He snorted coldly, Leng Xiao glanced at her without expression, but his eyes were quite complicated: "Stop it."

After laughing happily, Fan Tie tightened Nian Xiaojing's Liangliang's fingers and pinched them, looking at Leng Xiao: "Brother, find a place to have supper, I'll treat you!"

"Yes." Leng Xiao did not object.

"Leave as soon as you say it. This broken cafe is crowded and boring, and it's boring." Fan Tie said that, pulling Nian Xiaojing and turning around.

"Fan Tie--"

He roared quietly, Nian Xiaojing was so angry that his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his eyes were staring at him, his annoyance seemed to want to remove his bones and get cramps-

"What's wrong?" Fan Tie asked with his lips curled up and smiled.

Unexpectedly, Nian Xiaojing suddenly raised his hand and slapped him loudly in front of everyone.

"Shameless!"

The hard slap made Fan Tie stunned on the spot. After living for twenty-seven years, except for his father, when did his face be slapped by others? And he was also a woman.

He was stunned, and Baoqi was also stunned, and reached out to pull her: "Xiaojing--"

After prying apart Fan Tie and holding his hand tightly, Nian Xiaojing's voice became weaker.

"Fan Tie, we have broken up. If you forget, then I will remind you now."

After saying that, he pushed away Fan Tie who was standing in front of him, nodded to Baoqi, picked up the bag on the table, turned around and left.

No one spoke until her background disappeared.

The atmosphere is heavy-

After a long time, Fan Tie smiled self-deprecatingly, touched his hot face, and sat on the sofa. He was both embarrassed, angry, and helpless. His face was colorful and filled with different emotions, and he looked so depressed.

His eyes flashed over him lightly, Leng Xiao pulled Baoqi up, stood up and said calmly.

"Let's go, what do you want to eat? I'll invite you."

"Ha, haha, Xiaozi, you are so humorous. Just be casual! Now, I can't taste it even if I eat swan meat!" Fan Tie's eyebrows and eyes were filled with wounded depression.

Is it humorous?

Baoqi was confused, where was the humor?

After leaving the unlucky cafe, after taking a few sips of cool breeze, Baoqi got into the car that Chen Heigou drove over. As soon as he got in, he saw a Maybach driving over from the car window.

Then, Maybach's car window fell, and Fan Tie's gloomy face inside.

"Xiaozi, come on, let's do one."

After saying that, before Leng Xiao answered, the guy stepped on the accelerator and Maybach drove out with a "boom".

Leng Xiao snorted coldly, "Crazy!"

Shaking his head, he then told Chen Heigou not to pay attention to his crazy words. This point is just the peak time when you get off work, racing on the road in Kyoto. Isn’t it a search for death?

Habitually, Baoqi pressed the partitions between the front and rear seats first, and Comrade Chen Heigou drove the Knight Fifteenth speed and what speed to use, and walked along the Maybach route that had disappeared.

After a while, no one in the car spoke.

Turning a street, Baoqi's frown still didn't let go. Her mind had been circling several times in her mind. She finally couldn't help but ask Leng Xiao: "Uncle Second, what happened between them?"

He grabbed her hand with a cold expression and kneaded it all the time. Master Xiao asked lightly: "Didn't your friend tell you?"

"No! I met Xiaojing when she came to Liunian Village for a trip. I only knew that she had a bad mood when she broke up with her boyfriend, and the rest... Well, Nian Xiaojing is really good to people, but she is so secretive about her own affairs. If you know, tell me, second uncle?"

He patted her gently, Leng Xiao pondered for a long time, but didn't say anything.

Obviously, he won't answer.

Baoqi struggled in his arms for a few times, then turned his body to stare at his face a little unhappy, and guessed, "No, don't you say that, right?! Humph, I guess, with Xiaojing's temper, there is only one possibility to break up with Fan Tie. It must be Fan Tie cheating? Is it with that Luo Jiayin?...Damn, my destiny is riding a donkey and looking for a horse, and one smelly foot stepped on two boats, so now, the boat capsized, the relationship is drowned, right?"

She was chattering, and she was a little terrifyingly noisy.

After pinching the tip of her nose, Leng Xiao hesitated and hummed: "You should be a screenwriter."

"Am I wrong? Then tell me what's going on?" Bao Qi asked honestly without shame after blinking his eyes. Generally speaking, this trick is very good. Most people will climb up along her pole and tell her the real answer directly.

But……

Mr. Xiao's eyes darkened, "Stop blackmailing me! Their affairs are too complicated, wait for the person involved to tell you."

Silently looking at the sky!

He looked at him helplessly for a while, and Baoniuer smiled unwillingly: "Uncle Second, I want to know more because it is too complicated. You have to know that any simple relationship is not worth exploring and commemorating. This is why stories such as Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Liang Zhu, etc. can be passed down to this day."

She said in an orderly manner, while sighing, her eyebrows were tightly twisted. She didn't look like a girl who had just tasted love at the age of 18, but like an eighty-year-old old woman who had experienced vicissitudes.

However……

Leng Xiao ignored her twists and turns, staring at her coldly with indifferent eyes, "You can take care of yourself."

In one sentence, she ended her long speech.

Humph, Bao Niuer laughed sinisterly for a few times, suddenly leaned over and tightened his neck, raised his chin, and said, "I know, you two are good, no matter how bad he is, you will definitely protect him and speak."

"..." Leng Xiao stared at her, speechless.

"Uncle Second, do you know? There is no reliable man who likes big girls and girls, Fan Tie is a typical example."

Leng Xiao's eyebrows thundered violently, "Do you know he likes it?"

With his head slightly lowered, Baoqi seemed to have accidentally passed by his chest and hummed coldly: "Nonsense! Last time he ate hot pot, he just stared at me..."

She was despised and she couldn't say the rest of her-

Leng Xiao was ridiculous and crying. His rough hands raised, and his sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle locked her, and his voice was dark: "It's okay."

With a "hmm" sound of conditioned reflex, Baoqi's body reacted faster than his brain, and he habitually pressed him closer. His heart became sweeter and sweeter. The next moment, she simply sat on his lap, lowered her head and hit his forehead, pressed her throat, and leaned into her ear.
Chapter completed!