Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Qiao Ruoqing smiled, this girl is really cute and likable.

"No need, I'm not cold." Qiao Ruoqing looked around, but she didn't see Meng Zizhao, "Didn't Mr. Meng come with you?"

Yao Shuangshuang shook her head, "That's why I asked you to be my guide!"

Looking back at the coffee shop, the smile on Qiao Ruoqing's face deepened, "I know, you just said that to help me out."

Yao Shuangshuang also laughed, but didn't answer.

In fact, she knew that even if she didn't speak just now, Qiao Ruoqing could get rid of Song Mingyuan's entanglement. Qiao Ruoqing was not the kind of person who would be bullied.

When she checked Weibo in the morning, she saw a trending search, and knew that Song Mingyuan had deceived Qiao Ruoqing, so she told Meng Zizhao about it, and Meng Zizhao told Huo Jingyuan about it.

Then Huo Jingyuan asked Meng Zizhao to settle the matter.

So she can only come out alone.

But after all, this matter was related to Qiao Ruoqing, and she couldn't tell it in front of Qiao Ruoqing, so she could only change the subject and talk about other things.

This day, Qiao Ruoqing was with Yao Shuangshuang. The two of them visited several shopping malls and bought a lot of things. Later, she drove Yao Shuangshuang home and returned home by herself.

When she first saw Song Mingyuan's Weibo, she was in a really bad mood, and even wanted to pull Song Mingyuan out of the screen and beat him up.

She has also made some progress in learning golf recently, and she still has the strength to beat Song Mingyuan.

However, after staying with Yao Shuangshuang for a day and buying a lot of things, her mood improved a lot.

Back in the room, Qiao Ruoqing hummed a little tune, took out the newly bought clothes from the bag today, and compared them in front of the mirror. After comparing this one with that one, she liked each one very much.

Just when she was about to try it on again, the phone she put in her bag rang.

She hurriedly put down her clothes, hummed a song, took out her phone, and answered the phone, "Hello? Hello."

Huo Jingyuan outside Qiao's villa: "..."

He took a puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled the smoke ring. Looking at the white smoke that was constantly drifting in front of him, he asked, "In a good mood?"

Hearing Huo Jingyuan's voice, Qiao Ruoqing was a little surprised.

Because she was in such a good mood, she picked up the phone without even looking at the caller ID, but she didn't expect that this call was actually from Huo Jingyuan.

"Brother Huo? How are you?"

Huo Jingyuan couldn't help laughing, "What do you call me?"

"Aren't you sick?" As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered something again, and asked with a slight frown, "By the way, have you taken your medicine at noon and night? You have to take medicine when you are sick. Don't be stubborn, no use."

Huo Jingyuan lowered the car window, raised his head, and glanced at the brightly lit room upstairs.

It seemed that he was in a good mood and dared to teach him a lesson.

After pinching the cigarette at his fingertips, his voice was flat: "Come down."

Qiao Ruoqing was slightly startled, and after a long time asked in a daze, "What?"

"Come down." Huo Jingyuan repeated what he had just said.

Qiao Ruoqing still found it inconceivable, and it took another two seconds for her to understand what Huo Jingyuan meant.

When she got to the window, Qiao Ruoqing looked downstairs and asked, "Have you come to my house?"

Before Huo Jingyuan could answer, she yelled out: "I saw your car, Brother Huo, wait for me, I'll get down right away!"

Then she hung up the phone and went downstairs.

When he arrived at the door, Huo Jingyuan was already leaning against the station.

He was wearing a shirt and jeans, and a long light gray windbreaker outside. He stood beside the car with his hands in his pockets. The dim streetlights hit him, creating a faint circle of light around his body. Halo, very soft.

Don't say it, it's still pretty.

Arriving in front of him, Qiao Ruoqing blinked her eyes and asked, "Why are you here? Why don't you go in? You're standing here blowing your hair, are you cured?"

Her voice was questioning and reproachful, and she was not as cautious as before, as if she was afraid that if she accidentally said the wrong thing, she would make him angry.

This was the first time Huo Jingyuan saw her like this, and it was also the first time he heard her speak to him in such a tone.

Still, it didn't feel bad.

"I thought you knew something and you were in a bad mood, so I came to take a look and I wanted to take you out for a ride." His eyes swept over Qiao Ruoqing, and he suddenly smiled, "But now, it seems that there is no need .”

Qiao Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked around Huo Jingyuan's body, with a little worry, "Aren't you sick?"

"Okay." Huo Jingyuan's words were clean and concise, which was his style.

Qiao Ruoqing let out an "oh" and didn't reply.

A slight night wind blew, carrying a bit of chill, causing Qiao Ruoqing's long hair to move.

A strand of hair was blown to the front, not to mention blocking the view, and making her face itchy, Qiao Ruoqing wrinkled her nose, raised her hand, bent her index finger naturally, and brushed that strand of hair away.

The movements are skillful, no different from usual.

But in Huo Jingyuan's eyes, it seemed different.

