan seemed to laugh, and his deliberate voice was like the harmony of a cello. He would show you wherever he wanted.
This This This This...
Qiao Qiao blushed in an instant with a super unreliable ambition. She really had the least resistance to Song Qiyan's flirting style. The man is worthy of being the gold medal director who cut Qiao Qiao's film for two years. He is really good at using his own advantages to scratch Qiao Qiao's itch.
Qiao Qiao even felt that if Song Qiyan one day turned into a peacock, he would definitely be the one who can open the screen in the zoo.
Director Song, are you angry?Qiao Qiao spoke with hope.
There is no point in getting angry now.
Song Qiyan clicked Fang Tong's watch above the co-pilot. My usual way is to figure out the matter first. Of course, the good ones will be rewarded, and the bad ones will be punished.This form is very good. You haven't had the chance to fill it in before. We can try it tonight.
The man's tone was relaxed, as if he was understatement, but if he listened carefully, he would know that every word could make a loud "clang" sound on Qiao Qiao's head.
Haha... Qiao Qiao laughed dryly twice with guilt, "Why... Director Song, it's still so early now, I'm a little hungry, why don't we have a meal first?"
You can order takeout if you want to eat something.
Eat too much at home without any atmosphere.Qiao Qiao racked his brains to find a reason. It’s just us, so it doesn’t take much time to eat. Isn’t it the same to go back after eating?Don't need to clean up the dishes.
This time, Song Qiyan finally looked at Qiao Qiao from the rearview mirror. He seemed to have seen through Qiao Qiao's thoughts, but he did not intend to expose it. It seemed that Qiao Qiao was just a child who used clumsy means to cover up the fact of causing trouble. It would be a different kind of fun to watch the child perform occasionally.
What do you want to eat?
Qiao Qiao's brain is running at high speed.
Her original intention was to hide in the bathroom while eating and call Qin Ruicheng to beg him to pick him up. Although this was suspected of dragging Qin Ruicheng into the water, Song Qiyan's vindictive personality in some aspects would definitely give Qin Ruicheng a serious note, but Qiao Qiao could not take care of so many things at the critical moment of life and death, so it would be better to have a lively and chaotic place for eating, and it would be more convenient to run.
She happened to catch a hotel sign outside the car window, and she pronounced the last three words on the sign by chance: Mao Xuewang...
Eat that one?Song Qiyan was a little surprised, but he still turned the steering wheel halfway around. Okay, but eating spicy food is not good for the stomach, so you can eat less.
In fact, Qiao Qiao regretted it after saying those three words.
For nothing else, some over-exploited place is still causing a vague pain!At this time, another meal of Maoxuewang, splashed with spicy oil. Is this the rhythm of making the chrysanthemums bloom?
But it was too late to say anything at this time. Qiao Qiao could only watch Song Qiyan drive the car to a Maoxuewang store with a red signboard, red lantern, and red storefront. If you say that the only thing that is lucky is that the store is crowded, which is very consistent with Qiao Qiao's requirements for lively and chaoticness. After the two of them took their seats, Song Qiyan handed the menu directly to Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao guessed that he would not eat this kind of thing, and Qiao Qiao must be responsible for the solution to the dish he ordered, but Qiao Qiao suggested coming to this kind of place, so that Qiao Qiao wanted to refuse to eat less.
The waitress seemed to have seen someone wearing a suit and ties come to eat in a place like this for the first time. She kept staring at Song Qiyan, and even called her friends to secretly pointing behind him. Song Qiyan was calm and unaffected by the eyes around her. If it weren't for the strong presence of the background, Qiao Qiao would have thought that Song Qiyan was sitting in a high-end Western restaurant.
What's the smallest portion here?Qiao Qiao asked.
Not big or big.The ordering chef gestured with a huge circle in Qiao Qiao's eyes. You two have enough.
Then let’s have the smallest portion... Qiao Qiao was full of cow.
The orderer went down. Song Qiyan looked bitter and said with a smile: What?You were yelling to come and eat this, why did you have this expression on your face?
No, no.Qiao Qiao quickly raised a smile, she grabbed her bag, Director Song, I'll go to the bathroom, wait for me for a while.
Put down the bag.Song Qiyan spoke lightly as he played with the car keys on the table.
Qiao Qiao immediately threw the bag back to the seat like an explosive. The man looked at her with satisfaction and smiled gently and gently: Go.
Qiao Qiao ran into the bathroom.
