Chapter 57

Qi Shaoqin looked suspiciously at Ji Mo and looked up and down.

His look is no different from that just now?

And when I argue with him, it doesn't look like a seriously ill person at all!

How can you slow down again?

Originally, the speed was very slow. When did you have to drive like this?

She really wondered if she could get to city B in five hours?

After much deliberation, Qi Shaoqin had an idea and said, "otherwise, brother Jiang He, you can leave me at the nearby long-distance bus station. I can take a bus by myself."

Jiang He naturally can't respond to her. After all, Ji Mo is the master.

Qi Shaoqin's little brother Jiang He didn't mean any harm, but it suddenly cooled the back of Jiang He's head.

He roared in his heart, "Miss Qi, can you stop identifying relatives?"

Naturally, Qi Shaoqin could not hear Jiang He's inner activities. He was still convinced that he could talk to an assistant: "in this way, if you stop by the side of the road, I can take a taxi to the station by myself. Brother Jiang He, you hear me, say a word?"

Jiang He was sweating like rain. Naturally, he didn't dare to say: "..."

Qi Shaoqin was still brewing new words. Ji Mo said, "get on the highway right away. You can't stop at will. In addition, Jiang He is three months younger than you. Your brother calls him old."

Qi Shaoqin's throat was sweet.

She was satirized by Ji mo. is she still young when she is old?

"Cough, cough, cough... Can you speak? I don't know how old he is. Besides, if you don't call him little brother, can you call him little brother? Don't you feel uncomfortable and ashamed when you two big men hear me call him little brother?" Qi Shaoqin's eyes were red with anger.

"Cough..." Jiang He suddenly said to Qi Shaoqin. The little brother suddenly blushed and coughed violently.

When Ji Mo heard this, he looked particularly calm.

Qi Shaoqin had a flat meal in the duel with Ji Mo just now. Naturally, he won't have nothing to do. Go to find Ji Mo's mouth and get moldy.

But she always felt that the car was too quiet, so that Ji Mo could attract her attention even if it was just a shallow breath.

She didn't want to pay too much attention to his every move. She wanted to do something else to distract her attention.

Yu Guang saw that her sitting posture was not very natural. It seemed that she was scratching her ears and cheeks. Ji Mo slowly asked, "listen to music?"

Qi Shaoqin, listen to music? This is good.

Looking at her face, Ji Mo said to Jiang He, "turn on the music."

Jiang He immediately turned on the car music.

The soft pure music came to Qi Shaoqin's ears from the stereo in the car.

The sound quality is great. This stereo is expensive at first sight.

However, it's really boring to listen to this kind of pure music

"Do you have a DJ?" she asked.

Seeing the high-speed, I still listen to the DJ.

Jiang He's face was stiff and he explained awkwardly, "there's no DJ channel."

Qi Shaoqin frowned: "are there any pop songs?"

"Neither," Jiang He replied very carefully.

Qi Shaoqin was a little boring. "What's the matter?"

"It's probably light music of various styles..." Jiang He said, and Qi Shaoqin's face was completely black. "Forget it, don't listen, you turn it off."

Such a good car doesn't have any good songs. Ji Mo's sick son is so boring.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting off to take another car, Qi Shaoqin took off his shoes, sat on the seat, and then shrunk aside.

Because of her slender figure, she easily shrinks herself into a g-shape.