It had been a long time since Qiao Qiao had seen Qiao Jingmo so close. In her impression, this man was arbitrary, domineering, and inhumane. He was like the King of Hell that everyone avoided.
"Get in the car." The man's slightly cold voice came from the car, indicating his impatience.
Qiao Qiao gritted her teeth and nimbly climbed into the car. Unexpectedly, she used too much strength when she got into the car and pounced on Qiao Jingmo's lap. Her face even went straight to an indescribable place. Fortunately, Qiao Jingmo reached out quickly and pressed her head back into the seat. He frowned. "It's been three years since we last met, but you're still so rash. There's no need to stick to me when you're bowing."
Qiao Qiao swayed, dizzy. She rubbed her head and looked up. In front of her was Qiao Jingmo's handsome profile.