Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

"Yes Yu Qiqi sighed, his eyes drooping, covering the glittering light in his eyes. "He decided to work overtime in the company temporarily today. I'll go to dinner myself later."

People in the world depend on their acting skills.

Please call her Yu yinghou.

"That's it

Wang Miaomiao covered his eyes with a trace of gloom, shuffled everything into his schoolbag, and then walked out.

Yu Qiqi and Jiang Shanshan also put on their coats to see her off.

When getting on the bus, Wang Miaomiao asked: "Shanshan, would you like to have the driver take you home?"

Jiang Shanshan rolled her eyes in her heart.

This is the driver of Yu Qiqi's family, not going home. How can she take it for granted?

"No, I just called our driver. He's on his way now."

With a bang, Jiang Shanshan closed the door for her and clapped her hands. "After all, uncle Han hasn't eaten yet. I'm not willing to send me home hungry."

Although uncle Han has not finished his meal, he has had afternoon tea and is not hungry now.

However, uncle Han is also an individual. He can see that their little wife and miss Shanshan don't like the girl in the back seat, so he said with a smile, "thank you very much, Miss Shanshan."

"It should be."

Wang Miaomiao turned pale.

Jiang Shanshan said from the side that she was not sensible.

Jiang Shanshan didn't have time to guess her mind. She waved goodbye to him. "Goodbye, Wang Miaomiao."

Uncle Han can also see the impatience of the two people standing outside the car. He turns the key and starts the car.

The sound of starting the gas pedal sounded, and Wang Miaomiao regained her mind as if she had just awakened from a dream. She quickly lowered the window and poked her head out.

"Yu Qiqi, can I come to you tomorrow to do my homework?"

Jiang Shanshan takes the lead. "I'm sorry, I'm going to practice Taekwondo with Qiqi tomorrow."

"Where are you going..." practicing taekwondo?

Before the last five words were uttered, uncle Han's car just popped up like an arrow from the string, and Wang Miaomiao didn't have time to export the last five words.

Uncle Han looks at Wang Miaomiao through the rearview mirror, and there is a trace of disdain in his turbid eyes.

Didn't she see the impatience in their little lady's eyes?

Why is the little girl so cheeky?

Xiao Shao's wife is thin skinned and can't say no, so she has to let him do it.

Wang Miaomiao sat back in the car, lost for a long time, saw Uncle Han in the driver's seat, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Uncle Han, do you know where to contact Taekwondo?"

Korean style is their housekeeper. He often sends Yu Qiqi to Taekwondo Hall. He must also know the address of Taekwondo.

"Every time miss Qiqi goes to practice taekwondo, our young master drives her, so the address... I really don't know."

Wang Miaomiao chokes on Uncle Han's dog food.

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"Han Shuzhen is really a good assistant!"

Looking at the car that has become a black spot, Jiang Shanshan sighed.

Thinking of Wang Miaomiao's face like eating excrement, he turned his mouth disdainfully, "77, I'm hungry. Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, too."

Yu Qiqi is in the habit of having afternoon tea, but I don't know why. Seeing Wang Miaomiao here, she suddenly lost her appetite.

Now as soon as Wang Miaomiao left, she felt her five zang organs Temple calling.