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Chapter 20

    The rain is getting heavier and heavier, with no tendency to decrease.

    Qiao Qing felt a bit of coolness outside the door. Her top was a chiffon short-sleeved shirt, which was paired with a skirt. Her beautiful jet-black hair was hanging down, giving her a bit more intellectual gentleness. The image is different.

    When Xu Yanyi walked out the door, he saw Qiao Qing's figure. He approached and asked, "Did you bring an umbrella?"

    Qiao Qing was surprised when she saw the person who spoke to her, her pink lips slightly parted.

    She smiled shyly, and nodded nervously, "Yeah." She

    shook her head quickly, "No."

    Xu Yanyi's top was a white shirt, paired with a pair of suit pants, and a suit jacket was casually draped over his arm , It seems that he came here after work.

    He glanced at the heavy rain outside, and handed the coat in his hand to Qiao Qing.

    "Put it on."

    Qiao Qing bit her lip, took the coat, and thanked her in a low voice.

    Xu Yanyi didn't hear it, and after he finished speaking, he ran out against the rain.

    Qiao Qing's eyes flickered, she was holding a suit jacket and didn't put it on.

    After a while, a low-key Audi stopped at the door, and the transparent window was rolled down, revealing Xu Yanyi's stern and clear face.

    "Get in the car."

    Qiao Qing hesitated for a few seconds, then pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I have someone to pick me up."

    Xu Yanyi said again: "Get in the car."

    His tone was unquestionable.

    Qiao Qing looked a little frightened, and quietly observed Xu Yanyi's expression, seeing that there was not much change, she lowered her eyes slightly to cover it up.

    After struggling for a few seconds, she opened the rear door and sat in it.

    "Thank you."

    Xu Yanyi didn't respond, he turned on the music and spoke as briefly as ever: "What kind of music do you like?"

    Qiao Qing was overwhelmed by the flattery, her pale face was full of panic, and she said hastily.

    "I can do it."

    Xu Yanyi tuned the music for a while, and the soft singing voice surrounded the small compartment in an instant.

    Qiao Qing glanced at it, and put the suit jacket on the back seat, not knowing what to do, so she turned her head and looked out the window.

    The raindrops blurred his vision little by little, and he could only see the passing vehicles clearly.

    Xu Yanyi glanced at her delicate and white side face from the rearview mirror, and asked lightly, "Where do you live? I'll take you back." As he

    spoke, he gave Qiao Qing the phone with one free hand, letting her She types in the location.

    The hand holding the mobile phone is extraordinarily slender under the warm yellow light, with well-defined joints as if it has been carefully maintained.