Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
"Because I'm not hungry."
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
She had a light meal at the stable at noon, and now she was already hungry.
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
She had a light meal at the stable at noon, and now she was already hungry.
Zhao Fengqing never remembered the Qixi Festival in previous years.
So she felt relieved.
The restaurant is on the sixth floor and three shrimp dumplings cost more than fifty yuan.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
As she approached the door, she checked the lock.
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
She also turned and left.
Zhao Fengqing loved to see him look unhappy. The more she saw him, the happier she became. "My current boyfriend, let's go square dance together."
Jiang Jing said "hmm".
Still locked.
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
She waited for five minutes and then pouted. This boyfriend is good-looking, but there is nothing else good about him.
Many people along the way greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."
Zhao Fengqing was lucky enough to witness this scene of being surrounded by people, and she was very pleased. At the same time, she made a new discovery: even if she saw a demon like the boss of Hongwo, she still felt that Jiang Jing's type was her type.
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
"Yeah." Jiang Jing still replied with this word.
So she felt relieved.
As soon as she and Jiang Jing arrived at the gate of Hongwo, they heard a commotion ahead and a woman's scream, "The boss is here!"
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
So she harassed him loudly, "Mr. Jiang, where are we going to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day tonight? Will there be food?"
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
"Three meals a day and a place to stay at night. To put it simply, it's about eating and sleeping."
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
His back looks very similar to that of the past.
In case she forgot, he made a point to remind her, "Page 3 of the agreement, line 3."
After all, she likes the cold and lonely moon.
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
Jiang Jing sat at the table, and her posture seemed to be the same as before she went to bed.
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
His back looks very similar to that of the past.
Jiang Jing did not reply.
She smiled: "It's OK."
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing had the wild and erotic charm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old. Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes of snacks on the table, "Eat what you want, I'll pay."
She smiled: "It's OK."
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Zhao Fengqing was puzzled: "Are we just having fun tonight?" She thought he needed a woman who was pretending to be his girlfriend to perform on stage tonight.
He heard it, but ignored it.
But she got angry and didn't want to care about him, so she joined the ranks of the square dancing aunties.
Still locked.
He flashed at the door and went in.
So she harassed him loudly, "Mr. Jiang, where are we going to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day tonight? Will there be food?"
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were indeed not as clear as usual. She suddenly reached out and touched his chin frivolously, her eyes and eyebrows teasing, "Now you have good taste."
Seeing this scene, she suddenly remembered what Rao Zi said. According to his description, the boss of Hongwo was so handsome that he was hated by everyone.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
So, Jiang Jing made a decision that made Zhao Fengqing want to go crazy.
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
This boss is so handsome that he is hated by everyone.
Seeing this scene, she suddenly remembered what Rao Zi said. According to his description, the boss of Hongwo was so handsome that he was hated by everyone.
"Three meals a day and a place to stay at night. To put it simply, it's about eating and sleeping."
"Red Nest."
He heard it, but ignored it.
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
She had a light meal at the stable at noon, and now she was already hungry.
So she harassed him loudly, "Mr. Jiang, where are we going to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day tonight? Will there be food?"
He knew she had no ambitions, so he was not surprised by her answer. "I'll be out at 5:30."
As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Jing said, "Ms. Zhao, please have some professional ethics. The agreement states that you are not allowed to roll your eyes."
She also turned and left.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
So she felt relieved.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
Still locked.
Jiang Jin stood among the crowd, his face so cold that ice chips could fall off.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
Zhao Fengqing smiled and waved goodbye to the aunties, then jumped in front of Jiang Jing and flirtatiously lifted her long hair, "Is your boyfriend mesmerized by my dancing?"
The legendary boss actually showed up tonight.
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
He knew she had no ambitions, so he was not surprised by her answer. "I'll be out at 5:30."
The restaurant is on the sixth floor and three shrimp dumplings cost more than fifty yuan.
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
"Red Nest."
When Zhao Fengqing saw the price, he remembered his meager salary, so he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jing: "Boyfriend, give me a free meal."
He knew she had no ambitions, so he was not surprised by her answer. "I'll be out at 5:30."
"Zhao Fengqing."
Jiang Jing did not reply.
