Rebirth of Miss Jiao of the Republic of China

Huo Xiao felt that Gu Tingyun's eyes looked a little strange at him today.

But it doesn't seem strange that he looks at him no matter what.

It's actually quite surprising that these three people appear together.

In short, it is strange!

After all, everyone knows that Huo Xiao and Gu Tingyun are maintaining superficial harmony. In fact, the relationship between these two people should be very poor.

After all, the Huo family has a big business, it's hard to say how they are going to compete.

It stands to reason that Gu Tingyun is naturally the eldest son of the Huo family, but he does not have the surname Huo, and has left the Huo family since childhood.

Huo's old lady and Huo Erye were so kind to Huo Xiao, in comparison, they were almost the same as their relatives. Especially the old lady of Huo's family has always been above the top, and most people never give face to them, and can cool down on their grandson Huo Ziqi.

But it's really kind to Huo Xiao.

This is very confusing.

However, Gu Tingyun and the Huo family are not very close, so it is quite difficult to say who owns the Huo family's property.

Regardless of the look in their eyes or what they think, Gu Tingyun and Huo Xiao don't bother to mind.

The manager immediately stepped forward and asked politely: "Seven masters, how many are going here."

Leading three people to the third floor, there are only three private rooms on the third floor. And it's usually difficult to book, but it's nothing to Gu Tingyun. After all, it is their own industry.

Tang Jiao had never been to the third floor. She naturally didn't know the layout of the third floor. She only said, "Is there a third floor? I always thought the third floor was an office lounge or something."

Gu Tingyun smiled: "It's just three rooms. After all, one more room will make more money."

Tang Jiao sneered, she didn't believe this statement!

But it doesn't take it seriously.

"So am I making a mascot today? You can't fight, right?"

Tang Jiao smiled happily, look at this, look at that.

Gu Tingyun's voice was very soft, but with a smile and temptation: "If we really fight, who would you help?"

Huo Xiao sat down without looking at Tang Jiao, and fiddled with the cigarette case in his hand.

Gu Tingyun did not move, just staring at Tang Jiao like this.

The softness that he hid under instinct and sharpness flows out.

Tang Jiao took off her coat, her white turtleneck sweater was plump and very delicate.

She sat down casually.

Gu Tingyun also sat down and smiled without speaking.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The manager scolded himself as a mentally retarded. Why didn't he go out as soon as possible? It's all right now. It's not going to go out, and it's not going to go out.

I am most afraid of the momentary embarrassment of the atmosphere.

Just when the embarrassment was about to reach its climax, Tang Jiao suddenly laughed softly, her voice soft and clear.

She looked up at the two of them and said, "Hit? Why should I help you?"

She smiled nonchalantly: "I want to see who can get more benefits, so that I can choose whom to help."

The snobbish little girl is so naked, she didn't hide it.

Gu Tingyun laughed, Tang Jiao's personal design really lasted 10,000 years.

Huo Xiao clapped his hands and praised: "Good!"

Tang Jiao suddenly felt that these two people were weird. She turned to look at the manager: "Is there anything delicious?"

The manager immediately said: "Qiye has already ordered, and the food will be served later. I don't know how many people want to drink?"

Drinks are not easy to order.

Gu Tingyun raised his head and looked at Huo Xiao. Huo Xiao continued to fiddle with the cigarette case in his hand and said, "As long as it is not for the labor and foreign wine, everything else is fine."

Gu Tingyun looked at Tang Jiao again, Tang Jiao: "Bring me a pot of scented tea."

The manager retreated immediately.

There were only three people left in the room. Tang Jiao looked around and said, "The decoration here is magnificent and not low-key at all."

She originally thought it would be Gu Tingyun's antique style, but it wasn't.

She whispered: "Seriously, this is such a decoration, I really didn't expect it."

It's magnificent and luxurious here.

But it stands to reason that this kind of decoration should be very tacky, but in fact it doesn't seem to be anymore.

It's quite surprising.

"How did you think of decorating like this?"

She asked, Gu Tingyun laughed, and said, "There are people who like any style, don't you? There is no stipulation that there must be cultural heritage. For decoration such things, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom."

Tang Jiao thought, there is some truth!

She nodded and said, "Yes."

Tang Jiao looked enough, and commented: "Not bad."

She smiled and said softly: "If it were me, I would probably follow this style."

Gu Tingyun smiled and asked, "Isn't it about keeping a low profile?"

Tang Jiao nodded, but then said, "But I'm not a low-key person! My low-key refers to you big guys. The real big guys are low-key people and high-key things. It's okay for someone like me. Crazed."

This connection is really unheard of.

Gu Tingyun: "Xiao Xiao, Zhang Kuang died fast."

Tang Jiao's innocent face: "But I have a helper! Seventh master won't look at it, right? And so does the filial father, the filial father still owes me the favor! It's really... the favor he owes me can be filled. It’s a notebook."

Huo Xiao finally looked up at this time, and he said, "Your book is only one page, right? It's still the size of a palm."

Tang Jiao: "I have a small character."

It is interesting to say, the three people making a round table feels like a tripod.

Huo Xiao was inexplicably comfortable with this sitting method.

Humans, always account for small things.

Although ridiculous.

But I can't control myself.

"Good, small words."

Huo Xiao's tone is very calm, in Tang Jiao's eyes, it is very plain, but Gu Tingyun's ears are a little bit pampered.

Very terrible petting.

He bowed his head slightly and said nothing.

However, Tang Jiao said very quickly, "I finally know why Qi Ye invited me to dinner with me."

She was sure, smiling, saying: "If there were only you two, it would probably be embarrassing to death, right?"

