Pfft, cold...
Su Qing pursed her lips and tried not to laugh.
But there was a smile hidden in those almond-shaped eyes that were twinkling with starlight.
She knew that Qiao Mohan would slap himself in the face, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.
She hadn't even gotten out of the car and walked into the club yet, but he already regretted it.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Qiao, but it doesn't matter... I'm not afraid of the cold..." Su Qing brushed her long hair and gave him an ambiguous smile.
So he returned the coat.
She opened the car door and without waiting for Qiao Mohan to say anything, she stretched out her slender, white leg.
Humph, didn’t he just want to take her out to inspect the goods? Doesn’t he feel sorry at all
If you don't feel sorry, then don't feel sorry at all. Anyone who feels sorry is a coward!
The waiter who was waiting outside the door to serve Su Qing Carmen was obviously stunned when he saw that pair of beautiful legs appear in front of him.
Qiao Mohan was sitting in the car and clearly caught the flash of surprise in the waiter's eyes.
Hateful woman...
It's so cold and you're still wearing a short skirt. Aren't you afraid of frostbite on your legs
There was no way Young Master Qiao would admit that he found Su Qing's long white legs extremely annoying.
After all, just now in the underground garage, he still felt that Su Qing's beautiful and attractive body was extremely delicious.
Qiao Mohan got out of the car with a sullen face, strode with his long legs to the steps at the entrance of the club, and looked at his woman with a charming smile.
"Put it on—" He domineeringly put the suit jacket on Su Qing's shoulders, not allowing her to refuse.
Su Qing curled her lips, "Mr. Qiao, I said... It's not cold."
"You are not cold, I am hot." Qiao Mohan paused slightly and said this.
Su Qing: “…”
He's hot, what does that have to do with giving her the coat
If he feels hot, he can take off his coat and put it over his arm, or he can just hold it in his hand.
Qiao Mohan's eyes flickered slightly, and her long, beautiful almond-shaped eyes glanced aside: "I picked this coat when I went out. It's ugly and doesn't match today's outfit. It's an eyesore in my hand. You can put it on for me."
The magnetic and casual voice sounds so rogue no matter how you listen to it.
Su Qing was almost laughed at by Qiao Mohan. How could someone be so shameless as him
A dark suit, a dark grey tie and a white shirt are a standard colour combination no matter how you look at it.
Master Qiao's wardrobe is full of custom-made branded items.
Even if you close your eyes and choose blindly, you can't choose the wrong clothes.
Fine, if he wants to be stubborn and refuse to admit that he is jealous and has different feelings towards her, then he can just continue to be stubborn.
Su Qing didn't make any fuss and obediently put on her coat.
"Well, it's okay... I'm here to accompany Mr. Qiao to a social event tonight, so I'll let you inspect the goods. Whatever you say..."
Su Qing spoke softly, smiled softly, and the two dimples at the corners of her lips almost dazzled Qiao Mohan's eyes.
After she finished speaking, she took Qiao Mohan's wrist and walked in coquettishly.
Although she wore a suit jacket of the same color over the little black dress, it couldn't completely cover up her swaying beautiful legs.
The interweaving of light and shadow left behind dazzling white lines.
The two doormen who opened the door for Young Master Qiao stared with wide eyes, and successfully received a cold warning from Young Master Qiao.
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"Mr. Qiao, Mr. Qiao, why are you here just now? Come on, come on, come on, take your seat. Look how hard it is for Xiao Zhao in your company. You're late, and he's already paid for a round of drinks for you!"
The door of the private room opened and a burst of noisy chatter came out.
The club owner had the sharpest eyes and was the first to notice that Young Master Qiao had arrived. He immediately came up to him with a glass of wine.
Next chapter before 19:00 (to be continued)