As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Jing said, "Ms. Zhao, please have some professional ethics. The agreement states that you are not allowed to roll your eyes."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
In case she forgot, he made a point to remind her, "Page 3 of the agreement, line 3."
She waited for five minutes and then pouted. This boyfriend is good-looking, but there is nothing else good about him.
She turned her head.
She was afraid of his intimate behavior. She frowned and said contemptuously, "Boss Jiang, your words and actions make me suspect that you are madly in love with me."
In fact, Jiang Jing couldn't remember it either. However, he didn't need to remember it. His girlfriends loved these days and wanted to hold him tightly on this day.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Jing came down.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
In case she forgot, he made a point to remind her, "Page 3 of the agreement, line 3."
She smiled: "It's OK."
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
Many people along the way greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
He showed no expression, just nodded.
He just watched her eat her fill.
"No rolling of eyes."
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
This boss is so handsome that he is hated by everyone.
Zhao Fengqing looked towards the door and saw a group of women surrounding a man.
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
"… "
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
The flash of the figure scared her so much that she couldn't swallow the shrimp dumpling in her mouth in time.
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
He said, "Come out."
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
This bar owner was born to bring disaster to the country and the people. He was full of evil spirits, like a playboy who was restless. But it was this temperament that attracted these women to him.
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing had the wild and erotic charm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old. Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes of snacks on the table, "Eat what you want, I'll pay."
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
The flash of the figure scared her so much that she couldn't swallow the shrimp dumpling in her mouth in time.
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
Through Assistant Leng's reminder, Jiang Jing knew that Qixi Festival was Valentine's Day. But who knows how to celebrate Qixi Festival. In the past, girlfriends were responsible for making arrangements, and he would cooperate politely. When he didn't want to cooperate, he would refuse.
Still locked.
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Jing said, "Ms. Zhao, please have some professional ethics. The agreement states that you are not allowed to roll your eyes."
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
Zhao Fengqing smiled and waved goodbye to the aunties, then jumped in front of Jiang Jing and flirtatiously lifted her long hair, "Is your boyfriend mesmerized by my dancing?"
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
Still locked.
Zhao Fengqing swallowed the shrimp dumplings and said, "Boss Jiang is really elusive."
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
"Red Nest."
Still locked.
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
"I'm afraid you'll default on your payment and embarrass me." He didn't mind the inquiring looks the restaurant staff cast at the table. He picked up the napkin and gently wiped her mouth.
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
In fact, Jiang Jing couldn't remember it either. However, he didn't need to remember it. His girlfriends loved these days and wanted to hold him tightly on this day.
As she approached the door, she checked the lock.
After all, she likes the cold and lonely moon.
He heard it, but ignored it.
He showed no expression, just nodded.
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
The cold and lonely moon seemed to have returned from the North Pole, and it was surrounded by cold air.
Jiang Jing was very cold, "Don't Miss Zhao's exes have any?"
She had a light meal at the stable at noon, and now she was already hungry.
He flashed at the door and went in.
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
Because it has nothing to do with her.
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
"I'm afraid you'll default on your payment and embarrass me." He didn't mind the inquiring looks the restaurant staff cast at the table. He picked up the napkin and gently wiped her mouth.
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
He said, "Come out."
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were indeed not as clear as usual. She suddenly reached out and touched his chin frivolously, her eyes and eyebrows teasing, "Now you have good taste."
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing had the wild and erotic charm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old. Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes of snacks on the table, "Eat what you want, I'll pay."
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
Zhao Fengqing snorted coldly.
Because it has nothing to do with her.
Zhao Fengqing slammed the door shut, deliberately making some noise.
When Zhao Fengqing saw the price, he remembered his meager salary, so he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jing: "Boyfriend, give me a free meal."
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
Because of his words, Zhao Fengqing ate very full.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
"… "
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
Zhao Fengqing swallowed the shrimp dumplings and said, "Boss Jiang is really elusive."
Zhao Fengqing never remembered the Qixi Festival in previous years.
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
In fact, Jiang Jing couldn't remember it either. However, he didn't need to remember it. His girlfriends loved these days and wanted to hold him tightly on this day.