She seems to have discovered some incredible truth!

Is she here today equivalent to an active atmosphere?

Gu Tingyun smiled like nothing, um, followed her words and said, "Really."

Huo Xiao sneered, took out a cigarette, and immediately saw Tang Jiao frowning, not lit, only dangling.

Gu Tingyun lowered his eyes slightly, his expression faint.

The atmosphere became strangely strange.

Tang Jiao propped her chin and said, "Are you doing something? If so, why don't I give you a place? The atmosphere is strange now."

The atmosphere is actually weird, but this weirdness is so weird.

Tang Jiao didn't understand what happened to Huo Xiao and Gu Tingyun. Although they all looked normal, they were normal but abnormal!

Gu Tingyun is not like that on weekdays.

And Huo Xiao... Huo Xiao is also wrong.

"Boom boom" Fortunately, the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Tang Jiao looked up: "Come in."

The manager came in quickly to serve the dishes, and after a short time, all the dishes were ready. Tang Jiao didn't care about the many, just prepared to eat.

"Speaking of... Lord Xiao, when will you return Duanmu Jingan to me? He was wounded by me, and he still has old enemies with me. If he doesn't kill him, I will be depressed."

Tang Jiao took a sip of the chicken soup in front of him. The chicken soup was slightly milky white, without a trace of oil, and it felt moisturized. She took a sip and gave a happy thumbs up.

She has never liked to eat such greasy things, but now it tastes very good.

The soup is delicious, with some mushroom fragrance.

She took out a piece of chicken, stuck it twice with a knife, and said, "Hey, if you don't pierce him to death, I won't eat anything."

This is nonsense. People who eat more than anyone are good at talking nonsense.

Huo Xiao looked up at her.

Tang Jiao said, "Don't you pretend to be okay? People have left you for a long time. Or..."

Tang Jiao smiled crisply: "Did you die?"

She stared at Huo Xiao.

Huo Xiao stared at Tang Jiao's small face, feeling really cute.

He took a sip of chicken soup and finally said: "Not dead."

Tang Jiao haha, "Will you give me back if you haven't died?"

Gu Tingyun seemed to have nothing to do with him, lowered his head to eat, and didn't speak very much.

Huo Xiao looked at Tang Jiao with a smile: "No."

Whoops!

Huo Xiao, this is a typical finding fault!

Tang Jiao squinted her eyes slightly, thinking that this person was really looking for trouble!

She hummed softly: "What do you mean?"

She pouted and rolled up her sleeves, which was a sign of a fight.

Such a girl, Huo Xiao's smile became brighter, he whispered: "Maybe..."

Tang Jiao waited for him to continue.

Huo Xiaodao: "Perhaps, you can beat me up and forget it."

Tang Jiao: "..."

Gu Tingyun's eyes flashed slightly, and the **** was molesting Tang Jiao in front of him, as if he was dead.

He looked up: "How about we compete?"

Tang Jiao chuckles all of a sudden, her eyes are also teasing, she said: "You two old people hurt each other, don't you? And you are still two elderly people with poor health."

Gu Tingyun raised his eyebrows: "Are you worried about me?"

This sentence seemed to Tang Jiao to be strong, what is she to worry about!

She said crisply: "You think too much again."

Having said that, he said naturally: "Don't you drink chicken soup?"

There was no such bowl in front of Gu Tingyun.

Gu Tingyun: "I don't really like the taste of chicken soup, so I usually come with hot and sour soup."

Tang Jiao let out a cry, looked up and saw that there was a hot and sour soup, but the soup was on the table in front of her. Tang Jiao took the opportunity to hold a bowl for him and handed it over, smiling: "Come on."

Gu Tingyun stretched out his hand to take it, his fingers touched Tang Jiao's fingertips, and Tang Jiao gently scratched him playfully.

Gu Tingyun quickly withdrew his hand and hung his head, almost unable to restrain his emotions. She touched his fingertips, but the feeling reached the tip of his heart. He was picked up by the unexplained itching on the tip of his heart, and his whole body was about to burn.

If Huo Xiao came to comment on this scene, Huo Xiao just wanted to say: stinky shameless!

Everyone knows how obvious Gu Tingyun's performance is.

The topic was interrupted, Tang Jiao didn't say anything about Duanmu Jingan.

The three eat quietly. I have to say that Gu Tingyun really didn't eat much. He quickly put down his chopsticks and looked at Tang Jiao intently.

Tang Jiao looked up: "Eat more."

With only three words, Gu Tingyun served another bowl of soup.

Tang Jiao raised her mouth slightly.

Gu Tingyun is very obedient!

Don't know why, Tang Jiao felt that every time Huo Xiao was there, Gu Tingyun always had something wrong. She didn't know why it was wrong. She once thought whether Huo Xiao admired her, so Gu Tingyun was wrong.

But think about it carefully. The two have been in contact with all kinds of things, and they don't think there is anything!

Huo Xiao's kindness to her was based on his life-saving grace.

It's like her first impression of Gu Tingyun is also due to this.

If she hadn't helped him in the last life, perhaps she would never want to have more intersection with this person in her life.

There is no emotion at all.

"Duanmu Jingyu will arrive tomorrow?"

Huo Xiao asked suddenly.

Tang Jiao nodded: "Yes! It should be in the morning? I don't know, but we made an appointment for dinner."

Huo Xiao nodded, he paused, and said, "Duanmu Jingan has never woke up. He is dying. The doctor said he can't survive these two or three days."

Tang Jiao said, raising her eyebrows, "So?"

"There are too many people who want to get him, so... without you, he will die too."