She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu thought the man was waiting for someone else, so she deliberately stepped aside to avoid blocking the man's way.

Finally, a head popped out of the car.

"Manshu?"

Hearing someone calling his name, Manshu subconsciously looked towards that person.

It’s Mr. Qu Jiu.

His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, just like a young boy.

This person doesn't look like someone who would do business in the gray area.

He is too handsome.

Manshu thought, if he became a monk.

I don’t know how many people’s hearts will be disturbed by this.

"I think a bald head suits you very well." Manshu blurted out the words without thinking.

Qu Jiu touched his shaved head and said, "Well, thank you for your suggestion. I'll try it next time."

"I just said it casually." But he didn't dare to encourage this young master from the imperial capital to become a monk.

"I just said it casually." Qu Jiu curled his lips. The girl next to him who was originally looking at the luxury car screamed immediately when she saw Qu Jiu smiling.

Manshu also heard the girl say: "Ahhh, so handsome, a beautiful woman with a nice car, it turns out that it's not just for women, it can be true for men too!"

Manshu saw the mockery in Qu Jiu's eyes, and it was obvious that he heard it too.

"Mr. Qu Jiu, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Manshu was worried that some girls would come around and ask for her contact information, so she wanted to leave the battlefield early.

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

Qu Jiu's favorite car has never been used by women.

However, considering Manshu's good performance that night, he was willing to make an exception.

"This, is not necessary, right?" Manshu was a little hesitant to get into his car.

This man, who blurred the boundaries of gender and age, was so charming that she was afraid she could not resist his temptation.

Seeing that she didn't even look at him, Qu Jiu smiled and said, "Why, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid." Manshu shook his head.

I'm just afraid that I can't control myself.

Qu Jiu's appearance is different from Yan Zhan's.

They are all men who can rival the stars.

"Then come up, I don't like waiting for anyone." Qu Jiu spoke again, with a hint of impatience in his voice.

The beauty frowned, and no one had the heart to do so.

The girl next to him also heard what Qu Jiu said, and couldn't help but shout to Man Shu: "Sister, if you don't go up, give this opportunity to me!"

puff……

Manshu couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Qu Jiu, however, did not move his eyebrows and did not even look at the person who was calling out to him.

The girl originally mustered up the courage to shout this, but when she saw that she didn't attract Qu Jiu's attention, she stopped making a fuss.

Manshu opened the passenger door and got in the car.

"Thank you, Master Jiu." Manshu thought, this man's title is Master Jiu, and he seems to be a person of the same fame as Master Yan San.

However, judging from their appearance alone, the two are indeed evenly matched.

"You can call me Brother Jiu." Qu Jiu glanced at her.

what?

Manshu was at a loss for a moment, then followed suit: "Thank you, Brother Nine."

"Where are you going?" Qu Jiu asked her.

"Sijin Community, um, opposite Yingcai Experimental Middle School."

Sijin Community is not famous, but most people know Yingcai.

Qu Jiu nodded and drove away without turning on the navigation.

He drove with one hand, the studs in his ears sparkling.

Manshu forced himself not to look at his profile. Well, he should just think about his uncle's face.

At least, it's not easy to be fooled.

"What do you think about racing?" Qu Jiu glanced at Manshu and found it a little funny to see that she wanted to stay away from him.

He knew that his face had a fatal attraction to women and even men.

"What do you think?" Mansu didn't understand what he meant for a moment.