I'm so witty.Qiao Qiao sighed comfortably after locking the compartment door. She took out her cell phone from her coat pocket, clicked on the address book and started dialing the phone number to Qin Ruicheng.
Qiao Qiao has a close understanding of Qin Ruicheng's daily routine. It's not her intentional inquiry. It's mainly because Qin Ruicheng likes to send her text messages, especially recently, there are basically several messages a day. Qiao Qiao sometimes replied, and sometimes doesn't reply, and Qin Ruicheng doesn't care. He doesn't bother to send some messy things to Qiao Qiao.
She estimated that Qin Ruicheng should be either playing games or preparing to play games at this time, so after the phone was connected, she was bombarded in an endless stream: Qin Qin, where are you?Jianghu First Aid Ah!Hundreds of thousands of hot Ah!Can you pick me up?I am hiding in the bathroom, Director Song is going to tear me down...
Who are you?A clear female voice came from the other end of the phone. Why call my son?
AhAhAh I'm sorry I called the wrong one!
Qiao Qiao hung up the phone suddenly, calmed down for a while before accepting this scary fact. The one who answered the phone just now turned out to be Qin Ruicheng, the strong woman in awesme business world.
It seems that Qin Ruicheng did not stay in WAWA's lounge tonight, but went back to his own home, so he probably couldn't count on it.
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but sigh that misfortune never came singularly. Usually, she bumped into Qin Ruicheng every few days. Even if she didn't want to see him, he would chase him and take the initiative to come over. Now it's time to use him, but he ran home.
Otherwise... look for Mr. Zhou?
Qiao Qiao was a little embarrassed. Although Zhou Yuanchuan was easy to talk to, Qiao Qiao also believed that he was the kind of person who would definitely come if he could come, but the two of them had a private relationship. Besides, they rejected him directly last time...
This made Qiao Qiao a little shameless now.
I can't care so much...
Qiao Qiao's heart straddled and pressed the dial button.
Hello?
The phone was quickly answered, and Zhou Yuanchuan's cold voice came from the other end of the phone: Is it Qiao Qiao?
Mr. Zhou, can you do me a favor? Qiao Qiao said politely, can you come to Maoxuwang shop on Silin Road to pick me up? I came with Director Song, but I don’t want to go home with him.
After a while of silence, a man's apologetic voice came: Sorry, I really can't leave now, otherwise I'll call him, right?Mr. Song is still very reasonable.
Ah?Then forget it... Qiao Qiao was embarrassed to get up, it was nothing. You can do it first, I will just say it casually.
...Okay, if there are any questions, please call me again.
OK, thank you Mr. Zhou.
Qiao Qiao hung up the phone, looked at the screen and sighed softly, it seemed that she could not escape tonight.
In the auditorium with thousands of people, Zhou Yuanchuan, standing on the podium, turned on the microphone on his chest again, and faced dozens of top master's and doctoral students in the physics department, he showed an apologetic smile: Sorry, there is something tonight, I will briefly talk about the content of this chapter. Fortunately, it is not difficult. You should be able to read more books when you go back.
The wailing sounds of many academic masters came from the audience.
Qiao Qiao walked back to the locker. Mao Xuewang had already come up. Song Qiyan was waiting in a straight dress. Seeing Qiao Qiao come back, she smiled and said: Have you finished calling?If I don’t come out, I will let the front desk go in and catch people.Come, sit down and have a meal. We have a lot to do after eating.
Director Song... Qiao Qiao picked up two chopsticks without knowing the taste and gave up on himself. I just reacted subconsciously. Even if you tell me that an alien was lying on his back, I would look back.
Not because of looking back.Song Qiyan put a piece of tripe into Qiao Qiao's bowl, and he said slowly because of his expression.
What expression?Qiao Qiao was confused.
You rarely watch movies you make, right?Song Qiyan hit the nail on the head.
Why do you have nothing to do to watch that... Qiao Qiao blushed a little, and it was so strange to see his AV as the protagonist...
Um.
Song Qiyan nodded and said calmly, but I have watched every movie you have seen many times. I can remember your movements, expressions, and when to call you with my eyes closed.
So I'm so familiar with your expression.
Song Qiyan picked up a piece of blood from the bowl, and the dark red blood clot trembled slightly between the slender chopsticks, as if the tender flesh from the body was turned out. He chuckled, the satisfied expression that made people want to catch you back and fuck you again.
Perhaps because of the busy day, the man's hair, which was supposed to be neatly combed, was a bit loose, and a few strands fell off his forehead, which made him show a completely different casualness from the usual one. In addition, Song Qiyan's half-finger tie and the faint smell of men's eau desolate fragrance, mixed together, it was a life-throbing sex.
