Madam, hold your little vest

Chapter 11 Qiao Ya
After Qiao Su and Shi Ye finished talking, they returned to Qiao's compound. As soon as they entered the gate, they saw a man about 25 or [-] years old sitting on the sofa.

He has a pair of sword eyebrows, implying sharp phoenix eyes, long and straight eyelashes curled up one by one, more beautiful than how many times he has applied mascara, a tall nose, thin lips with clear water chestnuts, and a kind of elegance all over his body The temperament is like the blossoming lotus in a spring, lost and isolated, out of the mud but not stained, clean and clear but not demonic.

who is he?Qiao Su thought secretly.

After recalling it carefully in his mind, he recalled the information his subordinates checked, and it turned out to be her brother——Qiao Ya.

Qiao Su walked into the villa, Qiao Ya looked up, and then saw her younger sister, stood up immediately, walked to Qiao Su and said:
"Susu, brother didn't attend your banquet, are you not angry?"

There was an unconcealable joy in his plain eyes.In the eyes that are as clear as water, there is a silent concern for her.

Actually, Qiao Ya didn't have a holiday today, he sneaked out, I'm afraid he will be punished if he goes back.

But even so, it didn't catch up with Josu's banquet.

"No."

In fact, she didn't know Qiao Ya well, or even at all. Why did he care about her so much?Could it be the result of blood connection?

Qiao Su doesn't know, the two of them are unfamiliar, but there is another thing in this world called sister control.Even if you are not familiar, it can make you mature.

"It's fine if you don't."

He smiled lightly, the world was overshadowed, and his elegant temperament became more and more obvious.

Qiao Su was stunned for a moment, the genes of this Qiao family are really good, all of them are handsome men and beautiful women.

Don't you know she is a face control?She can hardly resist it!
"Susu, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Su came back to his senses and replied lightly: "It's okay, I'll go back to my room first."

Qiao Ya originally planned to chat with his baby sister for a while, but seeing Qiao Su's tired expression, he asked her to go back to rest.

Anyway, he ran out secretly, and he will be punished. It should be fine to stay at home for a few more days, um, it's fine.

The recruits waiting for Qiao Ya's training in the team: "...Instructor, have you considered our feelings?"

As soon as Qiao Su returned home, he turned on his mobile phone, clicked on a message page named Y, and sent a message: Before tomorrow afternoon, I want the Lin family to disappear from the capital.

Qiao Su put down his cell phone, lay on the big bed, and fell asleep after a while. He was really tired from preparing for the banquet all day long.

After Qiao Su fell asleep, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly lit up, and it should be a message from her subordinates.

Clean and tidy, this is a subconscious interpretation of this news, how should I put it?Just like a machine without emotion, it will only blindly obey all the orders of its master. If someone is here, they will definitely think of two words - dead man.

Qiao Su did train dead men himself, but the number was not many. The key point is that it is too difficult to train dead men. Most people in the world have feelings, have their own concerns, and have people they can't forget.

There are too few people who have nothing and no feelings.

Even Qiao Su only cultivated 24. She was too lazy to name them, so she formed the English alphabet. The Y just now was the bottom of the dead.

But even if he was at the bottom, he was comparable to the second-tier killer of an international organization. It was not easy to kill Lin Fei.

The dead man is loyal to his master all his life, so this can be regarded as Qiao Su's hole card, and no one else knows except acquaintances.

----the next day----

Qiao Su went out for a morning run as usual, but met his elder brother Qiao Ya. Qiao Ya was a soldier, so it was not strange to get up early and run in the morning.

"Sister, come for a morning jog too!"

"Ah."

Qiao Ya saw that Qiao Su ran five laps without blushing, her heart was not beating, and her steps were uniform. If she took a closer look, she could find that every step she took was the same distance, not even the slightest difference. Even a soldier like him can run better.

Qiao Ya's face was dark and unclear, and the drooping eyelashes concealed the emotion in his eyes.

"Sister, how was your life before...?"

Qiao Ya asked seemingly casually:
"not bad."

"Oh."

After Qiao Ya finished speaking, she didn't ask any more questions, but continued running with Qiao Su.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak, and they didn't have such a relationship. Instead, there was a strange feeling.

Qiao Su and Qiao Ya returned to Qiao Su's villa. Qiao Renzhong and Bai An had already started eating. When Qiao Renzhong saw Qiao Su, he quickly stood up and walked in front of Qiao Su, intending to wipe the pimples on Qiao Su's forehead with a handkerchief thin sweat.

Just as the handkerchief touched his forehead, Qiao Su avoided it.

In her opinion, she recognized Qiao Renzhong, but she didn't know him well enough to wipe her sweat off. At most, she was familiar with him.

Qiao Renzhong saw Qiao Su dodging, smiled awkwardly, stuffed his handkerchief into his pocket, and said to Qiao Su: "Susu, take a shower quickly and come down to eat."

Then she said to Qiao Ya behind, "Go take a shower and come down to eat."

Qiao Ya pursed her lips and smiled softly, her gentle face was full of helplessness: Sure enough, if you have a daughter, you don't want a son.

(End of this chapter)