Dog Man

Does "Dog Man" look like a dog?

"I don't have your number." He ran back and handed the phone to Qiao Jiang.

Qiao Jiang entered his mobile phone number, pressed dial, then took out his mobile phone and wrote: dog man.

Yan Zhao didn't make any notes, he just stared at her mobile phone number, remembered it in his mind, took out the lipstick from his pocket and handed it to her.

Qiao Jiang took it in his hand and asked deliberately, "Why is it at your place?" even though he knew it had fallen into his warehouse.

Gao Jinlan also listened carefully.

Yan Zhao: "...I picked it up."

"Where did you pick it up?" Qiao Jiang raised his eyes.

Yan Zhao: "..."

She did it on purpose. She might have guessed that she found it on the bed, but she just teased him with this.

Yan Zhao stared at her, said nothing, turned around and walked back. He bumped into someone on the way. He bowed his head and apologized to the person. When the person saw his size, they moved their hands like Parkinson's.

Qiao Jiang couldn't help but laugh.

"Why is this kid Yan Zhao so weird?" Gao Jinlan looked confused.

"Does it look like a dog?" Qiao Jiang raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Gao Jinlan: "..."

"You kid, why do you look like a dog?" She pulled Qiao Jiang forward, "Don't talk like that in front of others in the future, it's rude."

Qiao Jiang said "Oh" casually Voice.

The two went to eat fast food. Gao Jinlan hadn't eaten shredded potatoes for a long time and missed it very much. All she ordered was home-style stir-fry. After dinner, Qiao Jiang took her to the bathing center for a steam massage. She was very sticky, so she took a shower. , stayed in the steam room for a few minutes, and then took Gao Jinlan to the next room for a massage.

Although the service in the suburbs is not as good as in the city, the service is quite good. There are fruit drinks, but there are fewer types and no red wine.

Qiao Jiang picked a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and apple juice. Gao Jinlan was lying next to her with a facial mask on her face. The technician was applying body lotion to her. She enjoyed it so much that she said to Qiao Jiang: "It's really nice here. There are... Eat, drink, and get a massage."

"I'll apply for a card later, and I'll bring you in for massage twice a week." Qiao Jiang took a sip of the apple juice. It tasted average, and she put it down.

"No, just come once a year." After Gao Jinlan said it, she felt that a year was too luxurious for her, so she changed her mind again, "That's okay, it's up to you."

The two played all day long, and at four o'clock in the afternoon Back home, Qiao Jiang just got out of the car and saw Li Xiaolan standing by the swimming pool. He was picking up fallen leaves beside the swimming pool. The trash can at hand was already full.

Gao Jinlan has never contacted Li Xiaolan since she learned that Li Xiaolan and Qiao Jiang broke up. No matter who is right or wrong, she will always stand on Qiao Jiang's side.

"Mom, you go in first." Qiao Jiang handed her the shopping bag.

Gao Jinlan nodded and said it was hot outside, so come in and chat, and she would go upstairs for a walk later.

This frees up the downstairs for them.

Qiao Jiang was noncommittal. She closed the car door, glanced at Li Xiaolan, and then walked home: "Come in."

Li Xiaolan came in the morning and went to the mountain. After finding that they were not there, he came back here and continued waiting. , the suit was soaked through.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Jiang." He followed Qiao Jiang and said, "I still want to apologize to you in person. I drank too much that day and all I said was drunk. Don't take what Cheng Biyu said to heart."

" Well." Qiao Jiang opened the refrigerator, took two bottles of drinks, and handed one to him.

Li Xiaolan suddenly felt as helpless as punching cotton.

"You don't take it to heart at all, do you?" he asked.

Qiao Jiang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of the drink. Hearing this, he nodded: "Yes."

Li Xiaolan covered his face and took a deep breath. Tears still flowed out. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears. Smiling and said: "Jiang Jiang, I don't know what to do with you."

Qiao Jiang is difficult to pursue. She has a very cold temper. Few people in the company can joke with her casually. Li Xiaolan and even her many suitors He is not a particularly outstanding type, but he is more attentive than others. He remembers all her preferences, her mother's birthday and preferences, and Zhang Yunyun's. The so-called Aiwujiwu is nothing more than that. He next After a lot of effort, he even learned the squirrel mandarin fish dish that Qiao Jiang loved to eat. But after he learned it, he realized that Qiao Jiang didn't like that dish anymore.

It seemed like she was going in circles and he could never keep up with her.

Just like this moment.

Li Xiaolan stared at the pear juice drink in her hand and asked, "Do you like this flavor now?"

Qiao Jiang raised her eyebrows: "Not bad."

Li Xiaolan still remembered that she liked kiwi fruit and apple juice at that time, and now , what he remembered is useless.

Before leaving, he stood up and kissed her forehead: "Jiang Jiang, I hope that person loves you more than me. I hope you are happy, joyful, and happy every day. What I can't do, I hope he can do it." "

Qiao Jiang looked into his eyes and said, "Li Xiaolan, forget about me."

"I think so." Li Xiaolan's eyes turned red again, "Goodbye, Jiang Jiang.

" When he was in front of him, he was wearing a suit and skirt, and his whole person was cold and rusty. Sitting next to the big boss, when his eyes glanced over, he had a strong and oppressive aura. He can't forget it to this day. He still remembers that after the banquet, in the bathroom A group of men are discussing her.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw her leaning on the sink and smoking. The men who had just discussed her next to her all walked away in embarrassment. Only he mustered up the courage to step forward and asked her: "Hello, can I have some of yours?" What's your number?"

He saw her glance at him with a very indifferent expression, put out the cigarette in her hand, and her voice was as cold as a human being's.

"Can't."