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
"… "
Jiang Jing's facial features are extremely beautiful, but he is more like Leng Yue's aloofness. Most girls like him in their hearts, but dare not take the initiative to approach him.
Zhao Fengqing swallowed the shrimp dumplings and said, "Boss Jiang is really elusive."
Because it has nothing to do with her.
Because of his words, Zhao Fengqing ate very full.
Zhao Fengqing never remembered the Qixi Festival in previous years.
In case she forgot, he made a point to remind her, "Page 3 of the agreement, line 3."
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
When Zhao Fengqing saw the price, he remembered his meager salary, so he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jing: "Boyfriend, give me a free meal."
In fact, Jiang Jing couldn't remember it either. However, he didn't need to remember it. His girlfriends loved these days and wanted to hold him tightly on this day.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
She was afraid of his intimate behavior. She frowned and said contemptuously, "Boss Jiang, your words and actions make me suspect that you are madly in love with me."
Because it has nothing to do with her.
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
She was afraid of his intimate behavior. She frowned and said contemptuously, "Boss Jiang, your words and actions make me suspect that you are madly in love with me."
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were indeed not as clear as usual. She suddenly reached out and touched his chin frivolously, her eyes and eyebrows teasing, "Now you have good taste."
Jiang Jing said "hmm".
Jiang Jin stood among the crowd, his face so cold that ice chips could fall off.
She turned her head.
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
So she felt relieved.
You must know that when Rao Zi evaluated Jiang Jing's appearance, he used only one word, which was "Pah!" Of course, this only proves that Rao Zi has a poor aesthetic sense. But I have never heard Rao Zi highly praise the appearance of any man.
Jiang Jing did not reply.
Assistant Leng waited for the next word, but it didn't come for a long time. He sighed, "Time flies so fast. Miss Zhao was 30 years old last year, but she's 31 this year, and she'll be 32 next year." The years just flew by.
Jiang Jing said "hmm".
At first glance, she agreed with Rao Zi's point of view.
Zhao Fengqing snorted coldly.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
Zhao Fengqing loved to see him look unhappy. The more she saw him, the happier she became. "My current boyfriend, let's go square dance together."
So she felt relieved.
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
"Red Nest."
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
Jiang Jing did not reply.
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
Jiang Jing was very cold, "Don't Miss Zhao's exes have any?"
"Yeah." Jiang Jing still replied with this word.
He knew she had no ambitions, so he was not surprised by her answer. "I'll be out at 5:30."
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
"… "
"No rolling of eyes."
Through Assistant Leng's reminder, Jiang Jing knew that Qixi Festival was Valentine's Day. But who knows how to celebrate Qixi Festival. In the past, girlfriends were responsible for making arrangements, and he would cooperate politely. When he didn't want to cooperate, he would refuse.
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
Jiang Jing did not reply.
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing had the wild and erotic charm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old. Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes of snacks on the table, "Eat what you want, I'll pay."
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
He just watched her eat her fill.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Jing came down.
When Zhao Fengqing saw the price, he remembered his meager salary, so he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jing: "Boyfriend, give me a free meal."
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
Assistant Leng waited for the next word, but it didn't come for a long time. He sighed, "Time flies so fast. Miss Zhao was 30 years old last year, but she's 31 this year, and she'll be 32 next year." The years just flew by.
However, it was not yet dinner time, so she had already finished this task. So the following time seemed very empty.
So she harassed him loudly, "Mr. Jiang, where are we going to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day tonight? Will there be food?"
After all, she likes the cold and lonely moon.
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
So, Jiang Jing made a decision that made Zhao Fengqing want to go crazy.
At first glance, she agreed with Rao Zi's point of view.
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
He just watched her eat her fill.
At this moment, the waiter came in and heard that the two people spoke in unfriendly tones, which made him feel a little awkward.
His back looks very similar to that of the past.
"Three meals a day and a place to stay at night. To put it simply, it's about eating and sleeping."
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
"… "
He just watched her eat her fill.
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
He flashed at the door and went in.
Zhao Fengqing was lucky enough to witness this scene of being surrounded by people, and she was very pleased. At the same time, she made a new discovery: even if she saw a demon like the boss of Hongwo, she still felt that Jiang Jing's type was her type.
