President Ba’s Little Rose

This sentence seems to overlap with the question he asked in the private room just now.

When the car turned a corner, Shen Xizhi turned his head, staring straight and unconcealed at Qiao Zong.

The colorful neon lights outside the car windows illuminate the man's face clearly. He closed his eyes, looked a little tired, and leaned against the back of his chair to take a nap.

Uncle Zhang said that Qiao Zong was born weak.

Shen Qingyi didn't ask him to play ball, probably for this reason.

Shen Xizhi pursed her lips, and the feeling of suffocation rose again.

In the constantly changing light, the man kept his eyes closed, breathing very softly.

His eyelashes are very long, slightly curled at the ends, and not particularly thick, showing a bit of sparseness. The shadow from the eyelashes covers the eyelids, and the lip color is very red.

There doesn't seem to be any serious words in Qiao Zong's mouth, always teasing her carelessly and carelessly. It's like, lazily teasing a little pet under the lazy sun in the summer afternoon.

He just introduced her as Shen Qing's cousin.

They are ten years apart.

She has just entered college, but Qiao Zong has been in business for many years.

He is an elder with the same status and status as Shen Qing's translation.

Moreover, she was old enough to call him "Uncle".

Shen Xizhi retracted her gaze and pinched her earlobe with her fingers.

It didn't take long to get to the gate of C. Wang Chuang stopped the car, got out of the driver's seat, got down to open the door for Shen Xizhi, and said respectfully: "Miss Shen, please get off."

This sound awakened Qiao Zong. He opened his eyes and saw Shen Xizhi getting out of the car and looking out the window. The C-college sign was on, which was very conspicuous in the night.

"Kid, don't you say goodbye to your brother after you leave?"

About the time he woke up, the man's voice was dumb, especially low.

As soon as Shen Xizhi got out of the car, she turned around when she heard the sound, and when she lowered her head, she collided with Qiao Zong in the car.

The man raised his eyes lightly, his peachy eyes were under the lenses, his eyelids were drooping, a kind of lazy tiredness, but especially attractive.

She pressed down the "little deer" in her heart, not avoiding it this time, beckoned at him, and said with a smile, "Qiao Zong, goodbye."

There is a street lamp not far away, and the little girl's eyes are clear and bright in the dim night.

After saying goodbye, she brushed the broken hair on her forehead, before Qiao Zong could speak, turned and walked into the school gate. His back is slender, but his footsteps are a bit fast, as if he is running away.

The little girl did not call his brother, but called him by his first name, just like a friend, calling him Qiao Zong.

But it seems that it is different from a friend, with a little different meaning.

Looking at the girl's back, Qiao Zong was taken aback for a moment. After a long while, with his hands on his forehead, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Wang Chuang asked: "Mr. Qiao, are you going home?"

Qiao Zong responded lightly: "Yeah."

Wang Chuang drove the car, glanced at the audition, and tentatively asked the question he had wanted to ask since just now: "Mr. Qiao, don't you, do you like that Miss Shen?"

The car has been a long way out of C, and Qiao Zong closed his eyes halfway, without moving his eyelids: "The person is still less than eighteen."

"I'm a minor, why haven't I reached the eighteenth year after going to university?" Wang Chuang quickly denied: "This is nothing to you, as long as you like it, don't say eighteen, it doesn't matter even if it is eighteen days. what."

Qiao Zong: "I look like a child?"

"It's not like it." Wang Chuang shook his head and said again: "But I don't think you look like a gentleman."

Qiao Zong snorted, noncommittal.

"In the afternoon, you didn't lie to the little girl. Didn't you know that she was in this school?" Wang Chuang said, "Since she is Lord Shen's sister, you don't know which school she is going to? Pretend to be in front of you. You want to say that you mean nothing to her, I don't believe it."

"What's your logic?" Qiao Zong smiled and said softly: "I'm busy every day, I really forgot where this kid is studying."

"I don't believe it, your memory, you can remember everything from 20 years ago." Wang Chuangkan said: "Maybe you came to attend the lecture on behalf of Mr. Shen, because you came specifically to meet others."

Qiao Zong lifted his eyelids and scanned the empty seat on his side, "No."

"Furthermore, you just talked to the little girl in the car like that, tut tut," Wang Chuang was surprised: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a hell."

After talking with Qiao Zong for almost ten years, Wang Chuang has no hesitation in talking.

