Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

Wen Jiuqing returned to his place, just as the waiter came over and said, Hello, your iced American style.

After the waiter left, Zuo Qingli approached her and said with a smile, Hello, the trick you just did was amazing, can you teach me?

After all, she could easily use one hand to abolish one of a person's hands!

How many years does this take?

Wen Jiuqing took a sip of coffee and said lightly, I don't teach.

She didn't mean to save her.

It's just that I can't stand the man bullying the little girl.

That's her character, and it all depends on her mood to save people.

If you're in a good mood, she'll save her if you don't say anything, but if you're in a bad mood, she won't save her even if you put a gun on her head.

Zuo Qingli was not at all embarrassed after being rejected, but said pitifully: Miss, teach me, if I encounter this situation again, I will be afraid.

Zuo Qingli said, and wiped the tears that did not exist on his face.

As soon as she raised her head, she found Wen Jiuqing staring at her with a half-smile.

As if to say I didn't see that you were afraid just now.

Zuo Qingli knew what she was thinking, and touched her nose embarrassedly: I usually just talk about it quickly. If I really moved my hand and someone kicked me, I would have fallen. After all, I am weak.

Wen Jiuqing didn't speak anymore, Zuo Qingli took his coffee and sat down at a table with Wen Jiuqing.

Zuo Qingli remembered something, and then asked with a smile: By the way, Miss, what's your name?

Wen Jiuqing said, Ajiu.

Zuo Qingli talked a lot to Wen Jiuqing again, Wen Jiuqing raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said, I should go.

Zuo Qingli didn't hold back, Wen Jiuqing walked out of the coffee shop and ran into a man head-on.

Something scratched her arm, and Wen Jiuqing quickly covered her wound.

Zuo Hanxiao's face was gloomy, he stopped to look at the person who bumped into him, only to see her clutching his arm, Zuo Hanxiao was stunned, and then said: I'm sorry, your arm? Zuo Hanxiao raised his hand, just now When he touched Wen Jiuqing's hand covering the wound, he was avoided by Wen Jiuqing.

Wen Jiuqing turned around and was about to leave, Zuo Hanxiao took out his business card from his pocket and said, This is my business card, you...

Wen Jiuqing kept walking and replied lightly, I'm not interested.

I just thought that normal people would take his business card when they saw him.

This girl... is not ordinary.

Zuo Hanxiao put away the business card, looked at the back of Wen Jiuqing's departure, and the corners of his lips curled up.

He rubbed the fingertips that he just touched Wen Jiuqing, and when he touched the girl's hand, it was so cold, her hand was so icy and cold, it didn't seem like a normal person's body temperature.

Hey, big brother, who is that little girl, do you know? A man's voice came from behind Zuo Hanxiao.

Zuo Hanxiao glanced at him, I don't know.

The person who came was Zuo Hanxiao's younger brother, Zuo Qingli's second brother, Zuo Linxiu.

When the two brothers entered the coffee shop, they saw Zuo Qingli excitedly waving at them.

Zuo Hanxiao and Zuo Linxiu raised their feet and walked over, and the waiter came over and bowed his head slightly: Hello, what do you two gentlemen want to drink?

Zuo Hanxiao said, A cup of latte.

I want a cup of mocha, thank you, Miss. Zuo Linxiu said, and gave the waiter a wink.

The waiter blushed and turned to leave.

Zuo Qingli held his chin in his hands and asked, Big brother and second brother, did you two meet anyone when you first came in?