Very impatient?Song Qiyan looked ahead and drove seriously.
Ah?No, no...
Let you see enough in a while.Song Qiyan seemed to laugh, and his deliberate voice was like the harmony of a cello. He would show you wherever he wanted.
This This This This...
Qiao Qiao blushed in an instant with a super unreliable ambition. She really had the least resistance to Song Qiyan's flirting style. The man is worthy of being the gold medal director who cut Qiao Qiao's film for two years. He is really good at using his own advantages to scratch Qiao Qiao's itch.
Qiao Qiao even felt that if Song Qiyan one day turned into a peacock, he would definitely be the one who can open the screen in the zoo.
Director Song, are you angry?Qiao Qiao spoke with hope.
There is no point in getting angry now.
Song Qiyan clicked Fang Tong's watch above the co-pilot. My usual way is to figure out the matter first. Of course, the good ones will be rewarded, and the bad ones will be punished.This form is very good. You haven't had the chance to fill it in before. We can try it tonight.
The man's tone was relaxed, as if he was understatement, but if he listened carefully, he would know that every word could make a loud "clang" sound on Qiao Qiao's head.
Haha... Qiao Qiao laughed dryly twice with guilt, "Why... Director Song, it's still so early now, I'm a little hungry, why don't we have a meal first?"
You can order takeout if you want to eat something.
Eat too much at home without any atmosphere.Qiao Qiao racked his brains to find a reason. It’s just us, so it doesn’t take much time to eat. Isn’t it the same to go back after eating?Don't need to clean up the dishes.
This time, Song Qiyan finally looked at Qiao Qiao from the rearview mirror. He seemed to have seen through Qiao Qiao's thoughts, but he did not intend to expose it. It seemed that Qiao Qiao was just a child who used clumsy means to cover up the fact of causing trouble. It would be a different kind of fun to watch the child perform occasionally.
What do you want to eat?
Qiao Qiao's brain is running at high speed.
Her original intention was to hide in the bathroom while eating and call Qin Ruicheng to beg him to pick him up. Although this was suspected of dragging Qin Ruicheng into the water, Song Qiyan's vindictive personality in some aspects would definitely give Qin Ruicheng a serious note, but Qiao Qiao could not take care of so many things at the critical moment of life and death, so it would be better to have a lively and chaotic place for eating, and it would be more convenient to run.
She happened to catch a hotel sign outside the car window, and she pronounced the last three words on the sign by chance: Mao Xuewang...
Eat that one?Song Qiyan was a little surprised, but he still turned the steering wheel halfway around. Okay, but eating spicy food is not good for the stomach, so you can eat less.
In fact, Qiao Qiao regretted it after saying those three words.
For nothing else, some over-exploited place is still causing a vague pain!At this time, another meal of Maoxuewang, splashed with spicy oil. Is this the rhythm of making the chrysanthemums bloom?
But it was too late to say anything at this time. Qiao Qiao could only watch Song Qiyan drive the car to a Maoxuewang store with a red signboard, red lantern, and red storefront. If you say that the only thing that is lucky is that the store is crowded, which is very consistent with Qiao Qiao's requirements for lively and chaoticness. After the two of them took their seats, Song Qiyan handed the menu directly to Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao guessed that he would not eat this kind of thing, and Qiao Qiao must be responsible for the solution to the dish he ordered, but Qiao Qiao suggested coming to this kind of place, so that Qiao Qiao wanted to refuse to eat less.
The waitress seemed to have seen someone wearing a suit and ties come to eat in a place like this for the first time. She kept staring at Song Qiyan, and even called her friends to secretly pointing behind him. Song Qiyan was calm and unaffected by the eyes around her. If it weren't for the strong presence of the background, Qiao Qiao would have thought that Song Qiyan was sitting in a high-end Western restaurant.
What's the smallest portion here?Qiao Qiao asked.
Not big or big.The ordering chef gestured with a huge circle in Qiao Qiao's eyes. You two have enough.
Then let’s have the smallest portion... Qiao Qiao was full of cow.
The orderer went down. Song Qiyan looked bitter and said with a smile: What?You were yelling to come and eat this, why did you have this expression on your face?
No, no.Qiao Qiao quickly raised a smile, she grabbed her bag, Director Song, I'll go to the bathroom, wait for me for a while.
Put down the bag.Song Qiyan spoke lightly as he played with the car keys on the table.
