Aware of the coolness of the man's fingertips, Joan turned her face slightly and inadvertently looked at each other. Even if Huo Chengzhou clearly knew that Joan couldn't see, he was still confused and his cheeks were slightly hot.
He quickly wiped the glutinous rice off Joan's lips and coughed: "there are glutinous rice grains... Stuck to his face..."
Joan replied stiffly, "yes."
Just now, when the man's breath was close, she even realized that she had such a feeling of losing her heart!
She doesn't like the feeling.
Especially in the case of men and first love netizens.
She put the mini sugar gourd box on the table: "I'll... I'll wash my face, and then we'll go home."
"OK."
Huo Chengzhou responded and watched her leave. The man's eyes fell back into the sugar gourd box and saw the glutinous rice flavor sugar gourd she had eaten half.
He licked his lips slightly. He took the half of sugar gourd and ate it into his mouth.
The entrance was sweet, soft, waxy, slightly sour and astringent, just like his mood at the moment. He chewed it carefully for a moment and swallowed it. He felt that his face was a little hot again.
When Joan came back, she didn't notice anything wrong with her snacks. She put on her bag and put on her coat. Then she followed Huo Chengzhou to listen to zhuxuan.
……
Night fell.
Wang Meini arrives at Qiao's house with a triumphant smile. Qiao Xue has not returned from shopping with Zhou Yun. There are only busy servants in the house and Qiao Minghui who watches financial programs in the living room.
Seeing Wang Meini entering the door, he slightly twisted his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"
Wang Meini was wearing a tight white sweater with a small leather skirt on her lower body. Her slim waist was slightly exposed and she was graceful. Every frown and smile was beautiful.
She smiled and went to Qiao Minghui: "brother Qiao, of course I have good news."
Then she leaned over to his ear, her voice was charming and exhaled like LAN: "just now I have called sister Zhou, and her task has been successfully completed. Now everyone knows that I am Joan's mother."
Qiao Minghui shuddered by her soft voice and hid slightly: "I don't know this yet."
Wang Meini looked at him on the side of the sofa. There was a rough wave in front of her chest. She scolded Qiao Minghui in her eyes. She continued to say softly, "so I'm not here."
After all, Qiao Minghui was a person who had seen the scene. Wang Meini could see clearly what she wanted to do. He only remained silent for a while: "tell me, what's going on?"
Wang Meini got up and sat down on the sofa next to Qiao Minghui. She kept some distance from him, which was a bit of hard to get.
"This morning, sister Zhou gave me a DNA identification report, helped me contact a group of online celebrities and reporters, and processed our story. I took people directly to the piano house to see Joan."
Wang Meini's eyes were as beautiful as silk, and she picked a little: "in short, the task has been successfully completed. Now the whole world should know that Joan is my daughter."
Qiao Minghui nodded and stared at the TV with no distractions: "HMM."
Wang Meini smiled coldly in her heart. She had never met a man she couldn't handle, especially Qiao Minghui. She had plenty of ways.
She put her hands on the armrest of the sofa, pursed her mouth slightly, and said softly: "but if the reporter asks who the child's father is, I'm afraid you have to come out to block it..."
Qiao Minghui frowned: "since Zhou Yun is looking for someone, they won't talk much!"
Wang Meini blinked and looked at Qiao Minghui. Even if she was over half a hundred years old, the man in front of her was still handsome, which was really rare.
She sighed slightly, adding a touch of gentle helplessness: "Hey, I hope this thing is true, so I can count on it. I don't have to be alone in this world. I don't even have a warm quilt to sleep at night."