Chapter 1972: Qiao Mohan

Puff, cold...
Su Qing pursed her lips and didn't let herself laugh.
But there was a smile hidden in the apricot eyes that shone with little stars.
She knew Qiao Mohan would slap herself, but she didn't expect the slap to come so quickly.
Before she got out of the car and walked into the clubhouse, he actually regretted it.
"Thank you for your concern, Qiao, but it doesn't matter... I'm not afraid of cold..." Su Qing brushed her long hair and handed him an ambiguous smile.
He returned the jacket again.
She opened the car door, and before Qiao Mohan could speak, she stretched out the slender shin of Yingbai.
Humph, didn't he just take her out for inspection, it doesn't hurt at all.
If you don't feel bad, you don't feel bad for the end, whoever feels so bad!
Waiting outside the door to prepare for Su Qing Carmen's waiter, and the pair of beautiful legs appeared in front of him, his expression was obviously stagnant.
Qiao Mohan sat in the car and caught the eye of the waiter with a flash of surprise.
Damn woman...
Even wearing short skirts on such a cold day is not afraid of frostbite legs.
It is impossible for Master Qiao to admit that he thinks Su Qing's big white legs are an eyesore.
After all, in the underground garage just now, he still thought that Su Qing's beautiful and attractive body was extremely delicious.
Qiao Mohan got out of the car with a sullen face, and walked with long legs to the woman who was standing on the steps at the entrance of the clubhouse, Qiaoxiaoqianxi looking at him.
"Put on--" He put his suit jacket over Su Qing's shoulder domineeringly, and couldn't refuse.
Su Qing curled her lips, "Young Master Qiao, I said... it's not cold."
"You're not cold, I'm hot." Qiao Mohan paused and spit out these words.
Su Qing: "..."
He is hot, what does it have to do with putting her coat on?
He took off his jacket when he was hot, and put it on his arm, or else he could hold it.
Qiao Mohan's eyes flickered slightly, his slender and beautiful Danfeng eyes turned to the side: "This coat was picked up when I went out. It's ugly and doesn't fit today's match. Hold it in your hand. You can put it on for me.
The magnetic sloppy voice, how rascal to listen.
Su Qing was really about to laugh at Qiao Mo's coldness, how could he be such a rascal.
Dark suit, dark gray tie, and white shirt are all standard colors.
In Master Qiao's wardrobe, everything is custom-made by famous brands.
Even if you blindly choose inside with your eyes closed, you cannot pick the wrong clothes.
Okay, if he is going to die, the duck mouth is stubborn and he doesn't admit that he is eating, and he feels different to her, so he can continue to be stubborn.
Su Qing did not choose to break, and obediently approved the coat.
"Well, it's okay... I'm attending a social gathering with Qiao Shao tonight and let you inspect the goods. Whatever you say..."
Su Qing spoke softly and smiled lowly. The two pears at the corners of her lips almost confused Qiao Mohan's eyes.
After she finished speaking, she took Qiao Mohan's wrist and walked in delicately.
Although the suit jacket of the same color was approved on the outside of the little black dress, those beautiful legs with swaying posture could not be covered at all.
Between light and shadow, dazzling white lines dragged down.
The two doormen who could see Shao Qiao open the door, their eyes straightened, and successfully received a cold warning from Master Qiao.

"Joe Shao Qiao, why are you here now... Hurry up, get in the table quickly, look at how many Xiao Zhao from your company is not easy, you are late, and everyone has a drink for you!"
The door of the private room opened, and a bunch of noise came out.
The boss of the club had the sharpest eyes. He was the first to notice that Shao Qiao had come, and immediately greeted him with a glass of wine.
[Next chapter before 19 o'clock]