Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

Jun Qi turned around inadvertently.

As if destined, as if a spell had been cast on him, he stood there in a daze, motionless.

I never thought that hidden under that thick layer of makeup was such a clean little face.

Although she is still immature, it does not prevent her from exuding the charm of a girl unscrupulously, attracting crazy men to prostrate themselves under those legs that make people's blood boil.

Given time, she will definitely become a witch who brings disaster to the country and the city.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" Xia Qing shrank in fear. She didn't like to be looked at by men like that. It would remind her of a series of tragic past events she experienced in country M.

"It's okay." Realizing the situation, Jun Qi calmly withdrew his exclamation, and still smiled politely, but it lost the awe-inspiring look just now, "It's time for us to leave, don't you still want to go to 'Qingmi'?"

Night Scorpion'?"

Xia Qing looked lonely, "Yes, I do want to go, but I have to pay first."

"No need." Jun Qi turned around and strode out of the store.

The waitress quickly explained, "Mr. Jun has already paid."

Xia Qing bit her lip, "But -"

"If you have any questions, please go and talk to Mr. Jun. Sorry, we have to close." The clerks who are good at observing words and expressions have an apologetic smile. They always know exactly what to say when to fulfill those generous payments.

The men are in a mood to protect flowers.

"Okay." A worried and pretty face was reflected in the smooth mirror. Xia Qing hesitated for a while, then turned and left.

Jun Qi was already sitting in the car waiting for her.

Xia Qing opened the back door and got in and sat down. She wanted to talk to Jun Qi, but suddenly she remembered that he was just a stranger driving by. She didn't know his name yet. The embarrassment made her hands tremble slightly. A touch of bright red made her

The pink complexion on her lightly made-up face turned a bit darker, "This gentleman..."

"My surname is Jun." He turned back and smiled.

"This Mr. Jun..." Xia Qing took deep breaths frequently, and the fitful dress outlined her graceful curves that were still growing, undulating strangely under the thin soft material.

"My name is Jun Qi." He looked innocent, with sparkles in his eyes and a deep smile.

"This Mr. Junyu..." Xia Qing, who was interrupted again, was almost speechless in embarrassment. Although she tried to maintain a normal tone, if she listened carefully, she could still hear the trembling in his voice.

"What's wrong, lovely Miss Xia Qing?" The gentle and smiling male voice had a hint of naughty narrow-mindedness.

"Ah? Do you know me?" Xia Qing was frightened, and her heart was pounding in her chest. A delicate color appeared on her pink face, which was far more beautiful than the artificial color she had applied before.

"Of course I recognize it." Otherwise, how could he have allowed a stranger to ride in the car and followed him without complaint, even though he did accept her a hundred dollars.

"Are you a guest at the birthday party tonight?" She blinked, and quickly associated the closest truth to the truth from the time and place of his appearance.

"Yes." He started the car, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and drove the car back on the road calmly and gracefully.