Chapter 1003 Sister Nian: Don’t you ask me?
After coming out of the room, Qiao Nian went straight downstairs. As soon as he walked to the stairs, he felt two lines of sight falling on her.
"..." She was a little uncomfortable when she was seen, raising her hand, very speechlessly trying to pull down the brim of her hat, only to remember that she had just taken a shower and did not wear a hat when she came out.
She was lonely, so she had to put her hand down, with two hot gazes, as if she hadn't seen it, walked to the living room, opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of mineral water out of it, unscrewed the lid, looked down, carelessly Take a sip of it.
Seeing the two people still did not speak.
She slowly put the cap on the bottle again, walked to the bar, pulled the chair to sit down, her chin was supported by her cold white hands, and she simply showed him a pair of beautiful eyes.
Is bigger than anyone’s eyes?
Ye Wangchuan looked at her suddenly, seeing lazily sitting there, looking at himself without talking, he touched the bridge of his nose, and finally the sitting posture was not so lazy, sitting up, his eye-catching face couldn't see anything. Emotionally, warmly asked: "What do you want to eat at night?"
Qiao Nian thought he was going to ask what happened today, who knew he was asking about dinner.
She was stunned for a moment, but in a blink of an eye she returned to her usual appearance, casually: "Hot pot?"
"Which one do you want to eat?"
Qiao Nian puts his hand on his chin, and seems to be thinking very seriously. It took a long time to raise his eyebrows, his eyes are clear, and her voice has her usual loose voice: "The last time was pretty good."
"Which one Zhang Yang introduced?" Ye Wangchuan's voice was slightly muted, and his voice was low and pleasant.
Qiao thought for a moment, remembering who Zhang Yang was, and hummed.
"OK. I'll let the boss reserve a place." Ye Wangchuan simply picked up his mobile phone and ordered a meal for such a simple matter, he didn't need to call at all, and directly sent a message to Zhang Yang.
Qiao Nian propped his chin, looked at his profiled face with low hair news, and pursed his lips, as if thinking about something.
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