Chapter 916 What Should I Do if I Am Too Weak [45]

Hearing this, Li Ma nodded quickly, "Hey, good night, Miss Shen."

"Well, good night." Shen Wanqing smiled and closed the door.

She put down her phone, looked at herself in the mirror and sighed tiredly.

I have to take a shower, I have to remove my makeup, and my hair probably needs to be washed several times...

Tired.JPG

Half an hour later, Shen Wanqing came out of the bathroom.

Walking all the way out of the bathroom with wet bare feet, took out the hair dryer to dry her hair, drank a can of Wangzai milk at last, then turned off the light in the room with her mobile phone, and slowly rolled back to bed.

Wrapped in a quilt, Shen Wanqing took out her cell phone while yawning.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Shen Wanqing wiped the physical tears from the corners of her eyes while clicking on WeChat.

Finding that the boy didn't reply to her message, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, but when she looked through the chat records above, she couldn't help but smile again.

It seems...it's reasonable not to reply to messages

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This side, Qiao Shijin's apartment.

Qiao Shijin also just came out of the bathroom, her slender body was wrapped in a bathrobe, because there was no one else in the apartment except him, the young man seemed much more casual in his clothes.

The black bathrobe was very abstinent and indifferent, and the belt around the waist was loose and loose.

Not to mention the collar, it looks like a deep V, revealing a large area of ​​fair and lean skin, beautiful and delicate collarbone, soft and graceful shoulder line, as if casually supporting the bathrobe.

He came to the kitchen, made a cup of coffee casually, and left the kitchen with the coffee in his hand.

Qiao Shijin's eyes were very cold. There were floor-to-ceiling windows outside the window. The apartment building was very high, and it was located in the most prosperous section of the city center of country M.

Just a casual glance outside, you can see the bustling city.

High-rise buildings, colorful neon lights, and high-speed traffic flow continuously.

Qiao Shijin took a sip of the coffee, which was bitter and mellow, and his brain seemed to wake up instantly.

Suddenly, the phone on the sofa rang.

Qiao Shijin pursed her lips and walked over indifferently, with calm and indifferent brows and eyes drooping, and glanced at the mobile phone on the sofa.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone on the sofa.

As expected, it was indeed the message sent by the little girl.

[It's Qingqing Duck: Good night. 】

【It's Qingqing Duck: Little Fatty's Lovely Kiss.JPG】

Qiao Shijin turned around and sat on the sofa, her slender legs slightly folded. His downcast eyes fell on the emojis posted by the girl, and he slid up with his slender and cool fingertips, and found that almost all of them were intimate and lovely emojis.

Kiss?

His eyes fell on the emoji filled with the big face of the little chubby boy, pouting and kissing, very cute.

He seems to be able to see the little girl making this expression, it should be cuter.

Qiao Shijin thought about it, and unconsciously bent the corners of her lips.

Qiao Shijin stopped in a daze when a smile came to the corner of his mouth.

he……

He just thought of the little girl and laughed?

Qiao Shijin put down the phone suddenly, pinched the center of her eyebrows with her fingertips, and closed her deep and beautiful eyes.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and he was inexplicably agitated.

Qiao Shijin, what are you thinking?

That person is your half-sister, you actually...

The other party would be so close to him, probably because he wanted to win over the relationship between the two of them and please his nominal 'cousin'.