She waited for five minutes and then pouted. This boyfriend is good-looking, but there is nothing else good about him.
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
"No rolling of eyes."
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
The legendary boss actually showed up tonight.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
Everyone around dodged.
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were indeed not as clear as usual. She suddenly reached out and touched his chin frivolously, her eyes and eyebrows teasing, "Now you have good taste."
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
Everyone around dodged.
Jiang Jing did not reply.
"Because I'm not hungry."
Many people along the way greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
"Red Nest."
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
Many people along the way greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
Zhao Fengqing was puzzled: "Are we just having fun tonight?" She thought he needed a woman who was pretending to be his girlfriend to perform on stage tonight.
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
Zhao Fengqing is good at dancing and has strong body coordination. After a while, he followed the rhythm of the lead dancer and danced harmoniously.
"No rolling of eyes."
He knew she had no ambitions, so he was not surprised by her answer. "I'll be out at 5:30."
Jiang Jing's facial features are extremely beautiful, but he is more like Leng Yue's aloofness. Most girls like him in their hearts, but dare not take the initiative to approach him.
After all, she likes the cold and lonely moon.
At first glance, she agreed with Rao Zi's point of view.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
Jiang Jing's facial features are extremely beautiful, but he is more like Leng Yue's aloofness. Most girls like him in their hearts, but dare not take the initiative to approach him.
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
"… "
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
"Now you can only feel superior among the aunties." After saying that, he turned and left.
"Red Nest."
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
So she felt relieved.
She was afraid of his intimate behavior. She frowned and said contemptuously, "Boss Jiang, your words and actions make me suspect that you are madly in love with me."
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
His back looks very similar to that of the past.
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
Because it has nothing to do with her.
Seeing this scene, she suddenly remembered what Rao Zi said. According to his description, the boss of Hongwo was so handsome that he was hated by everyone.
"No rolling of eyes."
At this moment, the waiter came in and heard that the two people spoke in unfriendly tones, which made him feel a little awkward.
But she got angry and didn't want to care about him, so she joined the ranks of the square dancing aunties.
In fact, Jiang Jing couldn't remember it either. However, he didn't need to remember it. His girlfriends loved these days and wanted to hold him tightly on this day.
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing had the wild and erotic charm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old. Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes of snacks on the table, "Eat what you want, I'll pay."
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
Jiang Jing did not reply.
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
"No rolling of eyes."
Zhao Fengqing is good at dancing and has strong body coordination. After a while, he followed the rhythm of the lead dancer and danced harmoniously.
Zhao Fengqing swallowed the shrimp dumplings and said, "Boss Jiang is really elusive."
Jiang Jing sat at the table, and her posture seemed to be the same as before she went to bed.
What to do? She didn’t even have an ex, what could she do? She looked at the square dancing aunties across the street and lied, “I used to like to go square dancing with my boyfriend.”
As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Jing said, "Ms. Zhao, please have some professional ethics. The agreement states that you are not allowed to roll your eyes."
So, Jiang Jing made a decision that made Zhao Fengqing want to go crazy.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
After all, she likes the cold and lonely moon.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
"… "
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
"Red Nest."
She smiled: "It's OK."
In case she forgot, he made a point to remind her, "Page 3 of the agreement, line 3."
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Zhao Fengqing loved to see him look unhappy. The more she saw him, the happier she became. "My current boyfriend, let's go square dance together."
Zhao Fengqing snorted coldly.
"Zhao Fengqing."
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
So she felt relieved.
The legendary boss actually showed up tonight.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Jing came down.
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
In case she forgot, he made a point to remind her, "Page 3 of the agreement, line 3."
She had a light meal at the stable at noon, and now she was already hungry.
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing snorted coldly.
Jiang Jing said "hmm".
"Yeah." Jiang Jing still replied with this word.
He flashed at the door and went in.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
He showed no expression, just nodded.
Through Assistant Leng's reminder, Jiang Jing knew that Qixi Festival was Valentine's Day. But who knows how to celebrate Qixi Festival. In the past, girlfriends were responsible for making arrangements, and he would cooperate politely. When he didn't want to cooperate, he would refuse.
