Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 30 Or maybe it was his illusion
Qiao Luo glanced at him and warned, "Don't follow me again."

His good temper was wiped out by him.

Long Beijue remained silent, his left eyebrow raised.

A exploded.

Qiao Luo snorted softly, turned and left.

After a while, footsteps sounded behind him again.

It's getting clearer...

Qiao Luo's eyes were slightly cold, and he stopped suddenly.

She turned her head and met the man's lazy eyebrows unexpectedly.

"..."

Didn't he have long ears to hear what she just said?
"Look at what this young master is doing. Does it look good?" Long Beijue joked in a frivolous tone.

"..."

"It looks good, you can just say it, this young master won't laugh at you."

"..."

"Joe..."

Qiao Luo interrupted him coldly, "How long are you going to follow me?"

If it continues, she won't have to sleep tonight.

Long Beijue pursed his lips, "Who said I can't go this way after I follow you?"

Hearing this, the anger that was finally suppressed surged into my heart again.

Qiao Luo stepped forward, walked up to him aggressively, and grabbed his collar.

Su Bai's hands were veined, and he tried his best to suppress his anger.

"Long Beijue, are you finished?"

I really thought she was afraid that he would fail.

Long Beijue stared at her with his head down, and slowly smiled, "No, it's over."

The magnetic voice and the captivating smile are the fantasies of many ladies and daughters.

However, in Qiao Luo's view, it was clearly provocation again and again.

Strength poured into her wrists, and her flat collar wrinkled.

Long Beijue smiled nonchalantly, and jokingly said, "If the clothes are torn, I'll have to ask Boss Qiao to mend them for me."

Mend clothes?

It would be better to let her stab him to death with a needle, Qiao Luo narrowed his eyes dangerously, and exerted a little force with his fingertips.

The buttons are undone, revealing the sexy collarbone.

Long Beijue didn't stop him either, he met her gaze with a trace of provocation in his cool eyes.

The two people with the same temperament collided with each other, and the style of painting was thrilling.

"Master Long, don't forget, we've already settled the dispute." Qiao Luo let go of his hand, playing with a button with his fingertips, and said in a lukewarm voice.

"I'm not interested in meddling with your Long family's affairs. I have a lot of coffins. If you like it, I'll give you one."

Qiao Luo was the only one who delivered the coffin openly and aboveboard.

Long Beijue glanced down at his shirt, one button was missing.

The little girl is wild enough.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and tossed it to her.

"Take it."

Qiao Luo raised his hand to catch it, his face warmed up, and the way he looked at Long Beijue became strange.

What is he thinking again?
"Need this young master to take you back?" Long Beijue asked briskly.

Qiao Luo stuffed the phone into his pocket, and said coldly, "No."

After saying that, she turned around and left without staying for a moment.

This time, Long Beijue did not catch up, and her figure gradually disappeared from sight.

After her figure completely disappeared, Long Beijue looked away, unhurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a call.

The voice was warm and cold, with a hint of frost, "Send a car over here."

……

Three o'clock at night.

After dealing with Long Qin and his wife, Yue Yi came out of the dungeon, yawning uncontrollably.

"Da da" footsteps came from the opposite side, accompanied by Yue Er's voice.

"Yue Yi, I heard that you brought Long Qin and his wife back?"

Yue nodded and pointed back, "Throw it in."

Yue Er clicked his tongue and gloated, "This Long Qin is really stupid, he dared to stay in Huacheng by feigning death."

This time it was thanks to Liu Yan, if it wasn't for her, they wouldn't have caught Long Qin out so quickly.

"By the way, why don't you see the young master?"

Yue Yi frowned, "The young master hasn't come back yet?"

"Didn't you go out with the young master? Didn't the young master come back with you?" Yue Er was stunned, looking at him suspiciously.

"I thought you came back together, what's going on?"

In the middle of the night, the young master disappeared?

"It's a long story. When we were arresting Long Qin, we met a man. When he mentioned the matter in the bamboo forest, the expression on Yue Yi's face became serious.

"Who?"

"Jolo."

"What?" Yueer's voice suddenly rose, with an expression of disbelief.

"How is she there?"

Who the hell is that Qiao Luo, who actually appeared in such a remote place at night.

Yue Yi shook his head, "I don't know, but she should have seen the process of us arresting Long Qin."

After being surprised, Yue Er frowned, "What's the young master's reaction?"

"The young master asked me to bring him back first, he and Qiao Luo stayed there."

"Young master and Qiao Luo stayed there?" Yue Er screamed out of composure, patting his cheeks with his hands.

Yue Yi covered his ears, almost deafened by him.

"..."

"How can you leave the young master there alone, what if that Qiao Luo takes advantage of the young master?" Yue Er opened his eyes wide, and kept talking non-stop.

"We followed Liu Yan there, why did Qiao Luo appear there by such a coincidence, maybe there was some premeditated plan involved."

Yue Yi felt thunder billowing above his head, and almost applauded for his brain opening.

"...Yueer, you really are a genius if you don't want to be a screenwriter."

I've been thinking about nonsense all day long.

With the young master's temper, who can take advantage of him.

Yue Erbai glanced at him and calmed down a little.

"Don't you also say that Qiao Luo is weird."

Not to mention anything else, her skill is not like a simple self-defense technique.

Yue Yi suppressed the smile on his face, and his tone became heavy, "Have you checked Qiao Luo?"

"The young master didn't order, I'll check what she's doing." Yueer shrugged and said helplessly, "That Qiao Luo doesn't seem easy to mess with."

Yue remained silent, thinking about something wistfully.

He always felt that his young master seemed to be a little more tolerant towards Qiao Luo.

Or maybe it was his illusion.

(End of this chapter)