Chapter 612 She's a shrew!

With that said, Bai Mengmeng pushed Jin An towards the direction of the noise, and arrived at the "battlefield" in a short while.

"Brother Jin!"

Before Bai Mengmeng pushed Jin An to stand still, Su Qing'er noticed the two people walking over.

She raised her hand to wipe the coffee off her face, and immediately rushed towards Jin An with a mournful face. If it wasn't for Bai Mengmeng's sharp eyesight and quick hand to drag her back, Su Qing'er's whole body of coffee would have rubbed all over Jin An's lap.

"In public, how decent is it?" Jin An's cold voice slowly floated in the coffee shop, his cold eyes wandered around, and the people who had been secretly watching the show didn't realize it looked back.

Su Qing'er knew she was wrong, so she used the other hand to wipe the coffee stains on the other sleeve indiscriminately, completely unaware of how bad her face was...

A deep cold flashed across Jin An's gloomy eyes, and he looked at Ai Pulan and Su Qing'er with a cold face, "What happened just now?"

"Brother Jin, this liar insists that he is Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones clearly..."

"He is Mr. Jones, and his full name is Epland Jones." Jin An replied to Su Qing'er coldly, his deep eyes were like a bottomless vortex, making people daunting.

Su Qing'er opened her mouth, looked at Jin An in surprise, then turned her head to look at Epulan, "Brother Jin, you mean, this is the person I will marry in the future?"

She couldn't believe it, how could that handsome man just a few days ago have turned into a blond foreign thing in just a few days?
Jin An nodded slightly, as an answer to Su Qing'er's words.

"I said, Ms. Su, since you and I already know the identity of the other party, let's continue with this marriage." Epland said, and sat down slowly with a half-hearted smile on his face.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Qing'er, seeing that her face was even uglier than before, so he added, "I don't mind at all if you look bad or have a bad temper, as long as you agree to marry me when the time comes." enough."

Saying that, Epland leaned back on the chair in a relaxed manner again, even though there were large coffee stains on his chest, it didn't affect his lazy posture in the slightest.

"Bah! You're dreaming!" Su Qing'er said, wanting to pick up the coffee from the table and pour Epura again, but unfortunately the coffee on their table was spilled by the two of them early in the morning.

She turned around and took a cup of coffee from the table next to her, and without thinking about it, she thought about Epland and poured it over.

I just don't know when there was an older person beside Epland. She just poured coffee and didn't notice it at all.

So a whole cup of coffee was poured on the old man.

"Dad, are you okay..." Epland was stunned for a moment when he looked at his father whose face had been splashed with coffee, but then felt a little funny.

Mr. Jones was originally a standard oriental, but he liked the western way of growing his beard. Just now, Su Qing'er poured half of his beloved beard with almost nothing left in a cup of coffee.

Now that semi-wet beard is still dripping coffee beads on the ground, that picture is simply too beautiful...

"She, she, this woman is the girlfriend you said has only a little temper?" Mr. Jones resisted the urge to slap this unfilial son to death, and stared at Epland with round eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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