Qin Chan noticed her gaze and turned around and stared at her staring at her, holding a water cup in both hands and siping in small sips.

But the dark pupils are innocent and childish, like children who are ignorant of the world, without any affection or lingering, and are clean and pure and overly over.

His eyes were slightly darker, he put down his suit jacket, turned around and walked towards her with great strides, his elegant and steady steps covered a trace of danger and depth.

Ning Miao took a step back inexplicably, and then behind her was the double-opening door of the suite, and there was no way out.

Qin Chan stood in front of her, looking at her with deep and dark eyes. The smell of alcohol on the man's body mixed with the smell of agarwood, surrounded her with no escape.

Those aggressiveness hidden under the humility of being arrogant and humble seem to be able to tear the disguise at any time.

The girl looked up at him, put down the paper cup casually, and asked uneasily: "Qin, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Chan just raised his hand and rubbed her hair, as if to comfort a gentle kitten, "It's very late, let's take a break early."

Perhaps because of drinking, his voice was a little hoarse and deep, and there was a sensual sensuality hidden in his calmness.

The man's palm was also filled with perm. Ning Miao could feel the temperature of his palm through his hair. When rubbing his hair, the burning heat from his fingertips gently touched her head, which was a little itchy, as if he was about to lift it up.

flame.

Ning Miao couldn't help but shrink his head, his ears were a little red, and he said softly: "Then... good night? I'll go back."

Seeing her reaction, and the helplessness flashed in her innocent black eyes, Qin Chan's raised palm stopped, and then moved down to her shoulder in a faint sigh, leaning over her shoulder, leaning over

Hold her gently.

This sudden hug, the rich hormonal smell on the man's body mixed with the aroma of wine came to him, causing Ning Miao's body to freeze.

"I promised to give you a hug, don't you really want it?"

Ning Miao pressed against Qin Chan's chest, and even his voice magnified infinitely in his ears, shaking like a drum beat.

It seems... it was her greedy for Qin Chan's arms and took the initiative to let him hug her more.

Qin Chan never broke his promise and gave it without hesitation.

But the hug now seems to be different from what she imagined.

She raised her hand hesitantly and surrounded Qin Chan's waist. Through her light and crisp shirt, she could clearly feel the touch and strength of a man's waist, as well as the warm body temperature.

Dangerous and tempting.

Qin Chan then noticed that her little hand that was surrounding her waist was a little trembling.

Realizing this, Qin Chan's thin lips raised a long and meaningful smile and asked, "Why are you so afraid of me all of a sudden?"

Ning Miao lay on his chest and whispered in a normal tone: "Ah...no, you are so kind to me, why am I afraid of you?"

"Your body is very stiff and your hands are shaking." Qin Chan's voice was gentlemanly and arrogant.

Ning Miao blinked in confusion, as if it was indeed the case.

Qin Chan sighed helplessly, let go of her, looked at her at a loss, and asked in a low voice, "Don't like it anymore?"

Perhaps because of smelling the smell of the wine on the man's body, Ning Miao explained dizzyly: "No... I just didn't react, don't care."

"Ning Miao."

Ning Miao was stunned.

This was the first time Qin Chan called her name in full. In the past, he used to avoid the title in a concise manner, or as he did when he met, he called the slander and polite Miss Ning.

She has never liked the surname Ning.

But she suddenly felt that her name could be so nice and pleasant.

Qin Chan continued: "I am 27 years old."

The man's long eyes have always been cold and deep, with a strong momentum of killing and iron blood. At this moment, the emotions in his eyes have become obscure.

Ning Miao almost instantly understood what he meant.

She lowered her head and dared not look into his eyes.

Then he pointed his finger guiltily and said stutteringly: "That, I have always had an idea, but I dare not say it."

"What's the idea?"

The girl looked up at him again, pursed her pink lips, and plucked up the courage to ask sweetly:

"I, I want to... develop a marriage relationship with you, is it okay?"

This is an answer that Qin Chan had never expected at all.

His expression suddenly stopped for a moment, then he pursed his thin lips and asked seriously: "Do you know what this means?"

Ning Miao tilted his head and looked beautiful, and replied in a chinese voice: "It means we can be together forever."

This answer was not what Qin Chan wanted, but he had already expected it.

The little girl still doesn't know anything.

It’s not clear at all that marriage represents too many meanings.

He looked at the girl's ignorant eyes, restrained all the emotions in his eyes, returned to calmness and depth, and raised his hand and rubbed her head again.

"You are still in high school, you can't fall in love early or get married."

Ning Miao: "..." I regretted returning to China and started with high school.

Is it still time to get a university diploma now?

She looked aggrieved and asked perseverantly: "What about after I get the university notice?"

"Then get the notice."

Qin Chan did not give a positive answer, but did not deny or refuse. This made the girl's mouth still tilt up and she replied softly: "Oh."

"It's very late, go to bed." Qin Chan said.

Ning Miao thought for a while and nodded, "Don't work too hard, good health is the most important thing."

Qin Chan opened the door and took her to the door of her room.

"Mr. Qin."

Ning Miao stood at the door and carefully grabbed his cuffs.

Qin Chan, who was about to leave, turned around.

Ning Miao let go of his sleeve and looked at him obediently, saying, "My request is very serious."

Qin Chan opened his thin lips lightly and said seriously and seriously: "I will tell you the answer when I'm waiting for my 20th birthday."

Ning Miao said that she would reveal her choice for trafficking cases that year on her 20th birthday.

Qin Chan said that he would tell him the answer that day.

Ning Miao thought about it and there were still two months left...

Time should be enough.

Seeing Ning Miao close the door, Qin Chan returned to his room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Ning Miao casually placing the paper cup on the flower stand at the door, and remembered his own test just now.

The conversation just now verified many things in the dream, and perhaps it could change some things.

This matter...is still in a hurry.

Why not clean up some restless people in the family first.

...

The next day, after Ning Miao finished breakfast, he asked Qin Yan and her to go to the Jade Trading City in the south of the city.

The jade minerals in Demon Bay are extremely rich. The south of the city is close to the border of Demon Bay, forming a mature jade trading venue. Whether it is raw stones or finished products, you can buy them here.

Arriving at the trading city, Ning Miao headed straight to the raw stone trading area.

"Miss Ning, are you going to bet on stones?" Qin Yan asked.

Ning Miao looked sideways and glanced at Han Jun who had just walked into a jade product store, and replied casually: "Well, I'm free. I heard that the jade transactions here are very famous, come and have a look."

The original stone stall owner in front of the two looked confused as they communicated in the voice of Jiuzhou Kingdom.

Qin Yan said: "The raw stone merchants here all speak local dialects, so I'll translate it for you."

"It's okay, I know a little bit of the language in the south of Norong." Ning Miao smiled, took out a strong light flashlight, pointed to a rough stone as big as a fist, and asked the stall owner in a fluent dialect, "Can you see it?

?”

This is comparable to the fluency of a local person. He once again showed Qin Yan. He retreated silently behind Ning Miao and paid attention to the movements around him.

The stall owner nodded and said, "Yes, you can see it."

Ning Miao picked up the stone, lit it and looked at the light transmission inside, and asked, "What's the price?"

The stall owner said a number: "Thirty-five."

According to the price of the Norong Empire, 35,000 yuan can buy a sedan with good performance.
Chapter completed!