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Outside the Ninth Institute, Ye Wangchuan had just finished dealing with the matter at hand.

Qin Si and Bao Jingxing were also there, and the three of them made an appointment to find a nearby clubhouse for tea.

The light scented tea has just been served, and the fragrance of the tea is overflowing. The man is leaning on the leather sofa behind him, with a lazy and casual figure, holding a mobile phone, as if he is reading the news.

Qin Si originally wanted to set up a drinking game, but in the end he was forced to drink tea two to one.He has no interest in the tea ceremony, he picked up the exquisite and small teacup like a cow drinking, drank it in one gulp, knocked the cup on the table, and waited for the tea ceremony master in Hanfu to rebrew it for him.

There was a cynical expression on a handsome face, and he complained impatiently: "I said you two are only in your 20s, how do you live like an old man. Isn't Lanting fragrant? You have to come here for tea. I didn't realize the difference between the tea here and the one I brewed at home, it's not just a few leaves floating in the water." Zhuo Zan Zhuo

"Tsk, you can just talk about it here with us, don't say that when you go out." Bao Jingxing was wearing a blue shirt, buttoned to the top of the collar, and his slender neck was wrapped in the collar of the shirt, giving a pleasant impression. A strong sense of abstinence, looks serious, dignified gentleman.厺厽 gnawing books home

Qin Si sneered at his gentle scum's appearance: "So what if I say so, I don't believe they dare to bite me."

He glanced at Bao Jingxing, who was at leisure, smacked his mouth again, and said, "I said, can you not pretend to be aggressive? Where is the viciousness of fighting with Lao Tzu when I was a child, riding on the head of labor and beating people? Now it's for me." With a string of Buddhist beads, you can say Amitabha Buddha to Lao Tzu."

Bao Jingxing's personality is quite similar to Mr. Wang's.

But Mr. Wang, he seems to be easy to get along with in front of sister Qiao, but in front of outsiders, his aura around him exudes an aura that is not easy to mess with.

Unlike Bao Jingxing, who always looks smiling, as if humans and animals are harmless.

But looking at the entire capital city, who doesn't know that the first thing to not be messed with is Wang Ye, and the second thing to not be messed with is him, a smiling tiger.

A stomach full of bad water, dying!

Qin Si picked up the palm-sized teacup again, and drank it down in one gulp irritably. After only 10 minutes, he couldn't sit still.

After making complaints about Bao Jingxing, he turned his eyes to the man on the opposite sofa who was leisurely playing with his mobile phone. He rolled his eyes, as if remembering, and asked, "By the way, Master Wang, where is Sister Qiao, are you at home today?"

The man playing with the mobile phone raised his head, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Qin Si hadn't noticed the danger yet, and continued to test back and forth on the verge of death: "If she's at home, I'll go to your place and play games with her later."

"Not here." Ye Wangchuan put down his phone, tapped his beautiful fingers on the side of the phone, leaned back lazily, and looked at Qin Si: "She went out to watch a show."

"Watching the show?" Qin Si's mind didn't turn the corner for a while, mainly because he didn't associate Qiao Nian with watching the show. He was dizzy for a second before he realized, "You mean the show at SEVEN?"

Someone from his family also went to see it, and probably knew about it.

But as a big man, he is not interested in watching the show.

Qin Si treats Qiao Nian