Chapter 93

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng's face showed a playful expression. He stopped sister Qingmei from pulling, but let the other party go to his car: "sister, why do you always drive me away. Where is this place? I'm a pure man with a clear door."

"I came here today as the driver of the car you called. How can you go to the department store to make a round trip?" let's go to see what the perfume lipstick imported from France looks like, isn't it? "

"I think our sister Qingmei, painted with those rouge, must be the most beautiful woman in Beiping."

Qingmei, who had been pulled into the car, just wanted to smile and say how Gu Zheng's mouth became so annoying. She saw this young martial brother who had already grown up, held the handle of the car and looked at her with a very serious expression: "Sister, you used to take care of me. From today on, you are my own sister. In the future, you will be my brother. I'll take care of you. Don't say anything. You sit in your brother's car first, sit still, and I'll give you a lift."

The footsteps of the people in front then stepped forward, with the end of duty bound to move forward bravely.

The green eyebrow sitting on the rickshaw was stunned at first. After seeing the broad shoulders of the man running hard in front of him, he straightened up his sitting posture that he had just been crooked.

She gently gathered the messy hair around her ears without a trace of clutter. She smoothed the folds of her cheongsam and let it stick tightly to her white thigh.

Her smile is more dignified and gorgeous than when she used to sing big Tsing Yi. It seems that what is sitting on the rickshaw now is no longer the Tsing Mei of the second-class hospital who has lost all hope, but the Tsing Yi Mei on the stage who was famous in the suburbs of Beijing five years ago.

The wheels of the rickshaw rumbled on the Qingshiban road. From the eight hutongs, we came to the most prosperous Fujing street in Beiping city.

There is the opening ceremony of the French department store. Now it's time for people and vehicles to shuttle.

Countless trendy men and women and fashion celebrities in the city have been delivered here by their own vehicles to see the rarity of foreign gadgets when this novel department store opens.

The citizens of this strange country don't care at all. The soldiers in Japanese military uniforms passing by seem to feel that they are safe in the concession.

At this time, Gu Zheng and Qingmei didn't care about the increasingly noisy environment around them. It seemed that they didn't want to go shopping like others, but simply enjoyed the time of riding and pulling the car. With a halo called tacit understanding and a warm atmosphere, they shuttled through the crowd, calm and peaceful.

"Squeak"

The road has come to an end. The road on the street is blocked by cars and can't move any more.

Gu Zheng, who stopped his steps, put down the rickshaw as usual and greeted the guests in the back seat with the brightest smiling face: "sister Qingmei, here you are. Thank you for your patronage. Have a nice shopping."

Sister Qingmei, who was gently supported by Gu Zheng, burst out laughing: "what's shopping? She's empty. I've given you all my possessions."

"Oh," Gu Zheng, who had just reacted, took out the Ocean warm in his chest and handed one of Qingmei: "you can keep this to buy rouge. Since it's not safe to put you, I'll save the others for you. When I save you, you can spend more energy!"

"Believe me, your younger martial brother can earn a piece in two or three days."

Qingmei, who didn't believe it at all, giggled. Like when she was a child, she stretched out her index finger and poked Gu Zheng's forehead: "see what you can do, just you? All right, since you treat me as your own sister, I won't be wordy. Go to work quickly and live like a person, which is better than anything."

"Well, sister, go buy rouge and dress yourself up. Wait for me. I'll go to work."

These two people who are not close to siblings are better than close to siblings. They are chatting like this. The atmosphere is relaxed. It's not like seeing each other for the first time after five years.

This pair of combinations, which should have been the most insignificant, was just shown by people with intentions.

Guo Qian, who had been sent to Fujing street with her best friend by the driver early in the morning, was looking at the surrounding crowd bored. When her eyes were swept, she saw a person who made her blush and heartbeat.

The rickshaw driver, although this was her second meeting, she found his figure from the vast crowd at once.

Want to forget, but can't forget, unforgettable.

When she saw the gorgeous woman who got out of the car and gently poked her rickshaw driver's forehead, Guo Qian could no longer stand.

She couldn't afford to be rude. She said hello to her good partner next to her. She turned her head and ran away in the direction of Gu Zheng.

"I'm sorry, Wenwen. I just found out that I didn't bring my small handbag. I'm going home. Go shopping by yourself!"

"Hey? No? I have money here, you take it first..." before her good friend Wenwen's voice fell, the figure of her close friend disappeared in the crowd. "Why are you in such a hurry? At least let people finish talking!"

When Wen Wen pursed her lips and sighed, Guo Qian, who had never been so anxious as now, pushed herself to the side of Gu Zheng's rickshaw under the open road of the loyal servant girl Xiaolan.

"HMM." Guo Qian didn't speak, but motioned to Xiao Lan with her expression.

Sure enough, she was the smartest servant girl around the young lady. Xiaolan said, "coachman, have you finished your work? Are you going to the street behind the Drum Tower?"

"Go!" not Gu Zheng's due voice, but Qingmei said. She pushed Gu Zheng, who was still staring at her, in the direction of the guests, and asked, "brother, hurry up. We have plenty of time to talk in the future."

When it came to this, Gu Zheng nodded, put the car in his hand properly, stood on the right side of the car, put his arm and head down, didn't even see the guest's face, so he greeted Guo Qian in the direction: "please get on the bus, miss."

Guo Qian looked at the strong forearm stretched out in front of her, and her heart jumped up. She gently held her catkin on top as if nothing had happened. She stepped on the foot of the rickshaw. After stepping on it, she sat up steadily in the back seat.

Seeing the guest get on the bus, Gu Zheng on the side still didn't forget to remind Xiaolan who asked for the price: "this guest, do you want me to call another car for you?"

After hearing this question, the master and servant looked at each other, and the servant girl Xiaolan said in a heroic tone: "no! Slow down and I'll follow!"

"Our little lady, carsick!"

Hehe, cheat ghosts?