The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1182 The first thousand 440 seven (7)

When I heard the two passers-by discussing the last sentence.

For no reason, Jiang Zuo was in a bad mood.

Probably because the temperature outside is lower now.

It's not like summer time anymore.

There was even smog in the air.

When Jiang Zuo came, he didn't wear many clothes, so he also felt the coolness at this time.

He listened to those people's comments, his eyes deepened.

Knowing that the phone dinged.

Jiang Zuo finally made a move, but after he saw the wechat profile picture on it, his breath became colder again.

"Jiang Shao, I wonder if you are standing outside, will it be cold? Do you want me to send some clothes down? We will put some clothes in the live broadcast room, and there are boys."

Jiang Zuo didn't look at it much, and turned off the WeChat message.

The female anchor was somewhat disappointed, because she was standing in front of the French windows on the third floor, just in time to see the actions below.

However, it is not enough to give up.

After all, she was able to add this person's wechat because of her work relationship.

The temperature outside is getting colder and colder.

In fact, it hasn't been long since Jiang Zuo sent the message.

Just this time, Jiang Zuo lost all his patience, he stuffed the phone into his pocket with a cold face, and walked towards the direction where the car was parked.

The driver was a little surprised when he saw that the young master came back alone.

After all, the young master should have come to meet the young lady this time and pick her up by the way.

Why is the young master alone?

However, as a driver who has stayed in Jiang's family for many years, he still knows what to ask and what not to ask.

It's still very noisy outside, even if it's a small e-sports solo game, there will be a group of people watching, most of them are young.

After all, the game of Heroes is much younger than Final Fantasy and stand-alone CS.

Some noises are also normal.

Jiang Zuo seemed to turn a deaf ear to all of this, including the names of those two people.

He leaned back in the chair, stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar, and let Uncle Wang drive.

At this location and time, it will definitely be blocked.

The car couldn't move at all, and could only wait for someone to pass by first.

Such a situation made Jiang Zuo open the car window, originally wanting to take a breath, but inadvertently glanced at the two people in combat uniforms not far away.

For an instant.

I don't know what happened.

His heart suddenly ached.

It's not that she doesn't have time to reply to his message, or she probably doesn't want to.

After all, in front of her, she has never looked like this. With her face sideways, she stuffed the earphones in her hand into the boy's ears. The two of them listened to the same mobile phone. Standing there casually gave people an invisible intimacy. .

He could even see her lowering her head and smiling, her face was still red, and she reached out and hooked her broken hair behind her ears.

Jiang Zuo subconsciously squeezed his hand tightly.

At the intersection, the signal lights are switched, and there are people going back and forth, and the cars can't go.

This also made Xue Yaoyao see Jiang Zuo sitting in the car.

He seemed to be out of tune with her, and even his bones were filled with nobleness.

Sitting on the back seat of the car like that, with his usual nonchalant sitting posture, just like when he appeared in front of her again after he learned that her mother would marry into their Jiang family, he also sat in this posture, giving people a kind of aloofness. Feel.

However, he has capital high above.

Uncle Wang is still driving.

Uncle Wang also noticed her, Xue Yaoyao was walking up.

The man glanced at her indifferently, and only said two words: "Drive."

(End of this chapter)