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
"I'm afraid you'll default on your payment and embarrass me." He didn't mind the inquiring looks the restaurant staff cast at the table. He picked up the napkin and gently wiped her mouth.
Jiang Jing sat at the table, and her posture seemed to be the same as before she went to bed.
Jiang Jing stared at the information on the computer and said, "Besides eating and sleeping, do you have any other hobbies?"
When Zhao Fengqing saw the price, he remembered his meager salary, so he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jing: "Boyfriend, give me a free meal."
Because of his words, Zhao Fengqing ate very full.
"No rolling of eyes."
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
Jiang Jing said "hmm".
However, the boss's face was cold, and it could be felt that he was very impatient with those women.
You must know that when Rao Zi evaluated Jiang Jing's appearance, he used only one word, which was "Pah!" Of course, this only proves that Rao Zi has a poor aesthetic sense. But I have never heard Rao Zi highly praise the appearance of any man.
Zhao Fengqing was puzzled: "Are we just having fun tonight?" She thought he needed a woman who was pretending to be his girlfriend to perform on stage tonight.
Jiang Jin stood among the crowd, his face so cold that ice chips could fall off.
What to do? She didn’t even have an ex, what could she do? She looked at the square dancing aunties across the street and lied, “I used to like to go square dancing with my boyfriend.”
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
This boss is so handsome that he is hated by everyone.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
He just watched her eat her fill.
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
At first glance, she agreed with Rao Zi's point of view.
Zhao Fengqing looked towards the door and saw a group of women surrounding a man.
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
Finally, Jiang Jing’s phone call shocked her out.
She turned her head.
Zhao Fengqing loved to see him look unhappy. The more she saw him, the happier she became. "My current boyfriend, let's go square dance together."
Zhao Fengqing has no special hobbies except eating and sleeping, so eating is the right thing to do.
Zhao Fengqing loved to see him look unhappy. The more she saw him, the happier she became. "My current boyfriend, let's go square dance together."
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
The restaurant is on the sixth floor and three shrimp dumplings cost more than fifty yuan.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
"No rolling of eyes."
"Now you can only feel superior among the aunties." After saying that, he turned and left.
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
But she got angry and didn't want to care about him, so she joined the ranks of the square dancing aunties.
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
When Zhao Fengqing saw the price, he remembered his meager salary, so he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jing: "Boyfriend, give me a free meal."
"Zhao Fengqing."
"No rolling of eyes."
So, Jiang Jing made a decision that made Zhao Fengqing want to go crazy.
Zhao Fengqing is good at dancing and has strong body coordination. After a while, he followed the rhythm of the lead dancer and danced harmoniously.
"Red Nest."
He said, "Come out."
What to do? She didn’t even have an ex, what could she do? She looked at the square dancing aunties across the street and lied, “I used to like to go square dancing with my boyfriend.”
She also turned and left.
"Zhao Fengqing."
But she got angry and didn't want to care about him, so she joined the ranks of the square dancing aunties.
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
She waited for five minutes and then pouted. This boyfriend is good-looking, but there is nothing else good about him.
Jiang Jin stood among the crowd, his face so cold that ice chips could fall off.
As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Jing said, "Ms. Zhao, please have some professional ethics. The agreement states that you are not allowed to roll your eyes."
Zhao Fengqing smiled and waved goodbye to the aunties, then jumped in front of Jiang Jing and flirtatiously lifted her long hair, "Is your boyfriend mesmerized by my dancing?"
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
Everyone around dodged.
She was afraid of his intimate behavior. She frowned and said contemptuously, "Boss Jiang, your words and actions make me suspect that you are madly in love with me."
"No rolling of eyes."
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
Finally, Jiang Jing’s phone call shocked her out.
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
She dug out her glasses from her bag, put them on, and stood on tiptoe to look toward the door.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
Finally, Jiang Jing’s phone call shocked her out.
"Zhao Fengqing."
The restaurant is on the sixth floor and three shrimp dumplings cost more than fifty yuan.
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
"… "
What to do? She didn’t even have an ex, what could she do? She looked at the square dancing aunties across the street and lied, “I used to like to go square dancing with my boyfriend.”
