The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Qiao Qing raised her eyebrows, "What shall you do?"

Jun Yexuan also raised his eyebrows, enchantingly, "You will know when the time comes."

What this said is quite a bit of a negative test.

Qiao Qing laughed, "Walk slowly and don't give it away."

Jun Yexuan: "..."

Enduring and enduring, he still couldn't hold back, grabbed Qiao Qing and hugged it in his arms.

"Dare to forget me, you are dead!"

After pressing a sentence, he released her without waiting for Qiao Qing's attack and turned and left.

Qiao Qing stared at the closed door for a moment, then looked down at the photo in her hand, and then walked to the desk.

Pressing down three inches from the edge of the table corner, the bookcase beside him slowly moved away. Presents a huge siding.

In the center of the siding is a world map, and the map is densely covered with face photos.

If anyone is here, they will be amazed. Any one of them is the best in their field.

Qiao Qing looked down at Jun Yexuan's photo, planning to pick one and paste it.

But when I saw a very explicit photo with half untied clothes, my face suddenly turned black.

With a raised hand, a pile of pictures fed the trash can.

By 10 o'clock in the evening, Qiao Qing put down the neurology on her hand, got up and went back to the bedroom.

However, as soon as the light in the bedroom was turned on, Qiao Qing's face instantly became completely black.

I saw that her entire bedroom was filled with photos of Jun Yexuan.

One is mounted on the bedside table, one is pasted on the wardrobe, one is pasted on the glass door of the bathroom, a giant art photo is mounted on the wall facing the bed, and a dynamic LCD is placed on the ceiling. Photo...Even the potted plant on the window sill is stuck with a photo of him!

"Housekeeper Chen!"

Hearing Qiao Qing's gritted teeth, Chen Ming ran over, "Miss, what's your order?"

At the same time, He Wanqing came out to drink water and turned in when he heard the movement, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Qiao Qing pointed to her unrecognizable bedroom and asked: "What's the matter? Who let him in and get these?!"

Chen Ming's eyes swept across the room, and the corners of his lips twitched fiercely.

He glanced at He Wanqing silently, raised his arrogant face, indicating that he had nothing to do with him.

Qiao Qing looked at He Wanqing with a smile, "...Mom?"

He Wanqing shrank his neck, "hehe" dryly laughed, "It's pretty good, hahaha, right?"

Qiao Qing: "..."

*

On the helicopter, Jun Yexuan's eyelids flipped a few times.

He pressed his eyebrows and asked in a lazy tone: "How did you do what you did?"

Mu Jingheng looked complacent, "Third brother, don't worry, what else can't be done if I go out in person? Brother promised that Qiao Qing will be you before going to bed, and you will be you when she opens her eyes. I won’t forget your photos!"

Jun Yexuan nodded and closed his eyes.

But what's going on with my faint anxiety?

*

Joe's house.

The hour hand was already pointing to 12 o'clock, and Qiao Qing still looked at Chen Ming's leading people to deal with the room, bathroom, and all the photos of the bathroom.

He Wanqing stood by with a guilty conscience, yawned and pulled Qiaoqing's clothes corner.

"Baby, it's late, or do you go to bed and get it tomorrow?"

Qiao Qing glanced at the LCD screen directly above the bed, "How does this make me sleep?"

He Wanqing said weakly and weakly: "It happens that the child Xiaoxuan is not there now, you can go to sleep in his room."

Qiao Qing took a deep breath after hearing the words, and it took a long time to find her voice, "Mom, can't I get married?"