Chen Qinghe rolled his eyes, climbed up to the passenger seat, and had a smile on his conversation.

"Sister Qiao, are you living in the school dormitory?"

"No, the project company has arranged an apartment, which is closer to the company." Zhou Qiao replied.

Chen Qinghe looked like this and said, "The benefits of large enterprises are pretty good, single apartments are fully equipped, and meal subsidies are indispensable, right?"

Zhou Qiao nodded, "It's all the takeaways that are ordered by the same person, but the apartments are shared."

Lu Hanxiao braked suddenly.

"Oh, hey." Chen Qinghe hit the back of the chair with his forehead.

Hearing the word "stop", Lu Hanxiao stepped on the brakes and was speechless in secret.

Chen Qinghe glanced at him meaningfully and continued to chat.

"Sister Qiao, you are so obedient. You have been here for so long. You don't say hello to me on my birthday."

Zhou Qiao seemed to have a cassette for two seconds, "Brother Chen, isn't your birthday March?"

Li Kun in the back seat couldn't help but bent the corners of his mouth and quietly looked at Chen Qinghe as he pretended.

Zhou Qiao left in July, and it hasn’t been the New Year’s Eve yet, so where did you say your birthday?

Chen Qinghe's face was not blushing, his heart was not beating, "The birthday on my ID card is fake, I am a November Sagittarius shooter and the eagle."

Although Li Kun didn't know the whole story, he was also a person with clear eyes and clear minds, so he followed the words to cooperate with the performance, "Don't think about the lively birthday this year. You have a mission. If you enter the training ground the day after tomorrow, you will be on guard. Otherwise, I will celebrate it in advance tomorrow?"

The driver, Mr. Xiao Lu, who was expressionless and drove without saying a word, was grateful to the two brothers.

Chen Qinghe pretended to be amazed and said, "Captain Li, you really came up with a bad idea!" He looked at Zhou Qiao again, "Sister Qiao, do you have time tomorrow? Come out and have a meal together."

Zhou Qiao was about to speak.

"I will join the team the day after tomorrow to train. I can't come out for ten or half a month. I don't have any acquaintances here. I'll give you a birthday meal." Chen Qinghe took the lead and kept talking. "A meal can't delay your time. Besides, tomorrow is a public break, don't say you have to work overtime."

“…”

Lu Hanxiao seemed to be calm and did not care about his own affairs, but in fact his ears stood up and did not let go of any movements from the people around him.

How would she react?

Reject mercilessly? Or agree happily.

At this moment, Lu Hanxiao even selfishly hoped that Zhou Qiao would refuse, because the more he was deliberate and intense the attitude, did it mean that she could not let go?

The joy of this moment didn't last long, because Zhou Qiao said: "Okay."

She promised to be happy without any delay or refusal. Chen Qinghe slapped her thigh, "That's great."

While saying this, he deliberately put his left hand on the back of Lu Hanxiao's chair, and hit him "inadvertently" with his elbow. Lu Hanxiao thought to himself, I know, 25, I remember this favor!

As the atmosphere was about to fall into silence again, Lu Hanxiao hardened a new topic.

"How do you get to your apartment?"

The moment he spoke, Zhou Qiao's heartbeat stepped on the beat of his speech and drew a undulating electrocardiogram.

She calmed down and reported the address.

Lu Hanxiao said: "I know the area, but the street is not familiar with it. You can point the way." Afraid that she misunderstood and thought too much, Lu Hanxiao turned his head and asked Chen Qinghe and Li Kun, "Do you know?"

The two of them shook their heads in a tacit understanding.

Zhou Qiao pursed her lips, "Turn right at the intersection in front."

Lu Hanxiao turned on the turn signal to indicate that he knew.

The radio in the car was placed in the midnight country folk song, with gentle and tenderness. Zhou Qiao whispered lightly in these songs, and would remind him 50 meters in advance before each change of lanes.

In front is the intersection of the downtown city, with many cars and wide roads, and there are six roads in one direction.

Zhou Qiao left enough time for him to operate, so he said early, "There are very strict snapshots here, and there are more cars in front." He meant that he could change to the right lane as soon as possible.

Lu Hanxiao said "um" and was quiet.

Zhou Qiao thought he knew.

As a result, she didn't drive far, and she frowned, "I'm wrong, it's on the right."

