Big Shot Little Jiaojiao Breaks Her Persona Again

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There was a stove and a copper pot on the dining table.

Yan Qingqing has always insisted on using the stove copper pot to eat hot pot, thinking that it will taste better.

Gong Lu and Yan Zhengchen sat together, Chi Jiao and Quan Jue sat together, and Yan Qingqing sat alone at the end of the dining table.

She looked at Chi Jiao and Quan Jue, then at her eldest brother and Gong Lu, and suddenly had a toothache.

——Why did she feel the sadness of a single dog?

Facts have proved that this meal, Yan Qingqing didn't eat much at all, and only ate dog food and was full.

Gong Lu and Yan Zhengchen are serving each other, and Quan Jue and Chi Jiao are serving each other, but she is the only one who is desolate and desolate.

After the meal, Yan Qingqing decided that she had to find a man anyway!

It was already ten o'clock in the evening after dinner.

Chi Jiao and Quan Jue left Yan's house together, and Yan Zhengchen sent a car to take them back.

Sitting in the car, Chi Jiao rested her head on Quan Jue's shoulder and played with Quan Jue's fingers.

Quan Jue has a pair of beautiful hands, long fingers and a clean wife with manicured nails.

Chi Jiao liked his hand very much, and finally couldn't help but want to fiddle with it.

Quan Jue watched Chi Jiao play with his hand, smiled slightly, put her thin lips close to her ear, and spit out a sentence: "Are you practicing hand work?"

The low voice lingered with a touch of ambiguity, and it rushed into Chi Jiao's heart at once, making her heart thump wildly.

She raised her head, pretended she didn't understand anything, and looked at Quan Jue: "What do you mean?"

——Her brother Quan doesn't plan to be a man anymore, so she has to be more reserved.

Seeing her ignorant look, Quan Jue chuckled in her ear: "You will understand later." 22 Literature Network

The driver in front looked at the two people sitting in the back through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help coughing dryly.

Chi Jiao wasn't sure if the driver heard Quan Jue's rude words, she sat up quickly and changed the subject seriously: "Brother Quan, we are going back to Baicheng tomorrow, do you want to be together?"

Originally, she wanted to wait for Quan Jue to go back together, but her father had to go back to Baicheng as soon as possible, and he was determined not to keep her in Shangjing, so she could only go back with her father.

"I have to stay here for two days, and I will go back in two days." Quan Jue said lightly.

"Then I'll go back to Baicheng to wait for you." Chi Jiao said.

Quan Jue reached out and rubbed the top of Chi Jiao's head: "Be good."

After arriving at the hotel, Quan Jue still watched Chi Jiao enter the hotel door, made sure she was in the room, and then lifted her foot to leave.

He stopped a taxi at the door of the hotel. After getting in the car, Quan Jue reported a place name to the driver.

Thirty minutes later, Black Cat Bar.

The nightlife has just kicked off. In the bar, the dj's passionate voice of Mic turned the audience over, and the dance floor was crowded with young men and women who were dancing.

Quan Jue had just entered the bar, and immediately attracted a few glances.

He pretended not to feel those eyes, and went straight to an empty booth to sit down.

Immediately, the waiter came to the booth and politely asked him what he needed to write.

Quan Jue casually ordered an expensive cocktail and a fruit plate.

After the waiter left, a woman walked to Quan Jue's booth.

She was wearing a very clear black suspender skirt that barely covered her hips. Her long, straight legs looked very attractive, and there was a black scorpion tattooed on her right thigh.

With a cigarette in her hand, the woman took a puff, her red lips spit out a smoke ring at Quan Jue.

"Little brother, come play alone?"