"Brother, tell me, don't you really like them?" Wang Chuang said, "I'm very curious, your iron tree is blooming, it's the first time."

There was an itching in his throat, and Qiao Zong coughed slightly, and said in no mood: "She's just a child."

"Then why are you talking like that?" Wang Chuang was struggling: "Do you care about your brother? Are you waiting in line for your brother's contact information. Those who don't know think you're making up your sister."

Joe never responded.

He leaned forward, picked up the thermos cup from the armrest seat, straightened up, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a sip of water with his head up. The warm water slid across his throat, and the itch faded a little.

Wang Chuang slowed the car down a bit, and said with concern: "Mr. Qiao, are you uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay." Qiao Zong said dumbly: "Go home."

During this time, Qiao Zong lived in the city center. The house was a two-story duplex structure on the top floor with plenty of light.

He took the straight to the elevator and got home, he opened the door with his fingerprints and changed his shoes.

The light at home was on, and the auntie was watching TV. When he came back, she got up hurriedly: "Master, I'm going to make medicine."

Qiao Zong nodded and said gently: "Okay."

The TV was off, and the aunt went into the kitchen and started to work.

Qiao Zong raised his hand, took off his suit, unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

The hand of the wall clock on the wall only pointed to nine o'clock.

And his sickly body is already so exhausted, and if he walks a few more steps, he seems to be out of breath.

He went to the study and looked at the documents for a while.

The medicine has been fried, the aunty came in carrying the plate, put the medicine bowl on the desk, and said: "Master, you drink it while it is hot."

Qiao Zong glanced at the thick black concoction that night, the medicine was still steaming after being decocted. Without blinking, he picked it up, tilted his head up and finished it in one sip.

His Adam's apple slid continuously, and concoction overflowed the corners of his mouth, sliding down his chin and across his neck.

The aunt looked worried, but didn't say anything. Not afraid, but distressed.

Since Qiao Zong was very young, she has taken care of him, and has long regarded him as her own parent and child. And she also knew that Qiao Zong was gentle and casual and seemed to have no temper. But in his bones, he was the most arrogant, and he didn't like others to talk about his poor health.

When he finished drinking, the aunt handed over the tissue, "Master, you rest early, don't stay up too late."

Qiao Zong took it, and wiped the corners of his mouth gently: "I see, Aunt Zhao."

Aunt Zhao put the medicine bowl on the plate, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, Master, Yiyi called you and said that she missed you."

Hearing this name, Qiao Zong's face softened a little, "Why didn't I receive it?" He realized that he had set the phone to mute before going on stage.

"Maybe it's too busy, I didn't notice." Aunt Zhao said.

Qiao Zong took out his cell phone and saw that there was really a missed call.

He clicked on WeChat, and several messages popped up, all from Qiao Luyi. He clicked on a voice to listen, and the next few voices played automatically.

"Uncle, why don't you answer my call?"

"Are you dating brother Shen Qingyi? Or are you dating Uncle Wang Chuang?"

The child’s affirmative tone: "No, you must have stolen love with other women with your back to them!"

A trace of absurdity slipped through Qiao Zong's eyes, and his finger tapped on the tabletop.

He read word by word: "Shen Xizhi." With a low smile, he said softly and slowly: "Little Rose."

However, this rose is destined to have nothing to do with him.

People who are in **** and can't even take care of themselves.

How could it be possible to grow a delicate rose?

On the way back to the dormitory, Shen Xizhi met You Lingbai who was carrying a midnight snack.

The two of them were walking on the same road, and they still came to face each other. Shen Xizhi originally wanted to pretend not to have seen it, but unexpectedly You Lingbai took the lead in saying hello: "Xi Zhi?"

Shen Xizhi had to stop, revealing an official smile, and also behaved very surprised: "Xiao Bai? You are also in this school."

Hearing the words "Xiao Bai", You Lingbai's face seemed to be frozen, with a hypocritical smile: "I didn't expect to meet you here, why are you coming back now? Did you hang out with your boyfriend?"

"No, I went out with one of my brothers." Shen Xizhi replied and asked, "Do you know who my brother is?"

"Who is it?" You Ling asked in a tone of voice.

"It's the person who rejected you that day." Shen Xizhi smiled and said, "I have something to do. Let's go first. Let's talk next time."

