Zhou Zheng carried a transparent bag in his other hand and made sure that Qiao Aiwen was okay. He handed it to her and said casually: "I just passed by your favorite ice cream shop, and it will close later."

Qiao Aiwen took the bag and smiled brightly, "Thank you, Zheng."

Zhou Zheng actually looked serious, but at the moment he smiled very softly and said, "Thank you, isn't it right for you to buy food?"

Qiao Aiwen replied with a smile: "Fake and polite, I just say it casually, you just listen to it."

Zhou Zheng didn't say a word. Looking at her, he could almost overflow his eyes. Ling Yue watched from the side. The acid water spread from the bottom of his heart to the bottom of his tongue. What is it?

Zhou Zheng talked to Qiao Aiwen for a long while without anyone else beside Zhou Zheng. It seemed that he saw Ling Yue only now, his eyes fell on Ling Yue's face, and he asked calmly, "This is your friend?"

The awkwardness in Qiao Aiwen's eyes flashed away, and then she said calmly: "Well, he happened to be coming to the United States to come out to play together."

Zhou Zheng nodded slightly at Ling Yue, which was regarded as a greeting. Ling Yue was a very polite person on weekdays, but he didn't want to respond inexplicably. In fact, he did not respond. He only turned his head to Qiao Aiwen and said: "Come with me to buy something. "

Qiao Aiwen has emotions in her heart, but her face is natural, "Go by yourself."

"I don't know the place."

Zhou Zhengdao: "What do you want to buy, I will let the driver take you there."

Ling Yue didn't want to buy anything, he just wanted to talk to Qiao Aiwen alone.

Without a smile, Ling Yue didn't even look at Zhou Zheng, and said to himself: "No, I'll go with Xiaowen."

Qiao Aiwen stood beside Zhou Zheng and looked up at Ling Yue, "What are you going to buy?"

Ling Yue stared at her. To tell the truth, his mind was blank. After a few seconds, he said, "Buy medicine."

Qiao Aiwen was surprised, "What medicine?"

Ling Yue kept his eyes open, and said without blinking, "Heart disease medicine."

After speaking, afraid that she would not understand, he added: "I feel uncomfortable."

Qiao Aiwen's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably. This is the first time Ling Yue has expressed his mind since the two have known each other for so long, right?

If this was left in the past, she would have taken off happily. Although she could not help herself for a moment, it was only a momentary impulse. She had been impulsive for too long, but the result? Facts have proved that it seems that a woman is too active and really has no good end.

Ling Yue is slapping a sweet date?

Qiao Aiwen didn't want it.

The two of them looked at each other like no one, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

Zhou Zheng said: "There is a pharmacy in front of me, ask my driver to take you there. It's not easy to take a taxi here."

Qiao Aiwen also looked at Ling Yue and opened her mouth: "Don't play in this kind of place if your heart is uncomfortable. Let's go back to the hotel and rest. The nightlife of young people is not suitable for you."

Whether the night life is not suitable or she is not suitable for him, the speaker is interested, and the listener is also interested.

The eyes are facing each other. Many words don’t need to be straightforward. They are smart people. Just a little bit of it will understand. Ling Yue's heart is upset and painful, as if he really has angina. It was only at this moment that he realized that Qiao Aiwen could not. It hurt, but she was reluctant to hurt him before.

If Song Xi was there, she would be better able to appreciate the ‘poison’ of Qiao’s family. The two brothers and sisters seem to have different personalities, but in reality they are all the same.

Ling Yue was ready for Qiao Aiwen to shake his face with him, but he was not ready to be slapped in front of outsiders, especially the feeling Zhou Zheng gave him. Ling Yue didn't like it because he could tell at a glance , Zhou Zheng's relationship with Qiao Aiwen is definitely not just about his brother's feelings for his sister.

Only when you like someone very much can you easily see who your rival is in love. This is the sense of smell and has nothing to do with IQ.

Ling Yue's lack of face is small, and his heart is big, Qiao Aiwen drives him away, but wants to be with Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked at the Rolls Royce parked on the side of the street. The driver immediately got out of the car and walked quickly. He ordered: "Send this gentleman to the nearby drugstore."

After that, he looked at Ling Yue again, "Where do you live?"

Ling Yue looked at Qiao Aiwen for a few seconds again, and made sure that she hadn't intended to speak. Then he withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "No need."

After speaking, he turned and left. Qiao Aiwen looked at his back, and her heart felt very painful for an instant, as if a large piece of meat had been cut off with a knife, and even her throat was strangled.

Zhou Zheng watched Ling Yue's back, a few seconds later, turned his head to look at Qiao Aiwen, "He just left, is he alright?"

Qiao Aiwen clenched her fists without a trace, offsetting the sadness and the pain, secretly adjusting her breathing, and calmly said: "It's okay. He speaks English more slowly than Americans and can't lose it."

Zhou Zheng said: "Go in."

Qiao Aiwen retracted her gaze and followed Zhou Zheng into the nightclub.

Ling Yue was so angry that he wanted to take a taxi to the airport as soon as he turned around. But after walking for a while, his anger disappeared a little. He didn't think it would make him quarrel or lose his temper. It's normal to say nothing? After walking for a while, Ling Yue's anger faded again, thinking backwards, thinking that the reason why Qiao Aiwen had something to say, hiding needles in her words, didn't avenge him because she liked him...

As the anger became smaller, Ling Yue finally managed to convince himself that he was not only not angry, but rather happy. Fighting is cursing or love, and speaking coldly is the right direction for development. If it is not painful or itchy, then it is there. problem.

Back at the hotel, Ling Yue didn't go upstairs directly, but sat in the lobby lounge area and waited. Qiao Aiwen stayed in the same hotel with him. She wouldn't play all night without coming back, right?

Qiao Aiwen really did not return overnight. Ling Yue waited from ten o'clock in the night until almost twelve o'clock the next morning. Qiao Aiwen walked in slowly from outside wearing sunglasses, seeming not to see him, holding her mobile phone and talking to others Voice: "Brother Zheng, I'm here, don't worry about me, you go to work..." Come on and make money, find me a sister-in-law earlier, Qiao Aiwen hasn't waited to say anything after that, she inadvertently raised her head and appeared on the smooth elevator door opposite , Reflecting the tall figure coming from behind, who else is it not Ling Yue?

Qiao Aiwen was taken aback, and instinctively retracted the phone. Upon seeing this, Ling Yue was even more angry, his thin lips opened, and he said in a deep voice, "Where did you live last night?"

The elevator door opened, and the two walked in, Qiao Aiwen glanced at the eyes behind his sunglasses and ignored him.

When the elevator door closed, Ling Yue glanced at her and said, "What do you want?"

Just tell him what she wants, why torturing people so much?

Qiao Aiwen still didn't say anything. The phone rang. Zhou Zheng gave her a voice. She listened to it. Because the elevator was very quiet, Ling Yue next to him could vaguely hear: "I didn't sleep well last night. Sleep more and I will pick you up for dinner at night."

Qiao Aiwen returned a word: OK.

Ling Yue was about to explode, wishing to grab Qiao Aiwen's mobile phone and smash Zhou Zheng in the face.

The handsome face was completely gloomy, and with obvious anger, he asked aloud: "Who is he?"