Lu Hanxiao's eyes wandered left and right on the signboard, "Was swanta going here? It's written on the sign."

Zhou Qiao: "The road sign is also to the right."

After a few seconds, Lu Hanxiao suddenly realized with an oh, "I saw it wrong."

It takes at least ten minutes to go around the wrong path. Zhou Qiao reminded him more carefully, "You can turn around for two kilometers in the front. Don't make mistakes this time, otherwise you will go to the intercity expressway."

Lu Hanxiao also adjusted the seats and looked quite nervous.

This made Zhou Qiao feel a little disgusted, so he softened his tone, "It's okay, please turn it on slowly."

In order to highlight his "carefulness" and "attention", Lu Hanxiao not only fulfilled Zhou Qiao's intentions, but also drove the sports car into a pedal car, but also asked every few meters:

"Are you going here?"

"Is there a red light ahead?"

"The green light is on, Is this a passable one?"

Zhou Qiao was also fully immersed in the role of "electronic navigation", and he really had to answer questions and answers.

"Yes, it's here."

"It's time to change the light, you can reduce the speed."

"Hey! You can't turn left here!"

Chen Qinghe and Li Kun on the rear seat looked at each other and got the same meaning in each other's expression.

"Fuck, Xiao'er's acting skills have been sublimated again."

He has come to Los Angeles a lot, especially this part that is so familiar that he can't be more familiar. In order to say a few more words to Zhou Qiao, it's enough to be hard work.

In the end, Lu Hanxiao finally lived up to him and successfully delivered Zhou Qiao to his destination after eleven o'clock.

Even Li Kun could see the calculators in his mind.

All of them were afraid of the call Zhou Qiao had received before "I guaranteed to get home before 11 o'clock".

Zhou Qiao lives in a community that looks pretty regular. There are not many buildings inside, so she didn't let him drive in.

"Thanks."

Before getting off the car, Zhou Qiao turned sideways, with most of her face facing Chen Qinghe, and only half of her was left to Lu Hanxiao. Her goal was unknown, and she said vaguely and perfunctorily, "Thank you for sending me home."

No thank you.

Thank you, not.

Hearing Lu Hanxiao's heart and lungs was very aggrieved.

Chen Qinghe seized the opportunity and said with a quick knife: "Sister Qiao, save my phone number for me, and I will tell you the time tomorrow morning."

Zhou Qiao was not pretentious, and she deserved it. She reported her number and said, "It's okay to contact it on WeChat."

When I heard the word WeChat, someone was going to feel bored again.

Even Chen Qinghe, the animal, could be kept in her list, but he was blocked.

Zhou Qiao got out of the car, closed the car door, stood back a few steps, waved his hands to Chen Qinghe and the others and said goodbye.

Li Kun reminded in the car, "Why don't you leave?"

Lu Hanxiao was reluctant to change gears and reversed slowly.

Zhou Qiao was still standing there, the car turned around, and Lu Hanxiao and her finally got to the same place. The window was closed, and nothing inside the car could be seen from outside.

Only then did Lu Hanxiao dare to take off the damn stranger's mask and stare at her in the car. His eyes were like fire and stars, wishing he could spontaneously burn, and he could swallow Zhou Qiao together before he could stop.

Chen Qinghe looked at his reaction, sighed, patted his shoulder, "Let's go, it's been a long time."

Lu Hanxiao was calm and his mouth was tense, and a "boom" kick came out of the accelerator.

In the rearview mirror, the gradually distant street scene blurred and narrowed, and Zhou Qiao's figure also turned around and left.

Lu Hanxiao took a deep breath and felt his throat as if it was unwieldy, tight and painful.

Chen Qinghe said: "I'm going to arrive the number, I'll give it to you later."

Lu Hanxiao was absent-minded: "No need, I have already memorized it."

Chen Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and then extended his thumbs heartily, "Lu Xueba, call you."

Here.

When Zhou Qiao arrived at the apartment, he was covered in dust.

The lights in the room were open, and Zhou Qiao said to the person on the sofa apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm late to come back."

The handsome guy with yellow hair and blue eyes turned his head, pouted and blamed him, protesting in half-baked Chinese, "Joe, you released my pigeon, and the pigeon flew to the moon."

Zhou Qiao smiled while changing his shoes, "It was Chang'e who flew up the moon."
To be continued...