When she mentioned it, You Lingbai remembered that gentle man who was as gentle as a breeze and full of moon, and it was rare that she had rejected her opposite sex. But at this moment, when Shen Xizhi talked about the man, her tone was so familiar that she couldn't be mad.

She maintained a smirk: "Okay, I'm going back too."

When Shen Xizhi walked downstairs to the dormitory, thinking of You Ling's pale face, she bowed her eyes happily.

After taking a shower at night, Shen Xizhi and Zhang Qi talked for a while, and turned off the lights in the dormitory at ten o'clock. Climb to bed and play on the phone while lying on the bed.

The other three roommates are still awake, and the phone lights illuminate the little side of the world.

She clicked on a novel and read it, and she heard Su Qiang say: "Sisters, stop playing with your mobile phone, I want to chat."

Liu Lilu: "No, the phone is for playing."

Shen Xizhi: "You can chat while playing."

Zheng Peipei: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't we go to the lecture this afternoon? Have you noticed that, that handsome man?" Su Qiang said excitedly.

"Qiao Zong?" Liu Lilu smiled: "You still raise your hand to ask if they have a girlfriend. Su Qiang, you are really bold."

Zheng Peipei said: "Just because you asked, the remaining people asked more and more seriously."

Shen Xizhi didn't interrupt, she turned her hand off and listened to her roommate talking about Qiao Zong.

"Do you think he has a girlfriend?" Su Qiang didn't say about Qiao Zong and Shen Xizhi's acquaintance. Although she was curious, it was obvious that Shen Xizhi didn't want to mention it, nor did she gossip.

"Yes." Liu Lilu yawned: "A man who looks like that, what is it called?"

"A beauty is a disaster." Zheng Peipei said.

"Yes, disaster." Liu Lilu continued: "This kind of disaster is placed in Danmei novels, and properly attacked by beauty, placed in ancient novels, is a goblin that harms the country and the people. But if it is placed next to us, it is a vixen. People. Saying that you don't necessarily change your girlfriends a day, how can you be single?"

Shen Xizhi retorted secretly.

He doesn't have a girlfriend yet.

"Hey, why didn't Xi Zhi speak?" Zheng Peipei noticed.

"Go to sleep." Su Qiang said.

"Then let's keep your voice down." Liu Lilu said in a low voice: "Speaking of this person, when he introduced himself, I thought of "Red Cliff"."

The college entrance examination did not last a summer vacation, so I still remember some of the knowledge of high school.

Su Qiang remembered: "Dongfeng doesn't get along with Zhou Lang, Tongquechun locks Er Qiao deeply, right?"

Shen Xizhi turned over, pressed her cheek against the pillow, and gently touched the spot pinched by Qiao Zong with her fingers.

I heard Liu Lilu's very soft voice again: "Yes, I think, this Qiao Zong, if he was born at that time, maybe it will become, Tongquechun deeply locks Qiao Zong."

Several roommates chatted softly, and then fell asleep one after another.

Only Shen Xizhi, thinking of what Liu Lilu said, the thought in her heart became more intense.

It was like a small seed that could have been ignored, but suddenly someone sprinkled it with sunshine and rain, and it broke through the ground. A sprout came out.

In her heart, she swaggered with Qiao Zong's words and deeds.

He has no girlfriend.

Knowing that she is a friend's sister, she still teases her so much.

Shen Xizhi bit her lip.

Does he like her?

But Shen Qingyi said that Qiao Zong does this to everyone.

Then he doesn't like her?

But it seems, but also a little like it.

Shen Xizhi covered her eyes and let out a bored breath.

She tossed about and couldn't sleep, and finally rubbed her face.

The girl thought with anger.

do not care.

She didn't care if Qiao Zong meant it or not.

Since this enchanting man provokes her, he must be "responsible" to her.

She suddenly remembered being in the car tonight.

The man leaned forward and pinched her face with dry fingers. The light mint and medicinal scent seemed to linger on the tip of the nose.

That man was seduce her brazenly.

And, still aftertaste, rubbed his fingers.

etc-

Why does he wipe his fingers?

Doesn't she have oil on her face? ? ! !

no!

Certainly not!

Acne too! no!

After a series of intense psychological activities, Shen Xizhi reluctantly calmed down, closing her eyes, but the peach-like eyes appeared in front of her again.

She had a dream.

In a dream, Qiao Zong asked her if she fell in love with her brother?

And she nodded and said with a smile, that she just fell in love with her brother.