President Ba’s Little Rose

Shen Xizhi thought about it for a moment.

When I met Qiao Zong at her entrance banquet, he and Shen Qingyi had a very happy conversation, and the two of them were very close.

Later, in the hotel corridor, Qiao Zong's tone became lighter after seeing Shen Qing's translation.

After that, on the way home, Qiao Zong admitted in the car that he ran after Shen Qingyi.

But Shen Qingyi is a straight man and doesn't like him.

That day Qiao Zong also specifically told her not to tell other people this secret.

Shen Xizhi: "..."

She suddenly wondered whether Qiao Zong would use her as a substitute for Shen Qing's translation.

If you can't catch up with Shen Qing's translation, then chase after Shen Qing's sister.

Shen Xizhi decisively pressed the voice call button, sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and reached out to touch the lamp.

Stepping on her slippers, she got out of bed, walked a few steps to the mirror, and carefully looked at the girl's face in the mirror.

Willow brows and apricot eyes, oval face, white skin, and slightly raised eye tails. Without makeup, with a kind of beauty.

Shen Xi Zhishu exhaled and patted her chest.

It's not bad.

It is not at all similar to Shen Qingyi's disgusting look.

Qiao Zong's voice came from the phone on the bed.

"Brother-in-law?" He chuckled and asked, "Qiao Luyi, who taught you to shout like this?"

It seemed that this question was very dangerous, and the kid didn't answer it.

"Surely," Qiao Zong said in a stretched tone, jokingly: "Shen Qing translated and taught you, right?"

"..."

Shen Xizhi's heart suddenly lifted up, she walked to the bed, pricked her ears to listen.

"Oh." The kid whispered.

Qiao laughed, and spit out two words coldly: "Sure enough."

"..."

The child seemed to run away, and there was a sound of footsteps.

Shen Xizhi couldn't help but asked, "What is it?"

There was a slight anger in the little girl's voice.

"Your brother," Qiao Zong said, "to discredit me everywhere."

Shen Xizhi's brows were loosened, and she asked carefully: "What do you mean--"

"Ok?"

"You haven't chased my brother?" Shen Xizhi finished asking.

As soon as the voice fell, the end of the phone was deadly quiet.

After a long time, Qiao Zong spoke, seemingly absurd: "Should I chase your brother?"

"Didn't you say it yourself?" Shen Xizhi said with a flat mouth, sullenly: "You also told me not to talk nonsense everywhere."

Qiao Zong was silent for a while.

Think of that time I casually teased the little girl.

Originally, I just thought that the little girl was very cute. He and Shen Qingyi were used to joking, and he didn't have any scruples when talking.

"Zhizhi." Qiao Zong called her name.

Shen Xizhi blinked, "What?"

"I said that last time because of your brother's face." Qiao Zong said softly, "I never chased him."

Shen Xizhi's eyes were bent, she lay on the bed with her mobile phone, put the mobile phone on her pillow, and lay on her side.

She deliberately said: "Then you like my brother?"

"...?" Qiao Zong gritted his teeth, then sneered, and asked faintly, "I can see him like that?"

Hearing Qiao Zong belittling Shen Qing's translation, Shen Xizhi felt a subtle sense of satisfaction. She curled up with the quilt, pretending to inadvertently said: "Then Qiao Zong, you didn't treat me as my brother's substitute?"

Qiao Zong choked for a long while before saying every word: "Your brother's substitute, body?"

The two words for substitute seemed to pop out of his teeth.

Shen Xizhi hesitated: "Ah, it's a stand-in."

Qiao Zong didn't say a word, there was the sound of a man grunting and drinking water.

Shen Xizhi took advantage of this gap, got up and turned off the light, and lay in the quilt. She stared at the faintly fluorescent mobile phone, waiting for Qiao Zong's answer.

After a while, Qiao Zong smiled and asked, "Why do you say that?"

His tone returned to the usual gentleness and calmness, with a three-point idleness.

Shen Xizhi didn't know how to explain.

I can't say that she actually wants to hear Qiao Zongquan's derogatory translation of Shen Qing.

