Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1285 Big hand holding small hand
"Really?" Qiao Chengfan raised his face.

"real."

"Then Qiqi, you have to come and see me early." Qiao Chengfan became very obedient again, "Come and see the baby on his birthday, okay?"

"Qiqi will do her best."

Qiao Chengfan was afraid of making Ye Jiaqi unhappy, so he nodded and didn't bother him any more.

His Qiqi also has to go to school, he can't make Qiqi unhappy.

But he still insisted on taking Ye Jiaqi to the airport.

Ye Jiaqi tied the scarf for him, and after confirming that he would not be frozen, he took him with one hand and the suitcase with the other and walked out of the manor.

The past few days in the manor are peaceful and warm, very unforgettable.

Two figures, one big and one small, one tall and one short, walked in the manor, slowly, from the living room to the gate, away from the manor.

The sun's rays lengthen their shadows.

Ye Jiaqi and Qiao Chengfan walked side by side, big hands holding small hands, neither of them let go.

The manor is like a peaceful landscape painting, and they are like people walking on the painting.

The winter is quiet and long.

Qiao residence.

It is evening in China.

As the sun sets, colorful clouds fall all over the place.

After talking on the phone with Ye Jiaqi, Josnian put down his phone, went to the window and lit a cigarette.

The smoke enveloped his handsome edges and slowly rose, making the man in front of the window more noble and arrogant.

His slender figure was elongated by the light, and he stood alone on the floor.

After smoking half of the cigarette, he stretched his long legs and sat on the sofa in the living room, and opened the tablet.

Fingers are natural, and I am used to pointing into a website.

That's the official website of the University of Chicago.

Josnian habitually read it from beginning to end and never missed any news.

This semester, she is still the first-class scholarship recipient of the School of Journalism.

Below is her photo in simple English——

Long black hair, a reiki smiling face, a white sweater, and a light blue coat.

In China, she rarely ranks first in the exam.

After going abroad, she won the first place every time, and never fell behind.

In China, she won the first place, so she must show it off to him. She was so happy that everyone in Qiao's house could know about it.

In foreign countries, she also showed off to Cheng Yuzhi in this way, right?

A trace of indifference slipped across Josnian's cold eyes, and suddenly, the trace was shattered and disappeared.

His slender fingers slid across the tablet, page by page, browsing every piece of news.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

"Master Qiao, are you free tonight? I'm going to a party and I want to invite you to join me." Han Yurou's voice sounded softly.

"Did Han Yun ask you to call me?"

Han Yurou on the other end nodded: "My father said, let me invite you to try."

Josnian smiled.

Han Yun still didn't die.

"I also want you to go with me in my heart." Han Yurou quickly explained, "Are you willing to come? If not, forget it."

"In the future, don't call me again."

Han Yurou was surprised, bit her lip, and said nothing for a long time.

She grew up like a star, but only here in Josnian, she was rejected many times.

It seemed that his patience with her was becoming more and more limited.

Where is she not good enough?

Han Yurou didn't quite understand.

But Josnian refused, and she was too embarrassed to pester her any longer, so she nodded, "I see, I'm sorry, Master Qiao."

"You don't need to be sorry, you pass the same message to Han Yun." Josnian said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)