His message was sent successfully.
This time the other party replied immediately.
[sun: Opposite you.]
The girl with a thin waist raised her head and looked at the girl sitting opposite her. She was still playing with her phone with her head down. Her posture was quite arrogant!
An incredible thought emerged in his mind, and he felt a little unwell.
The girl still had her head tilted and was casually sending messages.
The hands are white and beautiful, the nails are trimmed round and clean, and the hands are very beautiful.
The other party is replying the message.
His cell phone buzzed again.
The thin-waisted girl's expression was a little broken, and she mechanically raised her arm and clicked on the new message.
[sun: I am wearing a white T-shirt and a hat.]
Thin waist control:…
He silently flipped through the messages he had just sent. He was only one second away from dying on the spot.
What did he just post
'That beautiful lady just glanced at me and I knew at once that she was interested in me.'
"If I hadn't made an appointment with you, I would have been flirting with girls in a minute."
"Would you like to see it? I'll take a sneak shot for you. That beauty is really stunning."
He silently looked at the content he boasted about behind him and did not even have the courage to say hello. He buried his head and wished he could just die.
It's better than being sent to the red light district to sell your ass.
Why didn't Guan Yan, that bastard, tell him that the boss was a girl? !
And she's damn beautiful.
*
After sending the last message, Qiao Nian put away her phone, straightened her legs, and walked towards the young man opposite. The man was only 27 or 28 years old, with deep blue eyes, a high nose bridge, clear and smooth contours, and a head of purple hair that was particularly arrogant. He should be a mixed-race.
She had seen photos of girls with thin waists before.
When he came over, I recognized him at first sight.
It was just that the man's hair in the photo she saw was black, and had not yet been dyed the exaggerated purple, so she was uncertain for a moment.
I confirmed it after seeing the news later.
I didn't recognize the wrong person.
The hair color is the same as the one in the usual messages. Ennnnn, Qiao Nian thought about it and came up with a word: very strong personal style.
She walked over, pulled down the brim of her hat, her eyes were cold. Although this was the first time they met in real life, Qiao Nian often chatted with them and was familiar with them, especially the thin waist control girl, who was a chatterbox and talked to her the most, so she didn't feel strange.
He stretched out his slender hand and said naturally, "Hello, Sun."
Thin waist control:…
Damn it!
He was like a petrified man, and for a long time he didn't come back to his senses. Finally, he shook his head, and his wandering eyes gradually focused. He looked at the boss in front of him with a complicated expression. After several seconds, he uttered a stuttering sentence: "Boss, I think I can still save him!"
For example, he could go out and perform his art, he doesn't necessarily have to sell his body.
Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow, not following his train of thought, but also did not deliberately delve into what he was saying. He put down his hand and said seriously and concisely: "Are you free? I need your help with something."
Thin waist control:…
sun asked him for help
The thin waist control felt like he had traveled through time, his soul was floating in the air, his head was dizzy, as if he was walking on cotton, it felt unreal. However, his instinct still made him nod subconsciously: "No! There is no time! There must be no time!"
When he reacted, his blue eyes were filled with confusion, and he tilted his head: "But boss, what do you need? Do you still need my help?"
"This matter has something to do with you." Qiao Nian didn't waste any words and said to him concisely: "Come on, come with me to meet a few people."
(End of this chapter)