"Xi Zhi," Qiao Zong's voice was a little muffled, and he was especially gentle in his ears. He said, "I think I want to confess one thing to you."

"What?" Shen Xizhi asked subconsciously.

Qiao Zong paused, seeming to find it difficult to speak, but he was very open when he said: "Although I am almost ten years older than you, in fact, I have never been in love, nor have I liked anyone."

"Ah...?" Shen Xizhi opened her mouth blankly.

Qiao's face stretched long, but his words were not so serious. She originally thought that Qiao Zong might change a girlfriend in two or three days.

Suddenly I heard him say that he had never been in a relationship before.

"I didn't think about who I would be with." Qiao Zong's tone suddenly became cold, he smiled, and his voice became soft again: "I like you very much, don't you know? "

Shen Xizhi nodded and bit her lip.

Her mind seemed to knock over a bottle of Coke soda, and the white bubbles continued to rise. The sweet taste unscrupulously occupied her heart and spread to her limbs.

"So, I didn't treat you as someone's stand-in or anything." Qiao Zong said seriously: "Xi Zhi, to me, you are unique."

"..."

"Are you listening?" Before answering, Qiao Zong asked casually.

Shen Xizhi stammered: "I am, listening."

"Knowing that brother's kiss was also the first kiss," Qiao asked slowly, but his tone was sullen: "Happy stupid?"

"..."

Shen Xizhi gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to hang up.

"I'm happy too." Qiao Zong smiled and said casually: "Xi Zhi, brother is so happy that he can't sleep anymore, what should I do?"

"..."

His words were like a feather, scratching on the tip of Shen Xizhi's heart, crisp and itchy.

In this silent night, except for Qiao Zong's breathing along the phone, she could only hear her own heartbeat, which was violent.

She almost dryly asked: "Then what do you want to be able to sleep."

"You call Brother Qiao Zong," Qiao Zong said in a frivolous tone as if teasing, and said with a smile: "I should be asleep after listening."

"...I'm going to sleep!"

Shen Xizhi snorted and hung up the phone without hesitation.

When sleeping at night, it seemed that she had a very sweet dream. When Shen Xizhi woke up, the corners of her mouth were all raised.

She was in a great mood humming a song to wash, brushing her teeth while recalling the dream.

After leaving the bathroom, his head got stuck. Suddenly forgot the content of the dream.

Shen Xizhi didn't care too much, and went down for breakfast with Shen Jilin.

At nine o'clock, Shen Jilin received a call from Qiao Zong.

Qiao Zong had already arrived, and asked if they needed help with luggage or things.

Shen Jilin took a sip of the milk he hadn't finished drinking in the morning, glanced at Shen Xizhi in a complicated mood, and refused: "Qiao Zong...Brother, we don't have a lot of things, so just move it yourself."

After talking on the phone, Shen Jilin sighed.

He didn't know what to call Qiao Zong just now, especially, this person is very likely to deceive his sister's feelings.

Shen Jilin brought few things, only one bag. Shen Xizhi got an extra suitcase.

The two packed up their things and went into the elevator.

As the elevator went down, Shen Jilin turned his head and glanced at Shen Xizhi again.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Xizhi asked inexplicably after he looked at it several times.

Shen Jilin opened his mouth, and when he reached his mouth, he changed into: "...no."

"Just say if you have anything." Shen Xizhi frowned, annoying his ink marks the most, "Don't hesitate."

During the conversation, the elevator door opened.

Shen Xizhi took the lead in pulling the suitcase out, but Shen Jilin grabbed her arm behind him, "Xi Zhi."

"Huh?" Shen Xizhi paused, raised her head, and asked blankly: "What's the matter?"

Meeting the girl’s tea-colored eyes, Shen Jilin’s head became hot, and asked: "Will you marry Brother Qiao Zong in the future?"

"...Huh?" Shen Xizhi blinked her eyes and tilted her head, shocked: "What?"