It's not that he has never seen a girl flick her hair.

He didn't know what was wrong, but from time to time, he would see the company's female employees or some female clients who were talking about things in a serious manner in the last second, and then suddenly raised their hands and put their neat hair behind their ears to say goodbye.

I didn't feel anything else before, I just felt like doing.

This time, however, it felt completely different from usual.

He always felt that Qiao Ruoqing's actions seemed to be implying something, but he didn't know what she was implying.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he turned his eyes away, "Let's go?"

Qiao Ruoqing was a little worried about Huo Jingyuan's body, but seeing how thinly he was dressed, she wanted to forget it.

But just as the words came to her lips, she held back again.

She was sick and still took the time to visit her. She felt that Huo Jingyuan really gave her face.

If she refused at this time, wouldn't it be the same as tearing off the face Huo Jingyuan gave her, throwing it on the ground and stomping on it?

Let alone whether this is an act of courting death, I always feel that I am not very sensible.

Qiao Ruoqing felt that she was already 23 years old, in fact, she was 28 years old, and she died once, so she should be more sensible no matter what.

So he nodded and pointed to the cement road in front of him, "Just walk around the neighborhood, I don't want to go too far."

Huo Jingyuan had no objection, nodded and raised his chin towards her.

The two walked out side by side. Under the dim street lights, their shadows were very tall and slender, extending far away.

Qiao Ruoqing blinked, thinking it was fun, she took two quick steps and stepped on Huo Jingyuan's shadow.

Huo Jingyuan paused, his eyes fell on Qiao Ruoqing's drooping eyelashes.

She stepped on his shadow, and the light on her body was completely blocked by him, so she couldn't see anything clearly.

Huo Jingyuan still managed to find her face from the darkness, feeling that she was a little different tonight.

Maybe she noticed something, Qiao Ruoqing raised her eyes to look at him, "Brother Huo, are you leaving?"

"Let's go." Huo Jingyuan responded, and continued to walk forward. Qiao Ruoqing also restrained her playfulness, resumed the standing position just now, and walked side by side with him.

Turning his head to glance at the girl beside him who seemed to be holding back a smile, Huo Jingyuan's voice was full of curiosity and inquiry: "In a good mood?"

Qiao Ruoqing turned her head and looked at him, her eyes reflected the street lamps, flashing yellow light, her eyes were a little surprised, "Is it so obvious?"

Her tone was really surprised, as if she had discovered something she hadn't expected at all.

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer.

More than obvious?Just don't be too obvious.

He heard it from the phone, but he didn't say it.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qiao Ruoqing just looked at her the same way as before, maybe she also knew that he was waiting for her next words, so she honestly confessed: "I had a fight with Song Mingyuan today."

Huo Jingyuan's footsteps stopped again, and the way he looked at her changed slightly.

He should have thought earlier that when Qiao Ruoqing left him, Song Mingyuan called to find her.

At that time, there was a commotion on Weibo again, and he shouldn't have let her go alone.

Qiao Ruoqing didn't notice Huo Jingyuan's annoyance, but she also stopped in her tracks, and turned her head to look at him, "We had a quarrel, and we've said everything we need to say, so I feel better."

Huo Jingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He found that he seemed to be unable to see through this girl more and more.

Qiao Ruoqing clasped her hands behind her back, and slowly lifted her up, tiptoeing, as if she was stretching.

She didn't stop until she felt that the pressure on her shoulders was too great and she couldn't take it anymore. She let go of her hands and swayed her body twice, with a smile on her face, looking very relaxed.

Huo Jingyuan pursed his lips and asked after a long time, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Qiao Ruoqing looked at him with a smile in the corner of her eyes, as if his question was difficult to understand.

Huo Jingyuan nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Qiao Ruoqing took two steps forward, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Brother Huo, why didn't you ask me why I quarreled with Song Mingyuan?"

Huo Jingyuan raised his eyes and looked at her, without answering.

The two looked at each other as they walked, and neither of them had the intention to look away first.

Later, it was Qiao Ruoqing who seemed to understand something, and sighed in frustration, "How did I forget, why do you care about such things?"

Huo Jingyuan: "??"

Why doesn't he care?
Before the words could be spoken, a golden-yellow shadow leaped towards this side in front, and it seemed that the speed was not slow.

Huo Jingyuan turned his head to look, and saw an adult golden retriever running towards this side, with its tongue sticking out, its ears drooping, and its long and fluffy hair fluctuating due to the running movement, like It is the sea spray, layer upon layer.

Suddenly remembering something, Huo Jingyuan stretched out his hand, grabbed Qiao Ruoqing's wrist, pulled her into his arms with force, and pressed her head with the other hand, protecting her tightly.

The owner of the golden retriever should be a young couple who followed behind it. Seeing this scene, the two whispered something in each other's ears. When passing by Huo Jingyuan, the hostess stopped and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry. , Scared your girlfriend, right? Don't worry, our Mao Mao is a good boy and doesn't bite."