The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 281 Smile for Bo Huakui (24)

Jing Qingran nodded, walked into the door, the man stood outside and closed the door gently.

This elegant room feels very, very elegant, not elegant, but elegant.

Every layout, every landscape is very elegant.

Jing Qingran took off her shoes, walked onto the clean floor, walked over, and saw a beauty.

Beauty is like jade, alluring the city and country.

In such an elegant room, he is even more elegant than this one.

The moment Jing Qingran saw him, she couldn't move her eyes away.

"Hello." After a long time, Jing Qingran heard her own voice say, hello.

Li Yanyan looked back lightly and looked at her.

These eyes are like a sea of ​​flowers, colorful and intoxicating.

Jing Qingran looked into his eyes, feeling inexplicably moved.

Li Yanyan just smiled lightly, which made people lose their soul.

Jing Qingran managed to pull back her rationality and looked at him intently, he had already moved his eyes away.

Jing Qingran was inexplicably disappointed, because she couldn't see his eyes anymore.

Then, Jing Qingran walked over slowly and gently.

He was sitting in front of a low table with tea on it, and the fragrance of the tea was wafting.

"Before I walked that rope, did you... read it?" Jing Qingran asked him.

Looking at his side face, I asked him.

"I didn't read it." He said lightly, pouring tea for himself.

The tea was hot and slowly poured into the cup. He made it so elegantly.

Jing Qingran walked over, sat down, sat opposite to him, separated from him by a low table.

"From now on, let me help you with things like pouring tea." Jing Qingran said.

"You're not coming." He lowered his head and looked at the tea in the teacup, and said lightly with his thin moistened lips.

"Didn't I come here now?" Jing Qingran said.

"I've poured all the tea." He said, his slender black eyebrows, which were like distant mountains, raised slightly.

It's like an excellent ink painting.

"It's okay, I'll help you next time." Jing Qingran said.

[Host, when did you become so attentive? 】 Jiuye pouted.

Jiuye still remembered that in the fourth plane, the owner was the president, and Jing Qingran was the president's bodyguard. The president asked the bodyguard to pour wine for him, and the bodyguard would push back and forth...

'I don't call it attentive, I call it kindness. 'Jing Qingran emphasized.

Jiuye shrugged and said nothing.

"I heard that Miss Meng is holding a long pole and walking on a rope. I don't know, what secret does Miss Meng have?" asked the oiran.

"The secret is to maintain balance, keep your mind free of distracting thoughts, keep your body stable, don't be afraid, and move forward bravely." Jing Qingran said.

What's the secret?It's just using other people's time playing cards for work.

The so-called secrets are similar.

"There are not many people who can walk over in one piece. So far, only you, Miss Meng." Li Yanyan said lightly.

"Do you think I'm special?" Jing Qingran asked with a smile on her face.

"Not really." Li Yanyan shook his head lightly.

Jing Qingran's expression was a little downcast.

There was still a teacup on the low table, so she turned a clean teacup for herself, and poured tea.

The tea is clear and has a long fragrance.

"Yanyan, is your daily job the oiran?" Jing Qingran asked.

"Why do you ask this?" Li Yanyan raised her eyes lightly and looked at her opposite.

This Miss Meng is also very good-looking, with clear eyebrows and pretty features, like ink and wash, lightly drawn.

(End of this chapter)