"No, nothing." He retracted his hand in a whisper, and rubbed his nose nonchalantly. He caught a glimpse of Qiao Zong from the entrance of the lobby and immediately waved: "Brother Qiao Zong! This way!"

Qiao Zong wore a black suit today, standing in front of the hotel with a long body. The temperament is calm and introverted, and the black formal clothes also suppressed his overly enchanting five senses, revealing a vague aura of abstinence.

Hearing Shen Jilin's voice, he slowly turned around, and his gaze fell precisely on Shen Xizhi. Then, she curled her lips in her direction.

Shen Xizhi didn't even care about the suitcase, ran over with her bag on her back, stood in front of him, and raised her head. The girl's eyes were shining like stars dotted with stars.

"Qiao Zong, you are here!"

Qiao Zong stretched out his hand and sorted out her slightly chaotic bangs, lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were tender, learning her tone, and whispered: "Well, come and take my girlfriend home."

Shen Xizhi wanted to give him a hug, but in front of Shen Jilin, she was always a little embarrassed.

She tugged at Qiao Zong's sleeve dullly, and said, "After I go back, I will miss you every day."

Shen Jilin happened to pull her suitcase and walked over. Hearing these words, he felt unreasonably irritable. He twisted his eyebrows and said impatiently: "Shen Xizhi, why are you like a child."

Shen Xizhi turned her head and stared at him fiercely: "Then you, are you very mature?"

"I'm older than you by three hundred days." Shen Jilin said: "Three hundred days, roughly equal to one year."

"...Oh." Shen Xizhi gave him a glance.

"Jin, put your luggage in the car." Qiao Zong held the girl's hand that was pulling his sleeve, and said softly, "It's not too early."

The man's palm was dry and warm, covering her four fingers, and there was a tingling sensation similar to an electric shock from the fingertips.

Shen Xizhi lowered her head and was led into the car quietly by him.

This time Qiao Zong opened the door of the co-pilot. Shen Xizhi sat in and fastened his seat belt.

On the way to the airport, she pretended to stare out of the car window at first, but then turned her head to stare at Qiao Zong.

The girl's eyes were burning, and the brown apricot eyes were full of love.

Qiao Zong's shirt button was buttoned to the top, wrapping around the neck under the Adam's apple. She nodded in satisfaction. I noticed that the pinhole in his hand had faded a bit.

When there was a red light, Qiao Zong turned his head suddenly, "Zhizhi."

"Huh?" Shen Xizhi was a little dazed and didn't react. His eyes were still looking straight at him.

Qiao Zong smiled silently, in a lazy tone: "Don't look at me like that."

"Why?" Shen Xizhi muttered.

"Not why." Qiao constricted his eyes, his expression was very pale, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and a trace of restrained indifference appeared at the end of his eyes.

On the way to the back, the girl turned away from him like a puff, turned her head and looked out the car window, and did not speak to him.

The corners of Qiao Zong's lips bend a small arc, and he is quickly pressed down firmly, making the line of his lips straight. His eyes also became cold.

The little girl didn't know.

When she was so stared at.

Qiao Zong didn't think about it at all, and sent her home.

The desires in my heart. Thoughts grow crazily.

He even wanted to tie her to him forever, he could only look at him like this forever.

Witnessing the scene in the car, Shen Jilin's face was ugly.

When he arrived at the airport, his eyes were like two knives, staring directly at Shen Xizhi and Qiao Zong.

Shen Xizhi completely ignored him.

The closer it was to boarding, the more reluctant she felt.

The girl was pitiful, pulling Qiao Zong's cuffs and not letting go: "Qiao Zong..."

The little girl didn't seem to hate his indifference at all.

"I'll see you next week, Zhizhi, don't you feel sad?" Qiao Zong's tone was very soft and soft.

"Then, would you miss me?" Shen Xizhi glanced at him secretly and lowered his head.

He bends down slightly, his gentle peach blossom eyes staring at her, and then his eyes are curved into a nice arc.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the knuckle of his index finger gently against the corner of the girl's eye, his tone seemed helpless: "Little girlfriend, brother now starts to miss you."