Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 44 You are such an ungrateful woman

Chapter 44 You are such an ungrateful woman
Ye Jiaqi took the clothes from Qiao Sinian's hand and walked into the dressing room.

Qiao Sinian's vision is okay, but the clothes he chooses are relatively conservative, neither showing shoulders nor backs.

This aqua green dress is very intellectual, with round neck and broken diamonds, waist design, suitable for important occasions.

Pushing open the door, she came out.

Qiao Sinian raised his head and his eyes fell on her.

Ye Jiaqi in front of her was gentle and generous, her skin was fair and flawless, and her big watery eyes were like stars in the sky.

Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, like a hibiscus flower blooming in summer, with a charming smile.

For a while, Joe Sinian didn't look away.

Ye Jiaqi felt uncomfortable by him: "I don't think it suits me..."

"Why doesn't it fit."

"It's too mature, I'm not used to it."

"Are you still your own child?"

"I'm not too old." Ye Jiaqi was unhappy.

"A few more for you."

Josinian turned his head, and his eyes fell back to the hanger.

There are all kinds of clothes here, some are suitable for drinking parties, some are suitable for parties, and some... should be more suitable for the airport.

Ye Jiaqi stepped forward and refused: "Master Qiao, you don't need to help me choose clothes, I don't have any shortage of clothes."

"Yes, you don't lack clothes, you lack taste!"

Ye Jiaqi's eyes twitched, so direct.

"Master Qiao, my friend must be waiting for me outside the mall, I have to go down." Ye Jiaqi said, "If Master Qiao has a hobby of buying clothes for women, I think, in this capital, how many women will line up to beg Your."

Qiao Sinian's face sank all of a sudden, his thin lips pursed tightly.

"Master Qiao, we haven't been in touch for three years. What's more, we have nothing to do with each other. You don't have to be nice to me, I don't appreciate it."

Qiao Sinian looked at Ye Jiaqi's small mouth, and the grievances accumulated in the abdominal cavity gradually rose.

"Ye Jiaqi, I have never seen such an ungrateful woman as you!"

"Master Qiao is right. I'm not only ungrateful, I'm also ruthless, but so what? Nothing compares to your indifference, Master Qiao!"

Ye Jiaqi's heart aches...

Thinking of the child he killed three years ago...

The baby is seven months old, how can he get it...

No matter how ruthless she is, how can she compare to his ruthlessness!
She looked at Jo Sinian, he was angry, his fists were clenched, his face was cloudy.

Instinctively took two steps back, Ye Jiaqi quickly ran to the locker room.

Closing the door of the locker room, she leaned against the wall with an uneven breath, her legs softened and she almost collapsed.

She knew that in this capital, no one dared to talk to Qiao Sinian like that.

She didn't dare, but she was angry.

Three years later, he is rich and powerful, has a happy family, a beautiful wife, and a lovely son. Why did she have to bear all the pain three years ago.

After a while, Ye Jiaqi supported the wall and picked up his clothes.

She unzipped the back of her dress, ready to change.

But, just as she pulled down the zipper and took off her skirt, the door of the dressing room was kicked open—

"Ah!" Ye Jiaqi hurriedly bent over and pulled up her skirt again.

But that's it, it's still gone, the skirt only covers most of the body and half of the shoulders are exposed in the air.

Qiao Sinian didn't give her any chance to resist, and pressed her against the wall with a big, cold hand!
As soon as this stern face approached, Ye Jiaqi's heart beat wildly.

"Master Qiao, don't do this, in broad daylight..."

"Am I indifferent?"

Qiao Sinian's eyes were piercing, as sharp as a falcon.

He pressed her hands, not letting her move, and his left leg pressed her legs, his chest pressed tightly against her chest.

 (→_→ rogue, stop! That's right, it's you...)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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