Chapter 245 (1/2)

I'm not only afraid, but also regret. If Zhang Qingqing is willing to kiss me, it will naturally frustrate Tu Wenxuan, a dandy son, and be hit. But if Zhang Qingqing can't let go of her arrogance and reserve and doesn't want to kiss me in public, doesn't it encourage Tu Wenxuan's arrogance and make him feel that he has a great chance to dig at the foot of the wall?

I regret it even more when I think about it, but if I'm forced, I've said it. Whether I'll be beaten in the face depends entirely on Zhang Qingqing. The only thing I can do is look at Zhang Qingqing with my eyes. I've been with her for so long. Everyone's tacit understanding and eye contact are still no problem. Zhang Qingqing easily read my meaning from my eyes: aunt, don't hit me in the face. If you kiss me this time, you can ask me to do anything next time!

Zhang Qingqing: listen to me in the future. I told you to go east and you are not allowed to go west.

Me: don't worry, I'll never drive the dog if you tell me to catch the chicken.

Zhang Qingqing: it's a deal!

Me: irresistible!

In Tu Wenxuan's eyes and the pedestrians on the street, I was just looking at Zhang Qingqing ”affectionately” for a second or two. I didn't know that we were making silent communication with our eyes. Even for Zhang Qingqing, who was willing to kiss me in front of Tu Wenxuan, I sold myself.

If it's weekdays, even a beautiful woman like Zhang Qingqing won't attract too many people's attention in the night. It's nothing to hug and kiss with me on the street. But today, because Tu Wenxuan's Mercedes Benz S600 luxury car was parked nearby, many passers-by looked at it one after another. Together with me and Zhang Qingqing, it was also concerned by passers-by.

Everyone guessed one after another about the childe in the luxury car, my little hanging wire on the street and the beautiful Zhang Qingqing. What kind of relationship is there between these three people? The imaginative passers-by easily decided that it was diaosi competing with the local tyrant for a woman. Some even whispered that Zhang Qingqing would choose the son of the local tyrant or me?

After Zhang Qingqing made eye contact with me for only two seconds, she ”obediently” hooked my neck with her hands. She was 1.7 meters tall. She was wearing high heels. She was similar to me. She didn't even have to stand on tiptoe to easily put her bright red lips together. She kissed my lips gently with shame and astringency, which made me immediately feel a charming fragrance

The kiss lasted about two or three seconds. Zhang Qingqing pushed me away with her eyes like silk, tried to resist shyness and said, ”well, this is a public place.”

I proudly glanced at TU Wenxuan next to me and estimated, ”that's right. We should pay attention to the influence. We should go to dinner first and play some shame games when we go home.”

Tu Wenxuan was so angry that his face turned green that he didn't pay attention to me. He just said goodbye to Zhang Qingqing: ”Qingqing, bye.”

Then he dropped the window, let his driver drive and walked away.

Zhang Qingqing and I also walked into the restaurant hand in hand, leaving only a group of sighing passers-by around us. Some people say this is true love. Gao, Fu and handsome can't pry the corner; Some people say that if this beautiful woman chooses hanging silk instead of local tyrants, she will be defeated by reality sooner or later and will regret it later.

Many young boys don't understand it. They talk about that the young man on the Mercedes Benz is more white and handsome, and has more money and status. Why didn't the beauty choose him?

An old man on the side of the road was smoking a dry cigarette. He looked at the prosperity of the world and tasted the wind and frost of the world. He taught several young men around him: ”you are richer than others, you are more handsome than others, and you have more status than others, but the beauty resolutely chose others as her husband. Do you know why?”

Several young men said they didn't know, and asked me curiously why?

The uncle said faintly, ”without him, people hang more.”

The people around me were stunned when they heard the speech. Zhang Qingqing and I also heard what the old man said. Zhang Qingqing was so angry that she blacked her face and scolded in a low voice. I was also very angry and wanted to refute the old man, but suddenly I thought, if I refuted his point of view, wouldn't I deny my big?

On this thought, the old man was still praising me, so I was elated. Seeing the rustling expression on my face, Zhang Qingqing said to me, ”what are you laughing at? Your teeth are very white?”

Zhang Qingqing and I went into the restaurant, ordered two casseroles, three fried dishes and a soup, sat down and began to have dinner. Zhang Qingqing is still very kind to me. She keeps bringing me vegetables and soup. She is virtuous like a little wife.

Halfway through the meal, my cell phone rang. It was Li Mengting's phone. I didn't know what it was, so I told Zhang Qingqing that I would answer the phone, and then hid in the corner of the few people to answer Li Mengting's phone.

”Sister Ting, can I help you?”

”Cluck, little friend, can't I call you if I have nothing to do?”