Lost [Transmigration Book]

"I've been so busy these days, I finally came out to play, why don't you talk."

"I said that."

"You don't look very happy."

"No."

"You are also in a good mood, so the current mood of He Nan, Chen Ze and that group of people can also be defined as a good mood."

"..."

Qiao Nanqi held the long pole, bent over slightly, pressed the edge of the pool table with one hand, and pushed the long pole with the other like pulling a jack.

The head of the long rod hit the billiard ball, and the ball rolled violently.

A few balls collided, and a few balls were missing from the pool table.

Xia Yuantu let out a long sigh: "Young Master Qiao, can't you let me go? My own people, don't have to kill them all like this!"

Qiao Nanqi sent another ball into the hole in the blink of an eye.

He was really yelled at by Xia Yuantu, and said, "I don't do meaningless things—let you lose too."

Xia Yuantu: "."

Within a few minutes, the long stick in Qiao Nanqi's hand was pointing at the white ball and the black ball in front of him, preparing for the last shot.

The moment Qiao Nanqi moved his wrist slightly, Xia Yuantu suddenly thought of something, clapped his hands together, and said, "Where's your little baby? I remember he's good at billiards. Call him to play? I'll play with him." Team, two-on-one against you, I don't believe there is no chance of winning."

Zhao Rong is really good at billiards.

After Qiao Nanqi and Zhao Rong got together, Qiao Nanqi did not disclose this relationship with others, and Zhao Rong never went out to play with them.But before they were together, Zhao Rong also visited this club several times.

Zhao Rong seems to be not very good at anything else, but only playing, he can really play well.He also prefers to be next to Qiao Nanqi, and always fights with Qiao Nanqi. Lu Xingping can still fight with these two people back and forth, and Xia Yuantu has never won at all.

At that time, Zhao Rong hadn't graduated from university yet, so she was still a little student-like, wearing a royal blue zippered sweater, the zipper was only pulled down to the bottom, revealing a clean and simple white T inside.

He just bent down slightly, pushed the pole forward lightly, and the white ball hit a colored ball and went into the hole. Zhao Rong seemed to be used to this kind of result, before the ball was pocketed, he turned around and looked up, smiling. Looking at Qiao Nanqi who was standing not far away, his dark and light eyes were as bright as stars.

Xia Yuantu's words directly reminded Qiao Nanqi of this scene. The club in his hand shook suddenly, the shaft brushed past the ball, and the white ball, which was supposed to go straight towards the black ball, slid out of an inclined track. He bumped into a large pile of billiard balls that Xia Yuantu hadn't knocked down yet.

He paused, his eyes were slightly dazed, and the billiard balls rolling in front of him were reflected in his eyes.

Xia Yuantu was overjoyed. Taking advantage of Qiao Nanqi's mistake, he hurried forward, wishing he could hit a few more balls into the pocket.

Qiao Nanqi put the long pole beside the table, but his attention was not on the pool table.

Before he left, Zhao Rong didn't come home.

It's been four days in a row.

He hasn't been out much these days, but when he comes home, he is the only one in the whole building.

At night, when I took a shower and went to bed, I subconsciously stretched out my hand, but there was nothing on the other side of the bed.

When Sister Li came to cook, she would always ask him, "Isn't Xiao Zhao going home for dinner today?" Qiao Nanqi didn't answer directly.

Not only did Zhao Rong not go home for dinner, Zhao Rong never went home at all.His cell phone was quiet, and there were no calls or text messages from Zhao Rong.

Qiao Nanqi was indeed in a bad mood.

Zhao Rong didn't go home these few days. I don't know if he knew about the Chen family's affairs, or maybe he was angry and had a fever that night, so he didn't go home right away.

Qiao Nanqi was certain that Zhao Rong would come back by himself two days ago, but until today, Zhao Rong never said a word, let alone anyone.In the past, it was fine when Zhao Rong stayed by his side obediently, but Zhao Rong was only away for four or five days, and the people around him who knew about their relationship mentioned Zhao Rong more and more.

After a few thoughts, Xia Yuantu, who was at the pool table, had already missed, and regretfully handed over the right to hit the ball to Qiao Nanqi.

Qiao Nanqi shot out the boredom that was pent up in his heart just now with the cue, and in the blink of an eye, he hit the black ball into the bag.

Xia Yuantu looked at him with deep resentment: "It's over so quickly, don't you think you're playing single player? Old Qiao, call your little one, he can hold you under your hands for a while, at least for me A little participation experience."

It's not that Xia Yuantu never called Zhao Rong.

Ever since Zhao Rong and Qiao Nanqi got together, Zhao Rong didn't play with them anymore because Qiao Nanqi refused.But sometimes when Qiao Nanqi was not around, Xia Yuantu and the others felt that Zhao Rong could have fun, and wanted to call Zhao Rong, but Zhao Rong refused.

Qiao Nanqi didn't make their relationship public, but if it were, those who knew the situation would know that he didn't want to bring them along, and those who didn't would think that Young Master Qiao was hiding in the golden house.

He couldn't call Zhao Rong, but Zhao Rong obeyed Qiao Nanqi's words. Qiao Nanqi asked Zhao Rong to come over, which was different from him asking Zhao Rong to come over.

Xia Yuantu looked at Qiao Nanqi with questioning eyes.

Qiao Nanqi lowered his eyes, and his eyes were closed in his eyes.

He was speechless for a moment, and then said: "As you wish."

Xia Yuantu immediately took out his mobile phone, found Zhao Rong's phone number and dialed it.

Qiao Nanqi didn't stop him.

After all, Xia Yuantu was looking for Zhao Rong, not him.

If Zhao Rong comes... he can also pretend that nothing happened these few days.

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Joe didn't know the seriousness of the matter at this time. Dog.