Is the black lotus husband okay?

Chapter 110 Unexplained

Jiang Yueli looked up, wasn't there a man who hadn't come back for several days?
She moved, hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked back, but within a few steps, another car blocked in front of her.

Jiang Yueli got angry, knocked on the car door and asked him, "Qiao Yueqing! Are you annoying?"

It was the first time she was angry with him.

Qiao Yueqing was startled, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the car.

With a bang, the car door locked.

"Fat Li'er, I miss you..."

"Get out - I don't want you! I've had a good time during the few days you disappeared! Don't bother me! The farther away from me, the better!"

Jiang Yueli glanced at him lazily, her cheeks were puffed up like a puffer fish, which made Qiao Yueqing want to poke her in the face.

However, before the hand came close, the woman slapped it away forcefully.

Hmm... His fat glass is really angry.

"Li'er, you will always say what you mean, and you know what's on your mind..."

Qiao Yueqing said, and took out a diary.

The first page was filled with his name.

The second page is the soliloquy of the girl's thoughts.

[The first day Master Qiao didn't come back... Missed him. 】

[The day after Master Qiao didn't come back...I still miss him. 】

[The third day since Master Qiao didn't come back... I don't want him anymore!It's better to die outside and not come back! 】

[On the fourth day... Why hasn't Master Qiao come back...]

……

With his mind exposed, Jiang Yueli quickly snatched the diary from his hand, blushing and dodging his eyes.

"Master Qiao, how old are you, don't you know that you can't flip through people's diaries casually?"

"Which silly girl accidentally left the diary in my room?"

Jiang Yueli, "..."

No explanation!Explanation is to cover!

Silence is gold!

"Unlock the lock, I'm going back to school, don't pester me!"

"After drinking the medicine, the master will let you go. I heard from Aunt Chen that you don't drink the medicine properly again?"

"Don't worry about Master Qiao!"

A man who disappeared without a sound for a few days and didn't even call her, what right does he have to control her?
Qiao Yueqing hugged her in her arms with a shameless face, "Li'er, I'm wrong, take a sip of the medicine, and I will give you a punch, okay?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yueli's anger disappeared a lot.

Master Qiao knew how to do this, and knew that she would take soft things but not tough ones.

Jiang Yueli is still angry at this moment and has nothing to do.

She held her breath and drank the medicine in one go.

"I am leaving."

"and many more……"

Qiao Yueqing didn't let her go, but asked, "The clothes on Li'er, it seems that you haven't seen you wear them..."

"This is a sincere gift." Jiang Yueli looked at him puzzled, "Is there anything else, Master Qiao?"

Qiao Yueqing's eyes darkened, "Take it off, I'll keep this clothes for you, I brought you the warmest fleece, I can't let my girl get cold."

He took out a large down jacket, which was thicker than the one she was wearing.

Jiang Yueli looked at the snowy sky outside and changed her clothes.

"Take a good exam, I will wait for you to go home."

Jiang Yueli blushed and hurried away.

It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared that the man withdrew his gaze with a cold face.

"Yan Shang, throw away this dress and find her another one that is exactly the same. Li'er can only wear the clothes I gave her in the future!"

Spokesman, "..."

This possessive desire, he also obeyed, even a woman's jealousy!
Master Qiao probably grew up in a vinegar jar! -
In the afternoon, the English test began.

Jiang Yueli's mood improved a lot, and the whole exam was very relaxed.

In less than an hour, she had finished writing the entire test paper, lying on the table and watching the heavy snow outside the window, she fell asleep unknowingly.

She had a dream.

In a dilapidated mountain village, a six or seven-year-old boy was working in the mountains. It was freezing cold, his hair was covered with frost, and his little fingers were red, swollen and chapped.

Without batting an eyelid, he carried the firewood, which was half taller than others, to the foot of the mountain, and dragged it back to the wooden house that was leaking everywhere...

(End of this chapter)