Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 463: Genius Singer x National Sister 7
Qiao Zhi was nervous with anticipation, her ears turned red: "I like your song very much, can you sign it for me?"

Pei Qi's heartbeat stopped for a short while. He had this feeling faintly during the conversation, but he didn't dare to think about it. Now that Qiao Zhi spoke, he finally confirmed the guess in his heart.

Pei Qi's Adam's apple slid, and looking at Qiao Zhi's warm eyes, his fingertips curled up unconsciously, and his tone softened a bit: "Of course, where is the signature?"

Qiao Zhi smiled, and took out a prepared photo of Pei Qi from her bag, and handed it over: "Here, thank you."

Pei Qi quickly took the pen and signed it, and handed it to Qiao Zhi with both hands: "Thank you for your liking."

Qiao Zhi didn't dare to put it in the bag right away, fearing that the ink would get smudged if it was dry, so she opened it to dry and said, "I think your song is really nice, President Qiu decided to sign you because of your potential, you don't want to have it." Pressure, I believe you can do well."

Pei Qi's eyes softened, he hummed lightly, and said thank you again.

He only thought that Qiao Zhi only got to know him when Mr. Qiu was considering signing him. It might be true that he admired him somewhat, but what the fans said was just flattering himself.

In any case, he understood Qiao Zhi's intentions, and he didn't dare to think about it and had no right to think about it.

Qiao Zhi didn't know Pei Qi's inner thoughts, but could only see that although he was polite, he didn't mean to have a deep friendship with her, and her brows and eyes were a little disappointed.

Pei Qi put the signed pen back to its original position, raised his head to meet Qiao Zhi's eyes, his expression was startled, he wondered if Qiao Zhi treated everyone like this, and simply put all his thoughts on his face.

——Aggrieved and lost as if she liked him very much and had liked him for a long time.

Pei Qi breathed a little harder, and forced to suppress the absurd thoughts in his heart.

After all, he and Qiao Zhi are so different, such an idea will only sound ridiculous to him.

What he had to admit was that at the moment when this conjecture surfaced, he really felt a strange sense of happiness, just like when he heard Qiao Zhi say that she was his fan, he felt an unreal sense of dizziness.

Thoughts swirled in Pei Qi's mind, and he warned himself many times not to be wild, but looking at Qiao Zhi's wet eyes, he still couldn't help but speak.

"Do you want to add a WeChat?"

Looking at Qiao Zhi's eyes that suddenly brightened, Pei Qi couldn't help but smile across his cold eyes.

He felt that Qiao Zhi really liked him a little bit more than he imagined.

Qiao Zhi successfully signed the benefactor, and added the benefactor's WeChat account. Satisfied, she stood up when the signature was completed, and said with bright eyes, "Then let's go out."

Pei Qi nodded and quietly followed behind Qiao Zhi.

The two met Zhenghuan Wang and Mr. Qiu at the door. Qiao Zhi blinked her right eye at Mr. Qiu smartly. Mr. Qiu understood and said with a smile: "It's getting late, let's have a meal together before going back." Bar."

Brother Wang saw Qiao Zhi's small movements, and then thought of the way Qiao Zhi looked at Pei Qi when they were talking about the matter just now, and an incredible thought came to his mind.

Will Qiao Zhi take a fancy to her own Pei Qi?

Brother Wang blushed a little from the excitement of this conjecture, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, eat, Mr. Qiu has already opened his mouth, and he must have a meal."

On the way to the restaurant, Brother Wang became more and more determined as he thought about it. He glanced back at the tall and handsome Pei Qi, his eyes became brighter. He wanted to mention Pei Qi, but when he thought about talking about the girl last time, Director Pei Qi's cold and impatient eyebrows still suppressed this thought resentfully.

Pei Qi was a little arrogant, and Brother Wang was afraid that it would backfire.

(End of this chapter)