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Just now, when she saw the gaze of Xiuran, she had a feeling that her heart had been thrown into disarray.

After the meal, their relationship did not improve much, but at least they became more harmonious.

After dinner, the department manager went to pay the bill, but was told that someone had already paid the bill.

"Who would pay us?"

"It must be the CEO. Otherwise, who would pay for it?"

"Why would the CEO want to pay us?"

"We met the CEO this time and were lucky to meet us. Otherwise, what would have been the outcome?"

Every department's dinner was shared evenly, so the restaurant they came to wasn't cheap. If someone were to treat them, they would lose half a month's salary.

After dinner, they still planned to go out to play, so Qiao Chuan An said goodbye to everyone and did not follow them.

When he was about to take the bus home, he glanced to the side and spotted the car.

Jojouan had taken most of the car before, so when he looked at the parking lot next to them, he spotted the car immediately.

However, this car was not a regular one, so the company didn't notice it, but even if they did see it, they wouldn't think much of it.

After all, didn't they just run into the emaciated Siren while they were eating?

When she saw him looking at her, she flashed her light and told him that she was being told to get in the car.

When the unit was done, Jocelyn quietly got into the car.

"I missed you." After Jojouan got into the car, the emirate came over and fastened the seat belt for him.

A warm breath fell on his face, making him uncomfortable. His face immediately turned red.

"Didn't we just meet at the office today?" What are you talking about, didn't we just meet just now?

"We just met."

"We just met." He had just met her, but still missed her a little.

He didn't even know how to face her, especially when he thought of his initial goal of getting close to her.

"Then why did you say you wanted to." Qiao Chunan tried his best to lean his body backwards, avoiding the Shuriken that was getting closer and closer to him.

The aura coming from the thin Xiuran caused Qiao Chun An's brows to furrow. She was not used to being too close to others. This way, she would have a feeling that she could not hide from them.

She hadn't had any problems with this before, but after five years and a month, she was not used to getting too close to people.

"What's wrong? "Uncomfortable?" After he fastened Qiao Chuan An's seat belt, he sat down in his own seat. Seeing that Qiao Chun An's gaze was somewhat evasive, he stretched out his hand to touch Qiao Chunan's head, but was dodged by Qiao Chunan.

"There's no discomfort. I'm just feeling a bit uncomfortable." With a smile on his face, he said to the thin cultivator, "I can do this kind of thing by myself."

"Mm, got it." He could feel that Qiao Chuan An liked him, but at the same time, he was also afraid of him, or perhaps, some of the more aggressive men.

The light outside the car was a bit dim. It was quite a distance from the restaurant to Qiao Chuan's house, but the two of them did not speak.

Qiao Chunan did not know what to say. It was clear that Xi Xiuran did not want to speak.

Half an hour later, Qiao Chuan's home arrived.

"Then I'll go up first, Xiu Nan." After getting out of the car, Qiao Chuan said a few words to the thin shaman in the driver's seat and prepared to go upstairs.

However, just as he was about to leave, Xi Xiuran came out of the car and took his hand. His face was blurred under the street light.

"I'll go up with you." There was a hint of confusion in her reserved voice.

Qiao Chunan turned around and looked at the thin scholar holding her hand. He smiled, his face looking especially gentle under the street light. "No need, I can go up myself."

"I'll go up with you."

The atmosphere between the two was a bit weird and ambiguous.

Jojouan did not try to dissuade her. He pulled his hand away and she followed her.

"What happened to you today? "It feels weird." When Qiao Chunan and the thin man walked up the stairs, they turned their heads to look at the people beside them. Their voices were soft and filled with doubt.

"Nothing, I just want to go up with you."

The tall figure of the man was caught in the light of the corridor next to them. He looked exceptionally handsome.

"Alright, I'm at the door now. You can leave now." When he said this, he lowered his head slightly and rummaged through his bag for the key.

From this angle, he could just make out Jojouan's spin. Her fluffy hair looked especially soft under the light.

Just as he was about to open the door, he found the key.

Xiuran wrapped his arms around Jochu An's waist from behind and rested his head on Jochu An's neck. His warm breath made Jochu An's body move uncomfortably.

"Xiu Nan, let go of me, I'm going in." Joachim nudged the man behind him.

Xiuran also obediently let go of Qiao Chuan An.

Just when he thought this was over, she pushed him against the wall, lowered her head, and pressed her lips against his.

Qiao Chuan felt as if a thin breeze was wrapped around his entire body.

His heartbeat sped up, and he felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

Jojouan pushed the emirate hard, turned around and ran into the house.

Leaning his back against the wall, he thought about what he had just felt and his face turned red.

The thin Xiu Nan pushed open the door and looked at the lights in the room. He reached out his hand to cover his chest. He also felt that something was off. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer.

Playing a love game and losing himself in it?

His gaze was complicated under the light of the stairs.

After standing at the door and waiting for a while, he called Shen Lin and Shao Yishuo to let them drink together.

In fact, he didn't drink much, but he would occasionally meet up with Shen Lin and Shao Yishuo.

The two of them didn't say anything and directly came out after receiving the phone call.

This time, the three of them did not go to a bar, but to a clubhouse.

The bar was noisy, and the atmosphere there was something Shao Yishuo liked. The thin Xiu Lan and Shen Lin could accept this, but they did not like it.

When Bo Xiu arrived at the clubhouse, Shen Lin and Shao Yishuo had already ordered some wine.

"Why did you want to treat us to a drink today?" When Baoshu had just arrived, Shao Yishuo had already poured a cup of wine and handed it over to him with a mocking smile on his face.