The car gradually drove towards the bustling urban area, admiring the scenery along the way. The two of them did not have any conversation. Until the car was about to arrive at the hotel where Qianxi was staying, she couldn't help but say: "Han, you...
Do you know that I have been pretending to be drunk?"
"Haha. Is this important?"
"No..." She shook her head and smiled awkwardly: "It's not very important."
Realizing that his words were a little stiff, Leng Liehan hurriedly said: "Actually, if you want to meet your own goals, it is better to use IQ than to make more use of EQ."
Emotional intelligence? Could it be that he...
Qianxi realized something and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Han."
"Thank me?" Leng Liehan shrugged, pretending to be unclear: "Thank me for what?"
In fact, both of them are smart people. There is no need to pierce the window paper, they understand what the other person means!
"Okay, I'm here."
The car arrived at the suspended lobby of Qianxi's hotel. Leng Liehan intercepted her as she was about to get out of the car: "Wait a minute." After getting out of the car, he opened the door for her in a gentlemanly manner: "Like this
At this time, a gentleman should hold the car door for the noble princess in his heart."
Qianxi showed a helpless smile at his occasional outbursts of French humor. She slowly got out of the car, pulled up the hem of her skirt with both hands, and gave him a French lady courtesy: "See you next time, gentleman."
"Hahaha." This time she gave Leng Liehan a good humor! She shook her head helplessly, and he suddenly stopped smiling and hugged her waist with his big hands!
Her heart tightened, and Qianxi's face suddenly became dark and tense...
"See you next time?" His deep voice was so charming that she had forgotten to break free. "Don't forget me then, Qian-----Xi-----"
‘Qian------Xi------’
‘Qian------Xi------’
The tone of him calling his name echoed over and over again in his ears, and his bright eyes reflected his expression that was hiding many stories at this time...
'exist?'
It was obviously the first time that I met him, so why did he mention the word 'in'?
Thinking about where he is now, Florence... maybe they will never see each other again in the future, right?
"The last gentleman's etiquette!" Before Qianxi could react, Leng Liehan let go of his big hand around her waist, and Yuxu took her slender little hand...
With a charming smile, he bent down slightly, and his lips fell on Qianxi's white hand like a dragonfly's drop of water...