Song Qiao only felt that this voice was really pleasant to hear, even more so than those of male singers. After a slight startle, she covered her nose and looked up, only to see an extremely handsome man!
She froze on the spot, blinked her eyes, and stared blankly at the man in front of her!
In her life, she had seen many handsome men, and Shen Yi and Gu Linyuan were the ones she considered the most handsome, but this man in front of her, whether it was his temperament or his handsome, flawless face, seemed to be meticulously sculpted by God himself!
Because she was sitting on the ground with her nose covered, she didn’t realize how silly she must have looked!
When Lu Jingchen saw her face, he was momentarily startled, then he continued to speak, "Miss, are you alright?"
Song Qiao quickly stood up, rubbed her sore nose, shook her head, and said, "I’m fine, sorry, I bumped into you!"
Lu Jingchen hummed lightly, his expression unchanged. Seeing the Spyker coming this way from not too far away, he walked straight toward it!
Not knowing if her brain had zoned out or if she was stimulated by the text message from Song Xi just now, Song Qiao, upon seeing the man walking away, impulsively took a few steps forward and directly grabbed the man’s sleeve with her little hand, her voice slightly weak, "Excuse me, sir..."
Lu Jingchen stopped in his tracks, looked back at his sleeve, and noticed that Song Qiao, having fallen and supported herself with her hands on the ground, had gotten dust on them, and now two small dirty handprints appeared on his white shirt!
He always had a severe obsession with cleanliness, but for some reason, he did not shake off Song Qiao’s hand from his sleeve, but instead looked up and asked her, "What is it?"
Song Qiao, looking at the handsome face in front of her, took a deep breath, feeling a bit nervous, but after brewing her words, she encouraged herself and blurted out, "Sir, do you have a girlfriend? If not, let’s get married!"
Lu Jingchen froze for a moment and squinted at her when he regained composure, not responding immediately!
Song Qiao, with her bright big eyes, looked at him. Seeing that he had no response, she didn’t know what to say next for a moment, but thinking of what Song Xi had said earlier, she toughened up and continued, "My name is Song Qiao, I’m 24 years old. I have a good temperament and can manage both the kitchen and the parlor; plus, I don’t eat much..."
Listening to Song Qiao, Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but want to laugh, looking at that exquisitely delicate face and those bright, sparkling eyes, which seemed to be speaking themselves, and noting the slight blush now tinging her nose, possibly from the bump earlier!
Before Song Qiao could finish marketing herself, he curved his lips into a smile and unhesitatingly said, "Okay!"
Song Qiao was taken aback for a moment, blinked her eyes again, and stared at the man in front of her, somewhat in disbelief, "You... you agreed?"
Lu Jingchen nodded, then asked, "Did you bring your ID card and household registration book?"
Song Qiao shook her head somewhat foolishly, "No!"
What does he need the ID card and household registration book for?
Lu Jingchen looked at Song Qiao, who looked a bit dumbfounded yet had a somewhat silly expression, and found it amusing, feeling strangely that today both his mood and the weather were great!
He directly took Song Qiao’s hand and walked towards the waiting Spyker not far away, and Song Qiao could only follow behind, still slightly dazed! Follow current novᴇls on ɴovelfire.net