Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1148 Master Qiao, I'm Waiting For You

It was very dry at night, the moonlight shone on the ground, and the yellow color fell on Ye Jiaqi's body.

She looked down at her feet.

Familiar plants and trees.

She is wearing a white coat today, with a wine red scarf around her neck, which is very sweet.

Her hair is long and slightly curly at the ends, adding a bit of charm to her sweetness.

In winter, it is windy and cold, and there is a state of withering everywhere.

She was waiting, waiting silently.

The scarf covered half of her face, but it still couldn't stop the cold night.

She shivered twice, clapped her hands, her eyes were filled with white mist, and there were still crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes.

Counting, since she came to the capital, she has never missed the winter in the capital.

The memory is a little off.

Every winter, her hands and feet are always cold, and the cold feeling keeps her from tossing and turning at night.

At that time, she always liked to run into Josnian's room in the middle of the night and play coquettishly with him: "It's cold."

Josnian avoided suspicion and would not refuse in person, but he would not sleep with her under the same quilt either.

When she came over, he would sleep on the sofa and give her the warm blanket.

He knew that her hands and feet were cold, especially when she was on her period.

Strange to say, every time she sleeps on his bed and smells his scent on his pillow, she can always fall asleep peacefully and sleep until dawn.

She likes his quilt, very much.

No matter how old he was, Josnian was not very happy, and became more and more avoidant.

After about 15 years old, when she went into his room again, he couldn't even open the door.

Ye Jiaqi had no choice but to go back and get back into his cold bed.

In today's winter, she still has cold hands and feet, and the disease brought about by her mother's womb cannot be cured.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqi was standing in the wind, a little cold.

Neither the coat nor the scarf could hide the biting chill of the capital city, which cut her face like a knife.

Biting cold.

After standing under the open air for half an hour, she couldn't hold on anymore, her feet were numb.

She stomped her feet vigorously and clapped her hands.

Under the open sky, her figure was particularly lonely.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't bear it.

Has he not come back yet?
She didn't dare to go to the gate of Qiao's residence, because she knew that he had issued an order that idlers could not enter.

She can definitely wait for him. She has a lot to say, and she wants to ask him face to face.

But, it's really cold.

"Josnian, Josnian..." She said his name, "Why haven't you come back..."

She is so cold.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't bear it anymore, she took out her phone from her coat pocket tremblingly, her fingers were shaking.

She called Josnian's cell phone number.

She came to China to change the SIM card, but she didn't know if he would pick it up or not.

Sure enough, no one answered the first time.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were red from the cold, and she took a breath of hot air from her mouth.

A light mist began to float in the air, and her forehead hair was wet.

She has never tried to wait for someone in such cold weather...

For more than 20 years, the person she has waited for the most is him.

After calling a third time, someone finally answered.

"Hello." Josnian said in his usual cold voice.

"Master Qiao, I'm waiting for you." Ye Jiaqi's voice was trembling, very soft.

Josnian's heart skipped a beat and his breath became short of breath: "Where are you?"

"You, at the door of your house." After speaking, Ye Jiaqi couldn't hold on anymore, his fingers were numb from the cold.

With a "boom", the phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, smashing the screen.

(End of this chapter)