President Ba’s Little Rose

Hearing the words, Shen Xizhi glanced at him, stepped forward silently, raised his eyes, and stared at him.

The little girl had a stern face and her expression was extremely serious.

Qiao Zong chuckled lightly, and continued to tease her with interest: "What? I was so embarrassed by my brother to say it?"

Shen Xizhi put his hand on the edge of the door and stretched out an index finger at him.

"You want to scold your brother again?" Qiao Zong frowned slightly, leaned against the door, his eyelids drooped, his hand loosened the doorknob, and he spread out to the sides at will, his tone particularly lazy: "I don't think I am. Where is the rogue."

Shen Xizhi was completely angry.

The girl's angry appearance was vivid, her apricot eyes seemed to be venting fire, and she silently pushed the door shut.

Qiao Zong was unprepared for a while and was pushed back by her.

He restrained his expression, stopped joking, put his shoulder against the door, and pulled Shen Xizhi's hand with the other hand, "Xiao Xizhi, I'm joking, don't be angry."

Shen Xizhi raised his eyes and glared at him, in a somewhat questioning tone: "Are you kidding like this to anyone?"

"Huh?" Qiao Zong didn't understand, raising his eyebrows slightly: "What?"

Shen Xizhi was silent again, she flattened her mouth.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Qiao Zong said: "I have never made such a joke with anyone."

"A liar." Shen Xizhi moved her fingers, hesitated for a few seconds, and then went to close the door again.

The little girl is angry and cute.

Qiao Zong said funny: "I didn't lie to you."

Shen Xizhi paused, raised her head, and listed the evidence one by one: "My brother said that when you were in college, everyone thought you were a couple."

Qiao Zong: "..."

Shen Xizhi continued: "You also asked Qi Nian if he fell in love with you."

Qiao Zong: "..."

Shen Xizhi accused, "You still act like a baby with my brother."

"...No," Qiao Zong asked absurdly: "I acted like a baby with your brother? When did I act like a baby with your brother?"

"Ask my brother, isn't he the one below." Shen Xizhi recalled, her lips straightened: "When you act like a baby, my brother will admit it."

"Is that acting like a baby?" Qiao Zong's eyes twitched, and he seemed to think that "acting like a baby" mentioned by Shen Xizhi was extremely unbelievable.

Shen Xizhi bulged the right cheek. The girl's voice was pretty and unreasonable: "I said yes."

Qiao Zong gave a dull laugh, and stroked his chin suddenly.

He suddenly leaned forward, his black eyes met Shen Xizhi's gaze. Those beautiful peach eyes were bent under the lens. He raised his eyebrows and asked slowly, "Zhizhi, are you jealous?" "

Shen Xizhi: "..."

After being stabbed in her mind, Shen Xizhi gave him a shameful glance.

The little girl got angry, like a little beast with exploded hair.

Joe straightened up.

The next moment, Shen Xizhi forced him out of the room.

Qiao didn't resist, he was standing in the hallway, the sunlight reflected on his shoulders through the window, and the golden lines on the shirt collar reflected light. His eyebrows are lined up extremely richly.

He tilted his head, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, chuckled, his Adam's apple rolled: "Little girlfriend."

Shen Xizhi's heart was crumpled, she glanced at him involuntarily, and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Seriously, my brother was just talking to them for fun." Qiao Zong explained, his face was open, and he didn't seem to feel that there was anything to mind about this kind of joke.

His indifferent look made Shen Xizhi even more angry.

Even though Qiao was not angry, she seemed to be so stingy. She squinted at him and uttered a word: "Oh."

"However, I have never teased a girl like this." Qiao Zong scratched his brow bones with his fingers, and his eyes were gentle: "Brother is not talking about this when I say this to you."

Shen Xizhi pretended to be uncomfortable, and answered indifferently, "Oh."

In her heart, because of these words, a small light-colored flower quietly bloomed and danced brilliantly in the wind.

"Still jealous?" Qiao Zong stretched out his hand, and gently pinched her ears with two fingers, with a playful look: "Little girl, you are really jealous."

Shen Xizhi took off his hand and said in an aggressive tone, "Can't I be jealous?"

Qiao Zong raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Of course."

Shen Xizhi "snorted": "Then why are you talking about me."

"I didn't say you." Qiao Zong said with a smile in his eyes, "My girlfriend is jealous, my brother is too happy."

Shen Xizhi slammed the door shut.

She turned around, leaned her back against the wooden door, raised her hand to touch her face.

It's hot and scary.

Her heart also seemed to be stuffed with a spoonful of honey, sweet and greasy.

After a while, the door was knocked again.

Shen Xizhi hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over again, holding the doorknob in his hand and unscrewing it.

This time it was not Qiao Zong, but a middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny.

When she saw Shen Xizhi, she showed a kind smile, "Miss Shen, Mr. asked me to send you clothes."

Shen Xizhi glanced down at her pajamas, scratched her hair awkwardly, and said cautiously, "Thank you, Auntie."

The woman's smile suddenly became brighter, with a chrysanthemum blooming out of the corner of her eyes, with layers of wrinkles squeezed together. She said: "Miss Shen just call me Aunt Zhao. You can change your clothes and come down for dinner."

Shen Xizhi nodded slightly: "Okay."

"Then I will go down first?" Aunt Zhao smiled and handed her the bag, and said with a smile: "Ms. Shen, you are not in a hurry."

"Yeah." Shen Xizhi took it from her.

It was a white packaging bag, with only a small gap in the bag, but it revealed a very light fragrance. It's like mint scent.