"… "
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
Assistant Leng waited for the next word, but it didn't come for a long time. He sighed, "Time flies so fast. Miss Zhao was 30 years old last year, but she's 31 this year, and she'll be 32 next year." The years just flew by.
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
The flash of the figure scared her so much that she couldn't swallow the shrimp dumpling in her mouth in time.
"Now you can only feel superior among the aunties." After saying that, he turned and left.
"Because I'm not hungry."
So she harassed him loudly, "Mr. Jiang, where are we going to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day tonight? Will there be food?"
Forget it, I won’t translate it.
She smiled: "It's OK."
Zhao Fengqing was dancing enthusiastically among the aunties. He would dance one song and then another.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
Zhao Fengqing swallowed the shrimp dumplings and said, "Boss Jiang is really elusive."
"Zhao Fengqing."
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
This bar owner was born to bring disaster to the country and the people. He was full of evil spirits, like a playboy who was restless. But it was this temperament that attracted these women to him.
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
He said, "Come out."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
This bar owner was born to bring disaster to the country and the people. He was full of evil spirits, like a playboy who was restless. But it was this temperament that attracted these women to him.
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
This boss is so handsome that he is hated by everyone.
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
Zhao Fengqing smiled and waved goodbye to the aunties, then jumped in front of Jiang Jing and flirtatiously lifted her long hair, "Is your boyfriend mesmerized by my dancing?"
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Jing said, "Ms. Zhao, please have some professional ethics. The agreement states that you are not allowed to roll your eyes."
"Now you can only feel superior among the aunties." After saying that, he turned and left.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Jing came down.
Zhao Fengqing never remembered the Qixi Festival in previous years.
You must know that when Rao Zi evaluated Jiang Jing's appearance, he used only one word, which was "Pah!" Of course, this only proves that Rao Zi has a poor aesthetic sense. But I have never heard Rao Zi highly praise the appearance of any man.
Of course Jiang Jing would ignore her.
"No rolling of eyes."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
The reason why he knew this time was because after Assistant Leng and Zhao Fengqing signed the contract, he smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, you signed this agreement just in time. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
Because it has nothing to do with her.
She also turned and left.
As soon as she and Jiang Jing arrived at the gate of Hongwo, they heard a commotion ahead and a woman's scream, "The boss is here!"
Zhao Fengqing smiled and waved goodbye to the aunties, then jumped in front of Jiang Jing and flirtatiously lifted her long hair, "Is your boyfriend mesmerized by my dancing?"
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
Zhao Fengqing smiled and waved goodbye to the aunties, then jumped in front of Jiang Jing and flirtatiously lifted her long hair, "Is your boyfriend mesmerized by my dancing?"
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
As she approached the door, she checked the lock.
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
Zhao Fengqing was puzzled: "Are we just having fun tonight?" She thought he needed a woman who was pretending to be his girlfriend to perform on stage tonight.
She waited for five minutes and then pouted. This boyfriend is good-looking, but there is nothing else good about him.
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
"Because I'm not hungry."
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
"I'm afraid you'll default on your payment and embarrass me." He didn't mind the inquiring looks the restaurant staff cast at the table. He picked up the napkin and gently wiped her mouth.
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
So she felt relieved.
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
However, the boss's face was cold, and it could be felt that he was very impatient with those women.
"No rolling of eyes."
Jiang Jin stood among the crowd, his face so cold that ice chips could fall off.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.
"Yeah." Jiang Jing still replied with this word.
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
Through Assistant Leng's reminder, Jiang Jing knew that Qixi Festival was Valentine's Day. But who knows how to celebrate Qixi Festival. In the past, girlfriends were responsible for making arrangements, and he would cooperate politely. When he didn't want to cooperate, he would refuse.
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were indeed not as clear as usual. She suddenly reached out and touched his chin frivolously, her eyes and eyebrows teasing, "Now you have good taste."
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
Jiang Jing asked back, "What did you and your exes do on Valentine's Day?"
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
"I had something else to do, so I changed the time."
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
After walking a few steps, Jiang Jing caught up with him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
So she harassed him loudly, "Mr. Jiang, where are we going to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day tonight? Will there be food?"
Jiang Jing looked at her pouting mouth and said, "Don't eat so much. We have another meal tonight."
