When he walked out, Ye Jiaqi's heart was not very calm, and his heart was beating very fast.

She got off the elevator, packed her backpack, and walked towards the group's back garden.

Her heart was still pounding. She stood under a hidden wisteria rack, leaning against the rack weakly, closing her eyes, and her eyes were filled with tiredness.

The green leaves covered her body.

As the night gradually approaches, the orange-red light of the setting sun is disappearing little by little.

The street lights light up, pulling her thin figure very long, alone and alone.

I don’t know how long I have been standing or whether it’s dark, but she stood silently, with her eyes closed.

The hot wind blew on her body, and a layer of sweat oozed out of the tip of her nose, but she didn't realize it at all.

"What are you doing here for? Idiot." Qiao Sinian walked out of nowhere. He walked through the back garden, soaked a cup of Earl's black tea, and placed it flat on the table in the garden.

The street lights are quiet, and the environment here is elegant, suitable for viewing night view.

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes, glanced at him, grabbed the strap of his backpack with his fingers, turned around and left.

"stop."

"Mr. Qiao has any instructions." Ye Jiaqi looked at him.

He wore a casual white shirt today, and the neckline was unbuttoned as usual, revealing a piece of wheat-colored sexy skin, and his whole body was full of beastly wildness.

The light shone on him, and he looked good today, not like the night he drank.

"What's going on with your arm?" Qiao Sinian looked at the red blood mark on her hand.

Ye Jiaqi was wearing a short-sleeved light blue shirt today, and the blood marks on his nails on his arms were clearly visible.

She covered her cover and said lightly: "I accidentally got the branches."

"Stupid." Qiao Sinian looked down on her.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Mr. Qiao. I'm not in a good mood today and it's not suitable to chat with Mr. Qiao. I'm afraid that I will argue with you if I accidentally." Ye Jiaqi's tone was very tactful.

Jos smiled young, and his happy mood was in contrast to her.

At this moment, he looked at Ye Jiaqi as if he was looking at a cat, a cat that shrank himself away from strangers, but her body was still hiding sharp claws.

As he said that, Ye Jiaqi was about to leave the garden.

"Didn't you ask me a question?" Qiao Sinian spoke behind her.

"Hmm?" Ye Jiaqi frowned, "When did I ask Mr. Qiao's questions? If I remember correctly, we haven't seen each other for many days."

"firefly."

Ye Jiaqi was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, that's what I sent the wrong text."

Qiao Sinian sneered at her nose, with contempt in her deep eyes. He gently tapped the teacup with his slender fingers, looked at the garden, and curled up the corners of his lips: "Here."

"What?" Ye Jiaqi was puzzled.

"There are fireflies under the wisteria flower stand here."

"Oh, I suddenly feel very unhappy. When the mood is getting better, I will come and see you." Ye Jiaqi insisted on leaving.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the aroma of black tea in Qiao Sinian's cup. These strong smells were filled with scattered fragrance of sunken wood, which was the unique atmosphere of Qiao Sinian.

Qiao Sinian didn't stop her, sat down and took a sip of tea.

It was getting late, and Qiao Sinian's dark eyes looked at the wisteria flower stand in the back garden.

Slowly, fireflies were flying, like lively elf dancing beautifully and lively.

These elves are so cute. Although there are only a few, they are as bright as stars.
Chapter completed!