Chapter 462

Feng Ye laughed until his shoulders trembled: "Beijing Feng and my brother Chen, I don't know what advantages are there?"

"Although my master is not as good-looking as Qin Jingchen, he seems to be a little shorter and a little weaker than him, but in other respects, he is not bad at all!" Xiaobao stared at Qin Jingchen for a while and gave objective comment.

Qin Jingchen (North Wind version): "..."

After Yi Rong became the North Wind, he did deliberately reduce his aura, and even stooped slightly to make his height less conspicuous.

Now that I am being pulled by myself, I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Feng Ye laughed so hard that he couldn't hold chopsticks.

Xiaobao frowned: "Why?"

"Nothing, nothing, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Seeing that Qin Jingchen has been being trampled and trampled, Xiaobao has been calm and calm, and he is a little unsure of the man's mind for a while.

She didn't dare to continue.

Jiang Zhe gave a chopstick to the dish: "Is there not enough food? Why do you keep talking?"

After the meal, Xiaobao and Fatty saw that Qin Jingchen had been taking good care of Jiang Zhe, and they were relieved.

Only Feng Ye kept smiling inexplicably.

After eating, Xiaobao and Fatty are going back to school.

The two were still whispering.

Watching them get into the car, Jiang Zhe watched them leave.

In the car, the fat man asked Xiaobao, "what do you think about Qin Jingchen?"

"It seems to be still possible, with a high appearance and a very good figure..."

"Who let you see what he looks like!"

Xiaobao said sternly: "No matter how good he is, he can't compare to our master! But what about the master? I heard that they can't use their mobile phones after they go back. I can't contact him even if I want to!"

"Anyway, I have to let the master know about this matter, lest he still has fantasies about idols, and he will be more sad when he finds out later?"

"But speaking, Qin Jingchen has a good temper. He was not angry when we stepped on it today."

Fatty said speechlessly: "What kind of a step you are, you praise him for being tall and handsome!"

...

Feng Ye glanced at Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen who were holding hands, and said consciously, "I'll go get the car first."

Qin Jingchen lowered his eyes and asked Jiang Zhe, "so Beifeng and me, which one do you choose?"

Jiang Zhe smiled: "Why are you still competing with yourself?"

"Like me more, or him?"

"Children only do multiple-choice questions, and adults, of course, need both."

As soon as Jiang Zhe finished speaking, he was pulled into his arms by Qin Jingchen, and the man's kiss drowned her.

The cold and pine-like smell on his body made Jiang Zhe confused and intoxicated. He remembered the two kisses in the jungle where no one was anywhere, and the wind was hunting in his ears.

Hearing the sound of the vehicle in his ear, Jiang Zhe was suddenly awakened.

She glanced and saw that the housekeeper was sitting in the car watching her.

She quickly separated from Qin Jingchen.

The housekeeper looked like she was in her fifties, maybe because she had been with Mrs. Jiang for a long time, she looked at people in the same way as Mrs. Jiang.

Jiang Zhe couldn't stand this look.

Qin Jingchen released Jiang Zhe.

The housekeeper also felt a little abrupt. After she delivered Jiang Zhe, she did not leave, and waited for Jiang Zhe nearby. According to Mrs. Jiang, she was afraid of what trouble she would encounter when she first came to Beicheng Continent.

She saw Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen here just now, so she asked the driver to drive over. She didn't expect to encounter this scene.

She got out of the car with a light cough, "Little Miss, Master Qin. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Although Qin Jingchen let go of Jiang Zhe's waist, he still held her finger.

"I'm here to pick up the young lady and go home."

Jiang Zhe nodded: "Let's go then."

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and said politely, "Then Master Qin, goodbye."

She turned around.

Jiang Zhe also turned around.

Qin Jingchen's fingers were hooked. Taking advantage of the gap when the housekeeper had turned around, Qin Jingchen took her back into his arms and kissed her red lips again.

When the butler turned around in doubt, Qin Jingchen had let go of Jiang Zhe, who was following behind the butler.

The butler found nothing unusual and got into the car.

Jiang Zhe stretched out his hand and stroked his ear hair, and it felt a little hot when he touched it.

Looking out the window, Qin Jingchen was looking at himself, his brows were gentle, and he gradually disappeared from Jiang Zhe's sight.

Feng Ye's car drove over and asked, "Why, my sister-in-law has just returned, and there is a curfew at home?"

"After all, she's only eighteen years old." Qin Jingchen got in the car, "Jiang Yaowang doesn't dare to care about her, but Mrs. Jiang doesn't."

Feng Ye clicked his tongue: "Then what will you do in the future?"

Qin Jingchen said in a calm voice, "why are you in the morning and evening?"

Feng Ye laughed.

After several days of preparations by the Jiang family, Jiang Zhe's welcome homecoming ceremony was finally prepared.

The Jiang family set up the banquet in the top hotels in Beicheng Continent, and invited friends from all walks of life to come.

In the lounge on the top floor, the housekeeper is leading a designer to help Jiang Zhe choose clothes.

This was all delivered a few days ago, but Jiang Zhe never had time to try it.

To this day, the housekeeper urged her not to try.

Jiang Zhe frowned slightly as he looked at so many complicated and extremely heavy dresses.

"Little Miss, see if you like it, no matter which one it is, if it doesn't fit, you can change it immediately." The housekeeper said.

Designer Hou is next to him.

"What if I said, I don't like any of them?" Jiang Zhe asked back.

housekeeper:"……"

Butler: "Then we will now rearrange people to send another batch over."

Jiang Zhe: "..."

The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Mrs. Jiang walked in.

"Old lady." The housekeeper and the designer greeted with their heads bowed.

"If Jiang Zhe doesn't like it, forget it." Mrs. Jiang said, "School uniforms are also good. Students, it's not surprising to wear school uniforms."

"But..." the butler wanted to persuade.

"Xiao Zhe, what do you think?" Mrs. Jiang asked.

"Thank you, grandma." Jiang Zhe was wearing the school uniform, or the school uniform of the Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

It's light and comfortable, she's always used to wearing it like this.

Mrs. Jiang had learned about Jiang Zhe's habits and preferences, and decided not to force her.

The housekeeper couldn't persuade him any more, so he left with the designer.

Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Zhe with a smile: "You are exactly the same as your mother. You never care about other people's opinions when you do things, and only do what you think is suitable. Don't worry, grandma thinks it's good."

Since Mrs. Jiang had no objection, Jiang Zhe dressed like this and went downstairs.

As soon as she came downstairs, she saw many people running to her for autographs: "Idol, autograph for me!"

"Please sign me too! I really like your performance in military training!"

Jiang Zhe signed two of them and squeezed out the crowd.

Then I heard people talking: "I don't know who the child the Jiang family got back, who is he, and he hasn't shown up now."