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
Jiang Jing sat at the table, and her posture seemed to be the same as before she went to bed.
Zhao Fengqing is good at dancing and has strong body coordination. After a while, he followed the rhythm of the lead dancer and danced harmoniously.
So she felt relieved.
But she got angry and didn't want to care about him, so she joined the ranks of the square dancing aunties.
She smiled: "It's OK."
"Red Nest."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
Zhao Fengqing snorted coldly.
She dug out her glasses from her bag, put them on, and stood on tiptoe to look toward the door.
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
"I'm afraid you'll default on your payment and embarrass me." He didn't mind the inquiring looks the restaurant staff cast at the table. He picked up the napkin and gently wiped her mouth.
The cold and lonely moon seemed to have returned from the North Pole, and it was surrounded by cold air.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
"Yeah." Jiang Jing still replied with this word.
As soon as she and Jiang Jing arrived at the gate of Hongwo, they heard a commotion ahead and a woman's scream, "The boss is here!"
She turned her head.
The legendary boss actually showed up tonight.
Jiang Jin stood among the crowd, his face so cold that ice chips could fall off.
Jiang Jing finished his vegetarian meal and went out to the street with Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing was very cold, "Don't Miss Zhao's exes have any?"
Zhao Fengqing froze for a moment, snatched the napkin, and wiped it himself. Then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang is so great, and he is so conscious of being a boyfriend. I am so lucky to meet you."
She also turned and left.
As soon as she and Jiang Jing arrived at the gate of Hongwo, they heard a commotion ahead and a woman's scream, "The boss is here!"
However, the boss's face was cold, and it could be felt that he was very impatient with those women.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
She turned her head.
He took her to a quiet vegetarian restaurant.
Jiang Jing's facial features are extremely beautiful, but he is more like Leng Yue's aloofness. Most girls like him in their hearts, but dare not take the initiative to approach him.
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
Zhao Fengqing looked towards the door and saw a group of women surrounding a man.
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
This boss is so handsome that he is hated by everyone.
Many people along the way greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."
Seeing this scene, she suddenly remembered what Rao Zi said. According to his description, the boss of Hongwo was so handsome that he was hated by everyone.
At first glance, she agreed with Rao Zi's point of view.
Jiang Jing sat at the table, and her posture seemed to be the same as before she went to bed.
As she approached the door, she checked the lock.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
She turned her head.
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
The legendary boss actually showed up tonight.
"Zhao Fengqing."
You must know that when Rao Zi evaluated Jiang Jing's appearance, he used only one word, which was "Pah!" Of course, this only proves that Rao Zi has a poor aesthetic sense. But I have never heard Rao Zi highly praise the appearance of any man.
"Now you can only feel superior among the aunties." After saying that, he turned and left.
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
Through Assistant Leng's reminder, Jiang Jing knew that Qixi Festival was Valentine's Day. But who knows how to celebrate Qixi Festival. In the past, girlfriends were responsible for making arrangements, and he would cooperate politely. When he didn't want to cooperate, he would refuse.
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
The restaurant is on the sixth floor and three shrimp dumplings cost more than fifty yuan.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
What to do? She didn’t even have an ex, what could she do? She looked at the square dancing aunties across the street and lied, “I used to like to go square dancing with my boyfriend.”
Jiang Jing was very cold, "Don't Miss Zhao's exes have any?"
He knew she had no ambitions, so he was not surprised by her answer. "I'll be out at 5:30."
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
She dug out her glasses from her bag, put them on, and stood on tiptoe to look toward the door.
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
Zhao Fengqing snorted coldly.
Jiang Jing did not reply.
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
He said, "Your previous Tanabata was so boring."
At first glance, she agreed with Rao Zi's point of view.
Still locked.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
Zhao Fengqing was puzzled: "Are we just having fun tonight?" She thought he needed a woman who was pretending to be his girlfriend to perform on stage tonight.
He said, "Come out."
Still locked.
This boss is so handsome that he is hated by everyone.
"Red Nest."
The legendary boss actually showed up tonight.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Jing came down.
So she felt relieved.
Seeing this scene, she suddenly remembered what Rao Zi said. According to his description, the boss of Hongwo was so handsome that he was hated by everyone.
