Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 86 This is the new trend (3)

Yue Er was stunned, "..."

He knew why he said he was going to have a meeting just now?
The dull brain circuit turned around, and Long Beijue had already walked out of the office.

"What about the young master?"

Yue Yi tidied up the documents on the table, "Leave early."

"Gone?" Yue Er was surprised, "Where are you going?"

Yue Yi picked up the document and teased, "If you want to know, why don't you call and ask the young master yourself."

Yue Erbai glanced at him, "You're trying to trick me."

Let him call the young master, it would be better to kill him sooner.

Yue Yi smiled, took out some documents and patted them into his arms, "Don't be idle, do things quickly."

……

Xiyun Pavilion

In the store, it was deserted.

As usual, Granny Chang took a feather duster and cleaned the dust on the cabinet.

Hearing footsteps, Grandma Chang put down the feather duster and turned around, "Is there anything I need to help..."

Seeing the person coming, she was slightly taken aback, "Mr. Long?"

"I'm looking for Qiao Luo." Long Beijue scanned the store, the sofa by the French window was empty, and the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking of Qiao Luo's instructions, Granny Chang said warmly, "Miss has a cold and is resting, and I don't see any visitors for a while, why don't you come back another day?"

Long Beijue was dubious, "Cold?"

Caught a cold after not seeing anyone for two days?
Lie him?

He frowned slightly and quickly recovered, with a cool voice, "Then I won't bother you, come back another day."

Granny Chang smiled politely and sent him to the door.

Suddenly, a faint burning smell wafted out.

What is burnt?

Granny Chang sniffed it, and thought of something, her face changed slightly.

"Oops, my rock sugar pear water."

She was confused and ran back to the store in a hurry.

Long Beijue pulled his lips into a smile, and walked back to the store with light steps.

While Granny Chang was in the kitchen, he quickly went up to the second floor.

The first time he came to the second floor, he didn't know which room was Qiao Luo's.

Fortunately, there were not many rooms on the second floor, only three rooms, and the other two rooms had their doors open, obviously not Qiao Luo's room.

Find the innermost part of the corridor, the bedroom door is closed.

Long Beijue took a step forward, reached out and knocked on the door.

"Jolo."

A deep voice came in through the door, and Qiao Luo, who was just a little sleepy, was awakened instantly.

"Boss Joe."

The man's low voice sounded again, and Qiao Luo turned over and sat up, suddenly losing all sleepiness.

Long Beijue's voice?

Granny Chang is downstairs, how could she let him come up?
Qiao Luo slid out of bed, suddenly remembered something, she touched her face.

It's over, everything on the face has been removed.

"Qiao Luo, I know you're inside, if you don't open the door, I'll climb the window." Outside, after waiting for a while, the door didn't open, Long Beijue said roguely.

Climb the window?

Qiao Luo's head is full of black lines, and the young master of the dignified Long family still does such a thing?
Childish or not.

The immediate plan is to send him away quickly.

She raised her hand to grab her hair and sighed irritably.

Before the door could be opened, Long Beijue stared at the lock, his eyes gradually darkened.

If he broke the lock, would Jolo fight him?

While thinking, the closed door finally opened.

Raising his head, he was slightly taken aback.

I saw the woman wearing a mask and sunglasses on her face, her entire face was tightly covered.

Still wrapped like this in the room?

Long Beijue coughed lightly and held back his smile, "Is this a new trend?"

Qiao Luo raised his hand and pulled up the hood on his coat, ignoring his teasing, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to meet you for coffee, but Grandma Chang said that you have a cold, so I will come to visit you." Long Beijue stepped forward and looked at her teasingly. This young master is a surprise."

"Now that you have visited, you can go back." As he said, Qiao Luo pulled the door to close.

"Aren't you so indifferent?" Long Beijue raised his hand to block the door, turned his eyes, bent down and slipped into the room under her arms.

Stepping into the room, a gust of cold air lingers around.

Long Beijue's black eyes were dark, and he had a cold and turned the air conditioner down so low?
Qiao Luo's face darkened behind the mask, and he was furious, "Long Beijue, get out."

She turned around and the man was already sitting on the sofa.

Four eyes facing each other.

The smell of gunpowder continued to soar.

"Boss Qiao, you're acting weird today." Long Beijue leaned back and adjusted to a comfortable sitting position.

Wrapped like a mummy, there must be something weird.

Qiao Luo came over and said in a cold voice, "Long Beijue, you also know that I have a cold. If you don't want to be infected, you'd better leave now."

Long Beijue chuckled, "You still turn on the air conditioner when you have a cold?"

Qiao Luo choked, "..."

"Besides, why are you wearing sunglasses when you have a cold?"

After finishing the words, he stood up suddenly and reached out to the sunglasses on her face.

Qiao Luo's eyes turned cold, and there was a coolness in the corners of his eyes.

She turned around to hide, and picked up the vase on the table casually.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The war is about to break out, and there is a feeling that the bedroom is about to become a Shura field.

"Stop." Long Beijue immediately withdrew his hand, glanced at the vase in her hand, and smiled helplessly, "Just kidding, Boss Qiao, don't be so excited."

With a icy face, Qiao Luo pointed at him with a vase, and said word by word, "Go out."

Seeing that the iceberg was about to erupt, Long Beijue suppressed the smile on his face, staring at the mask on her face with penetrating eyes.

She doesn't look like she has a cold, and she is still wearing a mask and hat in the room. What's wrong with her?
Long Beijue raised his hand and moved towards the door, "OK, OK, I'll go out, I'll go."

Near the door, Qiao Luo stretched out his hand and pushed him, then quickly closed and locked the door.

With her back against the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It was almost exposed.

Coming down from the second floor, Long Beijue looked upstairs, always feeling that something was wrong.

Mysterious, with his entire face covered so tightly, it's not shameful.

He frowned, could it be an allergy?
"Mr. Long, why are you still here?" Grandma Chang came out of the kitchen and was shocked when she saw that Long Beijue was still in the store.

Long Beijue frowned at her, "Does Qiao Luo have a cold or an allergy?"

"Eh..." Grandma Chang was stunned by the question for a moment, unable to figure out the situation, she could only say, "I have both."

　And ha, wait a minute.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)