Are the cv goddesses together?

Qiao Ling, who was drunk, did not look as cool and cold as usual.

At this moment, Mr. Qiao seems to be surrounded by a light halo of warm tones, which makes people a little fascinated.

Sitting on the sofa, she squinted her eyes slightly, resting her chin on one hand, trying to open her eyes wide as if trying to recognize who the woman in front of her was.

But in the end she just tilted her head... still didn't recognize her roommate.

Jiang Xin had never taken care of a drunken person before, so seeing Qiao Ling like this at this moment was a bit powerless.

...However, it seems that Mr. Joe doesn't seem to have any signs of drunkenness?

It saved a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xin gradually relaxed, and she approached Qiao Ling lightly and slowly.

Qiao Ling in front of her was quiet, she tilted her head obediently, her eyes were somewhat confused, and she was much cuter than the usual aloof and cold.

Jiang Xin was about to wrap her arms around Qiao Ling and help her onto the bed, but the next moment Mr. Qiao sat up unexpectedly.

"who are you?"

Qiao Ling's deep Yu Jie voice seemed to have calmed down for a moment, but after listening carefully, she could still feel that her final words rose slightly due to unconsciousness, with a hint of drunkenness.

Jiang Xin raised her eyebrows and took it smoothly.

"I am your sister."

"You're drunk, now you have to obediently go back to your room and sleep~"

She tried her best to make her voice as gentle as possible when facing Qiao Ling at this moment.

"Sister... sister? I don't have a sister."

"I...but... Mr. Qiao of the Qiao Group! You... are you a spy sent by the company next door??"

……

"Mr. Qiao, how did you know that I'm a spy?"

Jiang Xin felt helpless and at the same time felt a little funny.

"Because...because you are beautiful! My father said...the shopping mall is like a battlefield...we must guard against the beautiful vixen at any time!"

Qiao Ling narrowed her eyes and said to Jiang Xinru.

Her tone was exceptionally slow, every single word seemed to be branded on Jiang Xin's heart...in exchange for some joy.

……

...Why do you feel a little happy to be scolded as a vixen?

Before Jiang Xin could reply, Qiao Ling's sense of drama came online again in the next second.

"...Speak! You woman...what purpose do you have for approaching me!!"

……

Mr. Qiao, didn't you get the script of the domineering president today?

Jiang Xin's head hurt even more, thinking of treating a drunk person like a child, she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down again, and patiently took what Mr. Qiao said.

"Mr. Qiao, I was specially sent by your father to take care of you."

Who knows that it's okay if you don't say this sentence, but once you say this sentence, you hit a minefield again.

Qiao Ling's mood became a little agitated.

...As if eye drops were dripped in an instant, tears flashed from the corners of Qiao Ling's eyes, and her voice was also tinged with tears.

"I... my father? He... he's gone... woo woo woo..."

Qiao Ling's tears were on the verge of falling, and her expression was aggrieved. Somehow, it touched the softness deep in Jiang Xin's heart, making her feel a little... distressed.

"It's okay...it's okay, my father is gone and I'll be with you... Be good, don't cry, okay?"

Jiang Xin patted Qiao Ling's shoulder, and found that Mr. Qiao, who looked strong, strong and unsmiling before, turned out to be so pitiful today. The delicate body curled up on the sofa carried the obvious weakness of a woman.

Qiao Ling raised her head, with tears still in the corners of her eyes: "Then... are you the fairy sister my father sent to take care of me?"

……

"right."

It doesn't matter if it is a fairy or not... as long as you have an identity, everything is easy to talk about!

After finally coaxing Qiao Ling, Jiang Xin heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to reach out her hand, but the next second, Mr. Qiao took her hand.

The white and tender hands were very soft, and there was a bit of coolness in them.

"Come on, hold me, don't get lost."

……

What's with this doting tone? ?

How can you speak in such a seductive tone to a little fairy you just met? ?

Did you change the script temporarily? ?

Feeling the coolness at the fingertips, listening to the words that are close at hand like lines from an idol drama, a pool of spring water in Jiang Xin's heart swayed gently, as if there were soft feathers unintentionally tugging at the heartstrings.

……

wake up.

Qiao Ling was still drunk.

"...Mr. Qiao?" Jiang Xin asked softly tentatively.

Qiao Ling frowned, and directly changed the way the two held hands to interlocking fingers.

"Why do you still call me Mr. Qiao?"

"Didn't you tell me not to call me that in the future?"

……

Then, what should I call you this fairy? ?

"Little girl, didn't I tell you last time?"

"I want to call you baby, do you know?"

Qiao Ling approached suddenly, and the slightly drunken hot air blew over with a woman's fragrance, and exploded in her mind together with the beautiful tune.

……

baby? ? ?

This is a foul! !

Mr. Joe! !Please respect yourself! !

The tip of Jiang Xin's tongue trembled a little. She was usually eloquent but now facing the drunk Qiao Ling, she couldn't speak at all...

She felt that Qiao Ling's tone of voice was inexplicably familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before, but now her mind was in a fog, but she couldn't figure out where she had heard it before.

Maybe it was Qiao Ling's drunkenness that infected her too, Jiang Xin actually felt a little dizzy at the moment, only her pounding heartbeat reminded her that the situation was a little dangerous.

So Teacher Jiang speeded up and quickly escorted Qiao Ling back to the room, without talking to this dangerous person again.

Fortunately, along the way, Qiao Ling was quite well-behaved and did not mess around anymore.

...It was the unignorable smile in her eyes that made her heart tremble a few times.

After entering the room, Jiang Xin used the tone of coaxing children again, and after all the hard work, she finally tricked Qiao Ling into lying down on the bed.

She sat on the edge of the bed and gently covered Qiao Ling with a quilt, and was about to go out and fetch a hot towel to wipe Mr. Qiao's face.

Just as he was about to get up, he was pulled down again by a strong force.

Jiang Xin looked back... Sure enough, she saw Qiao Ling looking at her with burning eyes. At the same time, someone grabbed her wrist...

"...You hate me so much?? Can't wait to leave my side??"

……

What kind of high-level play is this that the domineering president falls in love with me? ?

Mr. Qiao, can you stop your sense of drama that has no place to rest? ?

"Mr. Qiao, I'm just going to get you a towel to wipe your face."

Jiang Xin's tone was a little helpless.

After she finished speaking, she found that Qiao Ling was still staring at her non-stop, with a disbelieving expression - you are a very bad woman, I believe you.

Teacher Jiang closed his eyes, and with a sudden heart, he decided to "fight" Qiao Ling with his professionalism in dubbing and playing.

"Baby, be obedient ~ I'll come back as soon as I go ~ wait for me on the bed obediently... okay?"

Jiang Xin automatically switched the tone to the enchanting Yujie tone according to the current plot, and the charming tone is like the rippling willows in early spring, dancing in the air with a unique beauty.

Hearing these words, Qiao Ling blinked, and seeing Teacher Jiang's gentle smile, she let go of Jiang Xin's hand obediently.

"Ah."