Zhou Qiao was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that this was all told to her?

Zhou Qiao was at a loss and turned all his eyes to Xu Chenjun. Xu Chenjun didn't raise his head, just caring for the cards, and his tone seemed to be giving orders.

"Zhou Qiao, then please come and go, oh, give me a cup of chrysanthemum tea."

The sound of mahjong was noisy, and Zhou Qiao was stabbed by these sounds like tinnitus. He could hear everything, but it seemed that he was blind.

She opened the door numbly, closed the door, and then walked towards the service desk. When she came back, she only stepped into one foot. When she heard the aunt wearing a gold and jade pendant say again, "Oh, I'm a little hungry now. Little girl, can you help my aunt run errands? Go and buy some cakes?"

Zhou Qiao still subconsciously glanced at Xu Chenjun, but she sat upright, only looking at the cards, pretending she didn't hear it.

The attitude is already very obvious.

Zhou Qiao forced a reluctant smile, "Okay."

"The one at the corner of the street from Chengxi Road is red bean flavor."

Zhou Qiao dragged her tired body out.

The sound of mahjong in the box gradually became smaller. The one who had just become a bad guy sighed, "Look at how much this little girl loves her, Chen Jun, you are really, I can't bear it anymore."

The other two agreed repeatedly, "It's a bit embarrassing. Alas, what's going on, Chen Jun?"

Xu Chenjun hesitated while setting the cards, and pointed his fingers back and forth, and said without any emotion: "You all say less. I have my plans, let's do as I do."

"I can't even feel sorry for someone to buy cakes. I promised to buy cakes. I'll buy the cakes and I won't be a villain anymore. If you want to make things difficult, you can go by yourself."

Xu Chenjun blew out one piece after another in a irritable state, but was excitedly shouted by the opponent, "Wait, it's all!"

Xu Chenjun pushed the card, she looked at the watch on her wrist, and then at the door. Somehow, she lost her mood.

———

Zhou Qiao was not familiar with this area, so he walked a long way along the road sign and asked a few passers-by before he could find out the general direction of Chengxi Road.

There were two stops and the bus was not directly accessible, so I had to walk to find it. So Zhou Qiao asked all the way and it took half an hour to find the place.

The store is not a special high-end store, but it is very ordinary, with few customers and the boss is lazy. Zhou Qiao really doesn't understand why that aunt ordered to eat this store.

But soon, she realized that maybe she didn't really want to eat, but it was just intentional.

This shop is also a weird thing. The red bean cake is made big, and it is very difficult to hold four in a pack of paper boxes. Zhou Qiao carried two in one hand and walked against the crowd on the street, worried that he would be touched.

While waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, her cell phone in her bag sounded like a death-thrust. Zhou Qiao put the cake on the ground in a tossing manner and answered, "Hey, aunt. It's almost done, wait for me for fifteen minutes. OK."

The phone call has not been finished, and the sidewalks are only twenty seconds away.

Zhou Qiao stuffed his phone between his side face and shoulders, hurriedly lifted up four large cake boxes, and quickly walked along the zebra crossing.

She couldn't hear what she was talking on the phone, and she was just lying across the road, but she didn't notice it even after she took a few steps, stepped on her right foot—

"Ouch!"

Zhou Qiao screamed in pain, all the mobile phone cakes flew out, and the person fell to the ground hard.

This is cement floor, and the clothes in early summer are already very thin. Zhou Qiao was in pain for a long time and couldn't recover. She rubbed a large piece of skin on her palm. Although she was wearing a long skirt, she couldn't resist the wear of her knees.

pain.

It hurts everywhere.

The passage time had passed long ago, and the car kept roaring. Zhou Qiao's cheeks were hot, like an alien in front of everyone. She hurriedly got up, squatted on the ground, inserted the scattered cake box, and broke the screen of the mobile phone, a long strip from head to end.

The sound of the whistle is getting more and more dissatisfied, and the more you panic, the harder you can do it.

Zhou Qiao lost his rules, and a cake box that he had finally inserted cracked again. The cake inside also rolled out, dragging a long cream mark on the cement floor.

Zhou Qiao raised his head and saw a sanitation worker waiting for a green light across the street, holding a broom and looking at her with a very dissatisfied expression.

Zhou Qiao lowered his head, looked at the mess, and then looked at his broken cell phone.

Tears rolled down in a "smack" way.

She simply wanted nothing, got up and trotted across the road.

When she arrived opposite, she clearly heard the complaints of the sanitation workers, "There are so many things in the afternoon, I could have gotten off work, and the cake was so difficult to clean!"

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world was pointing at her.

Zhou Qiao's eyes were sore, and tears were like the flood peaks, and he couldn't control them no matter how hard he was.

And in the private room, on the mahjong table.

"I haven't come back for so long, are you leaving?" The aunt who was about to eat the cake was in a bad mood.

Xu Chenjun's expression was light, and she seemed to be counting cards seriously, but her heart was floating, flying up and down.

After a while, she drew an eighty thousand mark, and her voice was light.

"I hope she will retreat."

———

apartment.

When Lu Hanxiao came back from get off work, he saw the lights on in the living room as soon as he entered the door.

Zhou Qiao was sitting on the sofa, with the TV on, and was playing a noisy variety show.

"Huh? Don't you like to watch this kind of thing?" Lu Hanxiao changed his shoes and walked over, hugged her neck from behind through the sofa, and turned his head to "pop" her face.

Zhou Qiao was very quiet, with her mouth slightly raised, looking like she was smiling.

"It's boring, just take a look."

She performed normally, but Lu Hanxiao always felt something was wrong. His eyes turned and his eyes moved to her hands.

Zhou Qiao's palm was facing downwards, but he still noticed it carefully.

"Let me see." Lu Hanxiao walked around and sat side by side on the sofa with her, and couldn't help but pinch her wrist.

"Hiss--" Zhou Qiao breathed in and frowned.

When Lu Hanxiao saw a large piece of skin rubbing off her palm, she was so nervous, "What's wrong?!"

Zhou Qiao let him hold it, without any movement and without saying anything.

Lu Hanxiao is very experienced. He was injured by his hand. If he fell, his foot must be a problem. So he lifted her skirt to his thigh.

really.

"Say." Lu Han Xiao's eyebrows were impatient and asked seriously: "What's going on?"

It was quiet for a moment.

Zhou Qiao looked at his nervous look and suddenly reached out to pinch his face, saying easily: "It's okay. I just think..."

Lu Hanxiao didn't have the heart to joke, "What do you think?"

Zhou Qiao pulled a tired smile.

"I think... it's not easy to love you..."
Chapter completed!