For a period of time, Shen Chao and the others were surprised to find that Qu Xiaojue had become obsessed with texting.

Even in such a bustling entertainment venue, he seemed to be aloof from the incident. His two legs wrapped in black trousers were elegantly folded together, and he held his mobile phone with his big, well-jointed hands. The clean screen remained at the text message interface.

.

[I’m going to unlock the talisman for Yan Zixu, and I’ll go and play with you when it’s over.]

【I have nothing interesting here, where are you going?】

[Shenghua Garden, I expected Yan Zixu to have dinner with someone there.]

【Then I will pick you up and accompany you there.】

Looking at the message that the text message was sent successfully, Qu Xiaojue was just about to get up when he was stopped by Shen Chao next to him, and said in a joking tone: "Brother Jue, society is progressing, but how come you have regressed to the text message era? Let me see, you

Who are you texting with behind Master’s back, and are you having so much fun doing it?”

With that said, he was about to look at Qu Xiaojue's cell phone.

But Qu Xiaojue quickly turned off the screen with quick eyes and quick hands. There was a hint of laziness and joy in his eyes, and he raised his eyebrows quite proudly: "Want to know?"

"Of course, I always know who made the noble Lord..."

When the words came to an abrupt end, Shen Chao reacted belatedly and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Could it be the master?"

Qu Xiaojue chuckled, and in Shen Chao's ears, there was nothing but frivolous and flamboyant pride: "What do you think?"

This means admitting it.

Hearing this, Shen Chao immediately changed his mind, rubbed his hands, and smiled in agreement: "No wonder, only a master-level figure can return to his original nature like this. The functions of those software are too cumbersome. SMS is better, it is simple and clear.

No network restrictions."

Qu Xiaojue lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Chao. He was still talking about the benefits of text messages, and his serious look seemed to be telling the truth.

With this kind of virtue, if one lived in ancient times, he would most likely be a glib and treacherous official.

Raising his hand to rub the center of his brow, Qu Xiaojue said in a disgusted voice: "Okay, you should have some face."

"You don't have to worry about your face in front of the master..." Shen Chao chuckled and paused for two seconds: "It would be better if the master could see me flattering her so much and give me two more peace charms.

Already."

"This is okay."

"Really?" Shen Chao's eyes widened: "Master, are you really willing to give me two more?"

"As long as you have enough money, Zhenying will definitely be willing."

She has always insisted that the money delivered to her door should not be wasted.

Although Shen Chao has spent a lot of money to purchase a batch of charms.

After saying that, Qu Xiaojue stood up, his body tall and slender, even just standing gave people an invisible sense of oppression. He waved his hands casually: "I'm leaving first, you guys have fun."

"Okay."

When Qu Xiaojue walked to the door and placed his big palm on the doorknob, Shen Chao seemed to have thought of something again and called him: "Brother Jue, there is an auction next week. Do you want to take the master to join in the fun?"

Hearing this, Qu Xiaojue turned sideways: "Auction?"

"Yes, the auction house seems to have revealed that there are brand-new works by famous artists that will be put up for auction. There are rumors that an official organization will participate in the bidding."

Anyway, it looks like fun.

Qu Xiaojue lowered his eyes and thought for two seconds: "Okay, if Zhenying is interested, I will take her for a walk."

It's all a date.

After leaving the twilight, Qu Xiaojue came to Liu's house to pick up someone as promised. In addition to a rose that must be given every time they meet, there was also a glass of...

"Why is it sugar-free milk tea again?"

Liu Zhenying looked at the man who was unhurriedly helping him buckle his seat belt, and said in a gentle tone with a bit of unspeakable annoyance: "I told you, it obviously doesn't taste good."

He reached out and pinched her pouty red lips: "I told you to eat less sweets during this period of time. This is all for the sake of your teeth."

"But you also said you wanted to buy me normal milk tea."

"When did I say that?"
Chapter completed!