Chapter 62: Yeah, I'm single

Chapter 62 Yan Ye, I'm single
The milk tea shop just opened, there are not many people, and the sweet smell of milk tea is still floating in the small shop.
Mo Qi sat opposite Li Qiao, holding a cup of milk tea in one hand, he stopped talking.
At this moment, Li Qiao looked at the succulent potted plants on the window sill, and the movement of turning her head slightly outlined her perfect neck line.
Mo Qi focused on her, curled up with his fingertips, his gaze was a little silly.
"Do you have something to tell me?" At the moment of opening, Li Qiao looked at Mo Qi quietly, neither cold nor hot.
Mo Qi looked at her coldly, and drank milk tea without opening his eyes in a panic, trying to conceal the embarrassment of being caught.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Mo Qi adjusted his mood and raised his head again, "Xiao Li, why do you have to be an enchanter?"
Li Qiao looked at Mo Qi, swiped her nails on the table twice, and replied concisely, "Interest."
"But..." Mo Qi hesitated for a moment, then said carefully, "Aren't you scared if you are a girl after all?"
In his eyes, Li Qiao is rich and handsome, and in the most popular terms nowadays, that is a proper life winner.
The work of the enchanter is still viewed by many people with colored glasses.
She didn't need to bear those strange pointers and looks at all.
At this time, Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows, and when she looked out the window again, she said lightly: "Brother, sometimes living people are more scary."
Mo Qi was speechless for a moment.
...
In less than five minutes, Li Qiao left the milk tea shop first.
Mo Qi sat at the table, looking at the untouched cup of milk tea, his eyes were lonely.
He forgot when he was nervous, Junior Sister Li seemed to never drink milk tea.
Outside the store, a breeze passed through the old wall, messing up Li Qiao's temples.
She walked slowly, looking up at the swaying pale green treetops, full of life, as if to remind summer is coming.
Then there is more than a month left, and it will be Huizi's third anniversary.
At this time, in the side road behind him, there was a dull car engine sound from far to near.
Standing under the camphor tree, Li Qiao flickered, and saw a low-key black business car slowly parked beside him.
The window of the car was only about ten centimeters lower, and a pair of extremely cold black eyes were condensing her through the gap.
Li Qiao raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, and the automatic door in the back seat opened in due course.
In the spacious carriage, Shang Yu, dressed in black, sat lazily in a single seat with overlapping long legs. His thin, scarlet lips wore an intriguing smile, but his eyes were extremely cold.
Li Qiao's eyes crossed with him, and he couldn't figure out what his fierce and indifferent appearance meant.
Even the sculpted handsome cheeks seemed to be covered with frost, exuding a strong sense of aggression and distance.
But he was clearly smiling.
Li Qiao stepped forward intently, grasping the suspicion in her heart, and said quietly, "Master Yan is coming to the old town for business?"
Shang Yu leaned on the back of the chair, with his arms on the armrests, gently twisting his fingertips, his dark eyes glanced at the milk tea shop behind Li Qiao, his tone was deep and cold: "Boyfriend?"
The handsome men and beauties of the same age, meeting in the milk tea shop in the old city, really seems to be the love state that a girl of her age should have.
Just now, she left, he chased it, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, including Li Qiao not hesitating to accept the gift from the young man, every frame was particularly dazzling in Shang Yu's eyes.
Is this why she is eager to remarry Shang Lu?
At this moment, Li Qiao turned around suspiciously and followed Shang Yu's line of sight to look behind him. The half-open window also faintly reflected Mo Qi's cheeks looking through the window.
Li Qiaoman withdrew his gaze carelessly, bending her lips lazily.
She stretched her eyebrows and looked at Shang Yu again. The deer eyes were as bright as the stars behind the clouds and mist, "Not a boyfriend. Yan Ye, I am single."
(End of this chapter)