Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 307 The heart is itchy, crispy

An Qiyue smiled, walked straight to the sofa, and put down the handbag.

The other party dressed very casually today, without deliberately modifying or dressing up.

The dark green round woolen sweater set off his fair and clean face, his sexy collarbone was looming, his lower body was also dark pants, and a gray windbreaker was hanging on the hanger.

Because he has always maintained Wen Xi's smile, this outfit is not only not so dull, but also adds a sense of jade-like elegance and extraordinary elegance.

She took the menu handed over by the man, sat opposite him, ordered a few dishes at random, and said: "Left Bureau, you don't look like a formal suit, and your temperament is as elegant as ink, which suits you very well."

Zuo Qing's dark and thick eyes flickered under the lens, who doesn't like to hear something nice?

Especially the nice words came from a beautiful woman.

Naturally, men find it very useful, and their mood is different from before.

He said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Miss An has wiped honey on her mouth, she speaks so sweetly."

An Qiyue ordered the dishes and closed the menu, raised her head and looked at Zuo Qing generously.

She said: "Left Bureau, you ask me out, I believe it's not just a meal, it's that simple, right?"

Zuo Qing...he really wanted to say, it's as simple as eating a meal.

However, if it was just for eating, it seemed difficult to ask her out.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, and he said carefully, "Well, Ms. An, if you think simple, you can be simple, and if you don't think simple, you don't need to be simple!"

An Qiyue was delighted to hear this, the young talent of affection played a roundabout tactic with her.

Compared with Ji Liunian, a man who acts rashly, he is so inconspicuous and gets along with each other, which is more difficult to figure out and easy to burn the brain.

She said: "Left Bureau, you really know how to joke."

Zuo Qing called the waiter to place an order, and asked An Qiyue casually, "What would you like to drink?"

An Qiyue hooked her lips and smiled lightly, and said, "I can do whatever Zuo Ju likes!"

Zuo Qing is a gentleman, so he can't just drink white at noon, he said to the waiter: "I want a bottle of Lafite!"

As soon as the waiter closed the door, An Qiyue brought the topic straight to the point.

She said: "Left Bureau, I am a quick-talking person. I don't like to beat around the bush when I speak, and I prefer to get straight to the point. If you have something to say, you might as well just say it!"

Zuo Qing lifted the teapot with blue and white strokes, and poured the tea from top to bottom, showing excellent self-cultivation.

In the past, An Qiyue would think that people in the upper class drink tea, but it's arty to pretend to be coercive, but it's obviously not the case now.

There is a kind of person who is born with the temperament of a literati.

Even if it's just drinking tea, it will give people the illusion that this pleasing habit seems to be engraved in his bones, and it will only add to the cake.

Zuo Qing handed the cup of poured tea to An Qiyue, and said, "West Lake Longjing, try it!"

An Qiyue picked up the white tea cup, her hands were moist and slender, and her fingertips gracefully fell on the rim of the cup, giving people a feeling of elegance and orchid.

Zuo Qing suddenly envied that small cup, wondering what it felt like to hold that hand in his palm.

In short, just looking at the hand holding the cup at this moment, his heart is itchy, crisp, and full of spring!

An Qiyue took a sip of tea, put down the cup, hooked her lips and said with a smile: "It smells rich and fragrant, and the drink is sweet and delicious, with a little astringency in the throat, which is not bad."

Zuo Qing picked up the cup in front of him, pecked it with a small mouth, and smiled elegantly: "Miss An, she is a person who understands tea, what she said is absolutely right."

An Qiyue... I don't know what a fart, I didn't come here to drink tea with you and chat your teeth.

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