"Let's go back first."

Song Yanqing is still a little tired at the moment. He doesn't know if this tiredness is a sequelae from a while ago. He just wants to rest quickly.

And it was earlier than his rest time.

"Oh oh oh, good."

Aren didn't know what Qiao Jin did with Song Yanqing on this trip for no reason. Song Yanqing felt a little weak when he got in the car.

At this time, Qiao Jin took the initiative to hold his cheek: "You must be weak now. I can help you recover. You lower your head and put it on my lap."

Song Yanqing: "..."

He was stiff all over.

Mainly because of Qiao Jin's sudden close contact.

However, seeing Qiao Jin's bright and serious eyes, he knew that this girl had an involuntary intimacy.

She doesn't seem to understand the taboos between men and women in modern society.

Especially this kind of intimate contact.

But the reason was too valid, he couldn't resist.

But it is not used to it, his body is a little stiff, like little by little, slowly bends his body, put his head on Qiao Jin's leg.

Because it was summer, she was wearing a pair of shorts, and a section of her thigh was exposed, and he was pressing on her tender white leg.

Can feel the temperature and softness.

The young master who has always been noble and elegant, now is a little at a loss.

But soon, Qiao Jin's hand touched his cheek, and bursts of soothing temperature passed from her palms, and his body was really gradually recovering.

In addition, it was sleeping time, and this kind of action became more sleepy, and Qiao Jin said in a low voice: "I will tell you why when I go back."

He nodded, and gradually fell asleep.

Another one whose eyes are falling off when driving ahead.

"..."

Have you ever considered that there is another person in the car?

He just lost the young master for ten minutes. What happened in these ten minutes?

Has the world changed in these ten minutes?

The young master has never had such close contact with women when he grows up, even his sister.

And the young master usually sleeps unsteadily when someone is there, which would make him fall asleep directly?

His shocked eyes met Qiao Jin, and the girl's eyes were frank and puzzled: "You are driving, what are you rubbing?"

Another: "..."

Can't you wait any longer!

But he thought that the young master was twenty-five, and he was not too young. It would be rare for him to have someone who would be close to him. Thinking of this, A Jian turned his head back angrily and drove his car.

When I arrived at the ancestral home of the Song family, I saw them coming back so late. Although Song Xiyin was not at home, he was informed by the servant about the situation at home and called to greet him.

Song Yanqing woke up when he got out of the car, but a little tired. Another handed the phone to him. Song Yanqing's voice became more dumb: "Well, I just went out to do something. Okay, I will. Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yanqing turned his head and said to Qiao Jin: "My dad asked what we did."

Joe thought about it today, "I'll talk about it then, I will stay tonight to talk to you."

Song Yanqing almost nodded without hesitation: "I have a room on my side, and I will ask you to make a new bed."

Another: "..."

Master, fame, fame, big evening, you leave a girl, tomorrow the top social headlines of the imperial capital will be you, okay?