Qiao Qiao immediately threw the bag back to the seat like an explosive. The man looked at her with satisfaction and smiled gently and gently: Go.
Qiao Qiao ran into the bathroom.
I'm so witty.Qiao Qiao sighed comfortably after locking the compartment door. She took out her cell phone from her coat pocket, clicked on the address book and started dialing the phone number to Qin Ruicheng.
Qiao Qiao has a close understanding of Qin Ruicheng's daily routine. It's not her intentional inquiry. It's mainly because Qin Ruicheng likes to send her text messages, especially recently, there are basically several messages a day. Qiao Qiao sometimes replied, and sometimes doesn't reply, and Qin Ruicheng doesn't care. He doesn't bother to send some messy things to Qiao Qiao.
She estimated that Qin Ruicheng should be either playing games or preparing to play games at this time, so after the phone was connected, she was bombarded in an endless stream: Qin Qin, where are you?Jianghu First Aid Ah!Hundreds of thousands of hot Ah!Can you pick me up?I am hiding in the bathroom, Director Song is going to tear me down...
Who are you?A clear female voice came from the other end of the phone. Why call my son?
AhAhAh I'm sorry I called the wrong one!
Qiao Qiao hung up the phone suddenly, calmed down for a while before accepting this scary fact. The one who answered the phone just now turned out to be Qin Ruicheng, the strong woman in awesme business world.
It seems that Qin Ruicheng did not stay in WAWA's lounge tonight, but went back to his own home, so he probably couldn't count on it.
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but sigh that misfortune never came singularly. Usually, she bumped into Qin Ruicheng every few days. Even if she didn't want to see him, he would chase him and take the initiative to come over. Now it's time to use him, but he ran home.
Otherwise... look for Mr. Zhou?
Qiao Qiao was a little embarrassed. Although Zhou Yuanchuan was easy to talk to, Qiao Qiao also believed that he was the kind of person who would definitely come if he could come, but the two of them had a private relationship. Besides, they rejected him directly last time...
This made Qiao Qiao a little shameless now.
I can't care so much...
Qiao Qiao's heart straddled and pressed the dial button.
Hello?
The phone was quickly answered, and Zhou Yuanchuan's cold voice came from the other end of the phone: Is it Qiao Qiao?
Mr. Zhou, can you do me a favor? Qiao Qiao said politely, can you come to Maoxuwang shop on Silin Road to pick me up? I came with Director Song, but I don’t want to go home with him.
After a while of silence, a man's apologetic voice came: Sorry, I really can't leave now, otherwise I'll call him, right?Mr. Song is still very reasonable.
Ah?Then forget it... Qiao Qiao was embarrassed to get up, it was nothing. You can do it first, I will just say it casually.
...Okay, if there are any questions, please call me again.
OK, thank you Mr. Zhou.
Qiao Qiao hung up the phone, looked at the screen and sighed softly, it seemed that she could not escape tonight.
In the auditorium with thousands of people, Zhou Yuanchuan, standing on the podium, turned on the microphone on his chest again, and faced dozens of top master's and doctoral students in the physics department, he showed an apologetic smile: Sorry, there is something tonight, I will briefly talk about the content of this chapter. Fortunately, it is not difficult. You should be able to read more books when you go back.
The wailing sounds of many academic masters came from the audience.
Qiao Qiao walked back to the locker. Mao Xuewang had already come up. Song Qiyan was waiting in a straight dress. Seeing Qiao Qiao come back, she smiled and said: Have you finished calling?If I don’t come out, I will let the front desk go in and catch people.Come, sit down and have a meal. We have a lot to do after eating.
Director Song... Qiao Qiao picked up two chopsticks without knowing the taste and gave up on himself. I just reacted subconsciously. Even if you tell me that an alien was lying on his back, I would look back.
Not because of looking back.Song Qiyan put a piece of tripe into Qiao Qiao's bowl, and he said slowly because of his expression.
What expression?Qiao Qiao was confused.
You rarely watch movies you make, right?Song Qiyan hit the nail on the head.
Why do you have nothing to do to watch that... Qiao Qiao blushed a little, and it was so strange to see his AV as the protagonist...
Um.
Song Qiyan nodded and said calmly, but I have watched every movie you have seen many times. I can remember your movements, expressions, and when to call you with my eyes closed.
So I'm so familiar with your expression.
Song Qiyan picked up a piece of blood from the bowl, and the dark red blood clot trembled slightly between the slender chopsticks, as if the tender flesh from the body was turned out. He chuckled, the satisfied expression that made people want to catch you back and fuck you again.
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