Jiang Jing's face turned not very good.
Jiang Jing's facial features are extremely beautiful, but he is more like Leng Yue's aloofness. Most girls like him in their hearts, but dare not take the initiative to approach him.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
This bar owner was born to bring disaster to the country and the people. He was full of evil spirits, like a playboy who was restless. But it was this temperament that attracted these women to him.
She also turned and left.
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing had the wild and erotic charm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old. Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes of snacks on the table, "Eat what you want, I'll pay."
She was afraid of his intimate behavior. She frowned and said contemptuously, "Boss Jiang, your words and actions make me suspect that you are madly in love with me."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the loss of composure of the female customer in front of him and sighed secretly, thinking that the female customer would probably faint with just a glance from him.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes to the back of his head after hearing this. "I can flip as much as I want. I can flip left and right, and I can even do somersaults."
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
She waited for five minutes and then pouted. This boyfriend is good-looking, but there is nothing else good about him.
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
Although he ate very elegantly, Zhao Fengqing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't laugh. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you eat just now?"
Zhao Fengqing turned his back to the door, looking down at the food on the plate without paying any attention.
However, the boss's face was cold, and it could be felt that he was very impatient with those women.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
Many people along the way greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."
He flashed at the door and went in.
He looked at her steadily, "I thought Miss Zhao was a person of taste."
She rolled her eyes. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, have you successfully developed a tacit understanding with any lady?" She now felt very sympathetic towards Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin. Following this man, it was a lot more difficult to talk.
What to do? She didn’t even have an ex, what could she do? She looked at the square dancing aunties across the street and lied, “I used to like to go square dancing with my boyfriend.”
Zhao Fengqing opened the door.
After listening to Assistant Leng's words, Jiang Jing continued, "Are you saying she is old?"
"Bar, Mr. Jiang, are you going?" She smiled. Looking at his temperament, he was out of place in a bar.
Zhao Fengqing was lucky enough to witness this scene of being surrounded by people, and she was very pleased. At the same time, she made a new discovery: even if she saw a demon like the boss of Hongwo, she still felt that Jiang Jing's type was her type.
Zhao Fengqing slept until about four in the afternoon.
So, Jiang Jing made a decision that made Zhao Fengqing want to go crazy.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
"…" Assistant Leng was speechless. "I mean, time waits for no one." So if he continued to remain silent like this, his boss would really become a monk.
Now it was her turn to watch him eat.
The waitress walked stiffly, "This is your last dish." After serving the dish, she stole a glance at the man and woman's faces, then quickly left.
After all, she likes the cold and lonely moon.
Jiang Jing did not try to persuade him to stay. "The restaurant is on the sixth floor."
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
"Your words insult my aesthetic taste." He took a sip of soup.
Zhao Fengqing's trip to Hongwo was a good opportunity.
"No rolling of eyes."
This bar owner was born to bring disaster to the country and the people. He was full of evil spirits, like a playboy who was restless. But it was this temperament that attracted these women to him.
"Zhao Fengqing."
So Zhao Fengqing became curious.
He walked right up to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the time. It was still more than an hour before 5:30, but she was very hungry. She said in a coquettish voice, "Boyfriend, you do your thing. I'm going out for an appetizer."
She turned her head.
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "You roll your eyes every time in the future. I will kiss you once."
The cold and lonely moon seemed to have returned from the North Pole, and it was surrounded by cold air.
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were indeed not as clear as usual. She suddenly reached out and touched his chin frivolously, her eyes and eyebrows teasing, "Now you have good taste."
Zhao Fengqing asked how the two of them should develop tacit understanding next.
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
So, Jiang Jing made a decision that made Zhao Fengqing want to go crazy.
She threw back the quilt, casually gathered her hair with her hands, and got out of bed.
"They..." She tilted her head and blinked at him innocently, "They are of different types, one or two are sissy." She had always known that in his eyes, she was labeled as fickle. So, she let him have his way.
But Jiang Jing agreed, "Which one?"
Zhao Fengqing looked at the neon lights in the distance. She suddenly remembered that she went to the bar with Rao Zi on last year's Chinese Valentine's Day.