Chapter 103 (1/2)

In front of the Song family's house, Yan Shiqi returns to the nanny's car. After sitting down, Qiao Mu follows him.

He was dressed in a handsome dark suit. He got on the bus and sat on the seat beside her. With a smile on his brow, he looked at Shangyan Shiqi and said, ”younger sister, do you mind if I take your car back to Licheng?”

Inkstone when seven tiny dismay, water Mou Shan Shan Shan, light smile a, ”certainly don't mind.”

Qiao Mu's slender knuckles untied the buttons of his suit, folded his legs and said, ”Mu Yi, drive back!”

With the nanny car slowly leaving the old song house, the light outside the window shines into Qiao Mu's eyes, a deep dark.

It seems that the seventh son of the Song family is going to fight!

He thought that before long, the business between the Qiao family and song Laosan would be affected.

……

On the way back, Yan Shiqi has been leaning against the back of his chair, looking at the fast passing street scenery with his water eyes full of light. In his slightly troubled sight, he has a handsome face.

She remembers that Qin Baiyu told her that the scenery of the spring city is good, and you can walk around when you have time.

But I don't know why, without him, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, she doesn't want to watch it; Without him, no matter how bright the city is, it seems tasteless in her eyes.

She suddenly remembered the very popular sentence on the Internet: when are you going to meet the person you really want to meet!

At the moment, some miss him, only one day apart, he became her super want to see.

That kind of feeling is like walking alone in the desert and Gobi, but as long as you miss him, it will be like rain falling down, and exhaustion will disappear.

The lights on the highway hit her in bunches, shining her delicate face, thinking of the man in the distance, and her lips inadvertently rippled with a warm smile.

On the other side, Qiao Mu quietly takes out his mobile phone and takes a picture of Shi Qi's side face outside the window.

He looked down at the screen of his mobile phone, opened wechat and sent the photo to Qin Baiyu.

Muye: scenery on the way home.

A minute later, Qin saved the photo and sent a message.

Yu: delete!