Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 252 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (3)

"Master, this..." Jiang's mother is a standard Su Jing beauty, with a gentle and quiet temperament, even if she is angry, her temper will not be too big.

"This marriage was decided by the ancestors. If it is ruined now, it will not be a disadvantage to their Zhang family. Those who love to gossip would not dare to arrange it in the Dutong Mansion, but our Jiang family is different. Just wait and see, once the engagement is broken, what your colleagues will say behind their backs!"

"Ma'am." Father Jiang took Mother Jiang's hand, "It won't be that serious."

Mother Jiang was still feeling melancholy, "Why can't it be serious. There are two daughters in the family, even if the eldest is happy, but Nuo Nuo is still young, how do you let her marry in the future? The whole Su Jing will see our family's jokes!"

When the youngest daughter was mentioned, the two were taken aback, only to realize that the girl who was standing in the living room just now was missing.

Zong Yu secretly glanced at the cat's paw footprints on his warlord's trousers.

This time they came to Sujing from Lingcheng because there was an important military meeting to be held soon.

But now there are stains on the trousers of the warlord, and the military uniform is disheveled. I don't know if someone will stir up trouble behind his back and use this matter to send an article to the top.

He should have asked for a handkerchief at the Jiang Mansion just now, to wipe off the muddy cat paw prints first.

Just as he was thinking, Zongyu felt a gust of wind blowing by his side.

He paused, and saw the girl with a fluttering skirt, running towards a straight man in a military uniform not far away.
Zhang Yanqing's footsteps were clear, and he kicked the white gloves in his trouser pockets. He did not know when he took them out, and he was concentrating on putting them on his knuckle fingers.

His brows and eyes were cold, like a sheet of snow.

Never melted and didn't know how to melt.

Suddenly, Zhang Yanqing felt someone pulling her from behind.

He stopped and turned around.

His gaze lowered, and he met those deer eyes shrouded in mist.

The girl who looked like a porcelain doll was holding a docile white cat in her arms. When she looked up at him, her eyes were soft and she smiled.

She handed over a handkerchief.

Pink, with three peaches embroidered on it.

So pretty.

"This is for you." She pointed to his pants again, "I'll wipe it for you."

Zongyu prayed that the warlord would not get bored and would not draw his gun.
Zhang Yanqing glanced at the handkerchief handed over, then glanced at the girl in silence, turned around and continued walking without saying a word.

Zong Yu patted his chest.

Then, he saw Miss Jiao of the Jiang family holding the cat and striding forward to stand in front of his warlord.

Jiang Wan hugged the cat in one hand, and clutched the handkerchief in the other, and stuffed it into the man's palm forcefully.

She pursed her lips and said every word with a bit of awkward emotion, "I just embroidered the handkerchief, and I haven't used it yet. Besides, your trousers are also dirty. If you don't wipe them clean, it will affect the military appearance."

Zhang Yanqing touched the silky softness in the palm, and frowned, the coldness around her body became more and more intense.

He was about to throw away the things in his hand, when he saw the girl lightly pulled the two little paws of the white cat in her arms, her palm-sized face was next to the cat's paws, and said softly, "Our Taozi didn't do it on purpose either, Quickly apologize to the Overseer~"

She clasped the muddy cat's paws together and made a "worship" gesture.

A fluffy cat, and a soft her.

It's just that she looks softer, more lively and delicate than that cat.

Zhang Yanqing's face was cold, and the fingers holding the handkerchief tightened slightly.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice was just like him, clear and noble, but also extremely alienated, "Thank you."

Simple and polite two words.

The girl holding the cat curled her lips, and the deer-eyed smile seemed unbearable.

"Thank you, Overseer, too."

Zhang Yanqing stared at her.

With white and soft fingers, he picked up the cat in his arms, flaunted it in front of him, and put it down again.

"Thank you, Overseer, for giving me back my cat." She looked at him, smiling brightly, prettier than a pond of lotus, "Do you want to pet it, Overseer?"

The cat in the arms seemed to understand her words, kicked its four paws, escaped from the arms, and flew into the house like a fly.

"Ah—" The girl's eyes were lost for a moment, she held up the corner of her skirt and chased after her with her little leather shoes stepping on the wet rain.

Zhang Yanqing turned her head subconsciously, but she only grabbed a touch of pink and white, and hurried away
(End of this chapter)