Shen Xizhi closed the door and walked over to close the curtains.

After thinking about it, he locked the door.

She then took off her pajamas, bent over and took out the clothes from the bag.

It is a red skirt.

There are underwear, even leggings.

Shen Xizhi's face flushed again.

Qiao Zong didn’t have any clothes for girls at home. Not only did he get his pajamas for her, but even the underwear...

Shen Xizhi is a little uncomfortable wearing sleep.

She changed her underwear, put on her leggings, and went to wear that red skirt.

The size of the underwear is just right.

The skirt fits her figure.

Shen Xizhi took a picture in the mirror and adjusted her long hair, always feeling unsatisfied.

She exhaled and went to the bathroom to wash.

The new toothbrush was in the cabinet. Shen Xizhi opened the cabinet and took it out. The mouthwash cup was filled with water. She squeezed the toothpaste and started brushing her teeth.

After brushing your teeth, wash your face with a wet towel.

In the gap, she looked at the girl in the glasses again.

The girl's face was stained with water, her complexion was clean and white, her eyes were clear, but her face was reddish, as if she was drunk.

Shen Xizhi wringed out the towel and wiped off the water drops on her face little by little.

Exposed his entire face.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed on her lips.

She hung up the towel, went out, turned her red lips from her schoolbag, and evenly painted her lips in the mirror.

Half an hour later when I went downstairs.

Shen Xizhi lowered his eyes and went downstairs, glancing at a strange woman from the corner of his eye. Her footsteps stopped.

Hearing the footsteps upstairs, Qiao Jing, who was reading the newspaper on the sofa, also raised his head.

The **** the stairs was looking downstairs.

Those apricot eyes were clear, and when they looked over, their eyes were clear and lingering. The complexion is white, the face is small, the eyebrows are delicate, and the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, with a bit of aggressive beauty.

The red skirt wrapped her body, slender her waist. The sleeves are long sleeves, and the neckline does not show the mountains or dew, but it is even more fanciful.

Qiao Jing's gaze shifted downward.

It fell on the girl's knees covered by the skirt. The exposed calf was evenly fleshed and the ankle was thin.

Qiao Jing moved her eyebrows, glanced at Qiao Zong on the other sofa, and asked with her lips: Shen Xizhi?

Qiao looked at the girl's figure and narrowed his eyes lightly. He beckoned and said softly, "Zhizhi, come down."

"..."

Qiao Jing's eyes immediately became subtle.

Her brother is gentle on the surface and can get along with anyone.

However, in fact, he is the most indifferent and easy to contact people.

Qiao Jing originally thought that Qiao Zong would like the kind of talented and light-tempered women. After all, most of Qiao Zong's favorite things can lean towards Fengya.

He doesn't like to talk very much when he is alone, and he can play with anything quietly all day long.

But the young girl named Shen Xizhi in front of her was completely different.

Her eyebrows are too glamorous, and her eyes are clear, but they are also aggressive.

Especially, this girl's figure is still so...

Qiao Jing rubbed his eyebrows and sighed impenetrably.

With the sound of Qiao Zong's fall, the girl's step downstairs was obviously quickened. Almost the moment Qiao Jing shook her mind, the girl reached the first floor.

Qiao Jing was thinking of speaking out.

The girl ran to Qiao Zong in small steps, and Qiao Zong looked up at her, her expression was conniving that others could tell at a glance.

In Qiao Jing's eyes.

The girl in the red skirt sat directly on Qiao Zong's lap.

Qiao Jing: "?"

Qiao Zong was also stunned.

In a daze, Shen Xizhi wrapped one arm around Qiao Zong's neck. She tilted her head, looked at Qiao Jing provocatively, and winked her eyebrows.

Qiao Jing: "???"

Shen Xizhi lowered her head and kissed Qiao Zong heavily.

There was a "pop" sound.

Qiao Zong held her waist, raised his hand, and touched the place where she had been kissed by his index finger, and asked amusedly: "What's the matter?"

The little girl glanced at Qiao Jing who had been silent, but stared at them.

She hummed: "I want my boyfriend to hug me to dinner."

Her voice was sweet and greasy, and she was acting like a baby almost recklessly.

Qiao Zong's eyelids twitched, a little unbearable. He asked softly: "Are you upset?"

Shen Xizhi continued to hum and chirp, and said pretentiously, "I want to feed my boyfriend."

Qiao Jing: "???"

Qiao's eyes darkened slightly, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and the arm that held her waist tightened.

Shen Xizhi noticed that the corners of her lips were bowed triumphantly, and one side of her eyes seemed to have just noticed Qiao Jing.

She frowned her eyebrows, lowered her head, and asked in an innocent tone: "Brother Qiao Zong, who is this sister? Why don't Zhizhi know him?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

Qiao Zong only tasted at this time.

He raised his hand and squeezed the little girl's face. He was speechless to the point of joy. He pointed to Qiao Jing and introduced it naturally: "My sister, Qiao Jing."

Shen Xizhi's expression froze, she forgot to blink, she slowly rolled her eyes, and looked at Qiao Jing: "...Huh?"

Qiao Jing held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but smile. She put down the newspaper in her hand, bent her lips, and said as kindly as possible: "Zhizhi, hello, I am Qiao Zong's sister, Qiao Jing."

Shen Xizhi bit her lip blankly, and climbed onto her face in embarrassment. She lowered her head abruptly and buried her face between Qiao Zong's neck. Then, he closed his eyes tightly.

Qiao looked down, grabbed one of her hands, playing with the taste: "Xiao Xizhi, do you want your boyfriend to hug you for dinner?"