Chapter 174: The Little Milk Dog That Only Belongs To Her

Only Qin Xi and Director Wu were left in the tea room.

Qin Xi drank his tea leisurely, his eyes were stained with hostility.

If you say that when Lu Qingqiao was here just now, he was a little milk dog.

So at this moment, he is a wolf with its tail exposed.

"Old guy, your acting skills are really terrible!" He said, his clean voice seemed to be on fire, very uninhibited.

Curator Wu smiled honestly and stroked his beard.

"Master, it's not like you don't know. I'm just a big bastard. It's too difficult for me to tell a lie, but I don't think that girl from the Lu family can see it, so it's still a success, haha."

Qin Xi chuckled lightly, his eyebrows drooping surlyly: "You think Lu Qingqiao is you?"

She couldn't see that Director Wu was abnormal. If he hadn't behaved normally enough, Lu Qingqiao might have thought that the two knew each other.

Now he can only deny to the death that he knew Director Wu, making Lu Qingqiao feel that there is something wrong with Director Wu.

"Really?" Curator Wu was still surprised, and then he said nervously, "Master, what if that girl from the Lu family suspects our relationship?"

"Not for the time being, you should pay attention to what you say in front of her in the future, and don't reveal my identity." Qin Xie warned.

"Master, when did you return to the capital? I don't know. You suddenly called me today and told me that you were in the martial arts toilet. I thought you were making me happy.

Also, what is the relationship between you and the girl from the Lu family, that girl specially brought you here to let me teach you, what else can I teach you..."

Curator Wu talked incessantly.

"You don't need to care about the other ones. You just need to keep your mouth shut. I will come over symbolically. As for what I practiced with you and what the situation is, you can tell Lu Qingqiao as I said."

After finishing speaking, Qin Xie added another sentence, "Don't let others know about my return to the capital."

Director Wu nodded seriously: "Master, I will keep my mouth shut."

"Don't drink recently, if you drink with your mouth open, the news of my return to the capital will soon spread." Qin Xi gave him a ban knowingly.

"Master, I promise not to get drunk, just take a sip every day, and it will be enough." Curator Wu said humbly to discuss, without alcohol, it will kill him.

"No, you don't know what virtue you have after drinking?" Qin Xi finished drinking the wine in the quilt and got up.

"We're done chatting, Lu Qingqiao and I will leave first."

As he spoke, he walked towards the tea room, saw a figure smoking a cigarette standing under a tree in the yard, and walked over slowly.

Become her obedient, clean boy.

"Finished talking?" Lu Qingqiao saw him coming, extinguished the cigarette in her hand, and threw it into the ashtray on the trash can.

"Yeah, check the class schedule with the curator, and you can come every afternoon when there is no class." He replied.

"I'll send someone to pick you up." Lu Qingqiao memorized his lessons, looked up at him, and said again, "If you don't like studying, just tell me, you don't need to force yourself."

"Okay." Qin Xi had a smile in his eyes, and liked how she treated him with no bottom line.

Director Wu, who watched the two leave, let out a long sigh of relief, so that the man beside him who had just led the two in asked suspiciously: "Curator, what's wrong with you? Feeling so tired? Are you going to leave today? No class, just taking a break."

Curator Wu waved his hands unbearably, and said, "It's all over."

Today is over, and there will still be times when you will be tired in the future, not physically tired, but tired from not being able to drink and having to feast and act.