Chapter 140 Qiao Nian is not worthy?
Tang Wei is wearing a Tang suit, and the agates on her neck are round and round, which makes her exasperating: "I have been dating your grandma for decades, even if she is a little careful, I know in my heart that it’s just a meal. I'll talk about it later."
Tang Qi didn't dare to question her approach, she hummed, and looked forward absent-mindedly.
Suddenly, a slender figure came into the eye.
He thought he was wrong.
Wait approached.
The girl’s exquisite and outstanding profile became clear, and his heartbeat speeded up suddenly, his eyes could not move away like staring: "Grandma, it was the girl that day."
He remembers that he is called Qiao Nian?
He saw it, and of course Tang Wei saw it too.
The kind face instantly sank, and his eyes became fierce!
Qiao Nian!
She thought she had met, and Qiao Nian would say hello to herself.
Who ever thought that the nasty girl seemed to have not recognized them, and passed them casually.
Tang Wei's face suddenly became cold, and she was almost out of anger.
What does she mean, deliberately shake her face to show herself?
She's an elder, so a younger one can shake his face like this?
Tang Qi only smelled a faint fragrance, and the shadow was passing by them. He couldn't help but yelled: "Miss Qiao."
Qiao Nian heard someone calling herself, paused in his footsteps, and turned his head.
The dark eyes just saw Tang Wei and Tang Qi, only then did they notice that the two passing by were acquaintances.
Tang Wei's face was not good, she didn't even look at her, as if she didn't want to say hello to her.
The young man next to her looked eager and had a good attitude.
She doesn't have the habit of sticking to people's cold **** with a hot face, and was thinking whether she should take the initiative to say hello, and a voice rang from behind the two of them.
"Nan Nian."
The man’s voice is lazy and low.
Follow the string of a good cello.
Tang’s youngest turned his head and saw a tall man walking past them. He seemed to be familiar with Qiao Nian. He put his hands on her shoulders and asked in a low voice, “I’m not going to wash my hands, why are you standing here? ?"
"Preparing to pass."
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