Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 98 Whose Hair Should I Cut (3)

What she wants to ask more is, is it because he has never eaten braised pork ribs before, that's why he misses the dish of braised pork ribs so much?

Long Beijue nodded, "A little bit."

He dared to say it, but she really didn't dare to listen.

Obviously, he is the picky eater himself, and he can only blame himself for not getting enough to eat.

Qiao Luo stopped talking and hurried back.

They didn't pick two apples, but almost caused a big accident. Qiao Luo and his children rushed back with the children.

After a hasty wash, all the children went back to their room for a lunch break.

For a while, the orphanage ushered in silence.

Qiao Luo came out of the children's room and looked around, but he didn't see Long Beijue.

Sister Lan came over and asked softly, "Miss Qiao, are you looking for Mr. Long?"

Jolo nodded.

"I just came over and saw Mr. Long answering the phone under the tree in the garden." Sister Lan said.

Qiao Luo asked, "Where is the medicine box?"

"Wait, I'll get it for you." Sister Lan turned to get the medicine box.

……

"Open the first drawer of the desk, and there is the blue folder inside." Under the shade, the man's slender body leaned against the big tree, holding the phone in one hand, and casually grabbing the leaves with the other.

Before he knew it, there was a handful of leaves piled up on the ground, all of which he had pulled down. If the tree became bald, he must be responsible for it.

"Put the video conference until night, and tell the people in the alliance that my young master is on vacation, so don't bother me with trivial matters."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and met the woman's quiet gaze unexpectedly.

He put his mobile phone in his pocket and asked casually, "Are those little radish heads asleep?"

Qiao Luo nodded, stepped forward, and drew closer to him.

He took out the hand behind his back and handed him a small pink jar.

Thumb size, very mini.

"Take it."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"Abrasion ointment," she said.

Hearing this, the corners of Long Beijue's lips curled up slightly, a dark color flashed across his eyes, and he joked, "Boss Qiao is going to help me apply the medicine?"

Qiao Luo's red lips were tightly pursed, and the hand holding the ointment was about to withdraw.

"Get angry so easily?" Long Beijue held her wrist, and the temperature touching her fingertips was icy cold.

He frowned, and glanced at the thin coat on her body, "Are you cold?"

Qiao Luo broke away from his hand, stuffed the chafing ointment into his hand, then took a step back, "It's not cold."

"Then why are your hands so cold?" He blurted out.

Qiao Luo avoided his sight and said in a low voice, "No matter how much you wear."

"I'm going back, can you go?"

It's been a long time since I've been out, so I should go back.

Long Beijue took a step forward, "Of course."

On the way back, Qiao Luo still took Long Beijue's ride.

On the way, Yueyi called.

Long Beijue didn't evade, he pressed answer directly, and the voice was played in the car.

"Young master, there is an important meeting to be held at the alliance side. Mr. Han and the others are all here, so you are the only one missing."

"I see, I'll be in the office in about five minutes."

"One more thing. Master Yi'an is in your office now. We persuaded him for a while, but he refused to leave, saying that he was waiting for you to come."

Long Beijue had a headache, "Got it."

Why does the school have weekends? It really doesn't make parents worry.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced sideways at the person beside him, "Can I help you?"

Qiao Luo felt that nothing good happened, "Huh?"

"You heard it too, I have a meeting to hold, can I send Yi'an to you for a while?" Long Beijue said.

Qiao Luo's eyes paused for a moment, and he couldn't help but think of the phone call in the morning, Long Yi'an seemed to be rejected by his brother, and he might still be sulking now.

His eyes swept over the scratches on his neck, and the last trace of hesitation was dispelled.

"Remember to pick someone up."

Anyway, today is the weekend, Qiao Yuan is at home, let them play together.

Long Beijue smiled, "Don't worry, if I don't pick him up, he will run back by himself."

After a while, the car stopped at the entrance of Xiyun Pavilion, and Qiao Luo opened the door to get off.

"I'll let Yi'an come over later." After speaking, Long Beijue drove to the opposite side.

Qiao Luo turned around and walked back to the store, and when she looked up, she saw Granny Chang who was sweeping the floor.

"Grandma Chang, why didn't you see Qiao Yuan?"

Granny Chang put down the broom and said, "Xiao Yuan and Feifei went out to play, have you eaten yet, I'll make you something if you haven't eaten?"

Qiao Luo said, "After eating, I'll go upstairs to wash up, and Long Yi'an may come later, let him come in and sit when he comes."

Granny Chang nodded, "Okay."

Now, on the other side.

In the huge office, the picture is inexplicably strange.

Long Yi'an squatted in front of the French window, holding scissors in his hand, and kept cutting the potted plants in front of the window.

"Master Yi'an, why don't you stop destroying these potted plants and let's go shopping?" Yue Er looked at the leaves on the ground, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

What a sin.

Before he finished speaking, Long Yi'an turned his face and pointed the scissors at him, "If you keep nagging, I'll cut your hair too."

Yueer choked, "..."

Is it so cruel?
"Whose hair do you want to cut?" A deep voice came from the door, with a bit of a smile.

Long Yi'an looked up and saw Long Beijue came back, and quickly stuffed the scissors into Yue's hands.

He stood up and ran to Long Beijue to complain, "Brother, Yue Er cut off your potted plants. I persuaded him, but he didn't listen."

Yue Er's lips twitched.

What hatred and resentment, he wants to wrong him so much?
He was even more wronged than Dou E.

Long Beijue glanced at the potted plants in front of the window, except for one pot, the rest were all bald.

No need to think, everyone knows whose masterpiece it is.

"..."

He reached out and knocked her and his head, and asked angrily, "You or Yue Er cut it?"

"Yue Er cut it." Long Yi'an nodded heavily.

Long Beijue sighed, "I'm going to have a meeting now, you go to Xiyun Pavilion for a while, and Big Brother will pick you up later."

Long Yi'an said, "I don't want to go."

Long Beijue patted him on the shoulder and coaxed, "Be obedient, go to Xiyun Pavilion to do something for elder brother, and you will be rewarded if you finish it."

"What to do?"

"Qiao Luo owes me a plate of braised pork ribs, go and urge her to make it quickly." The corners of Long Beijue's lips curled up quietly.

　I have a headache and I'm going to bed, I can't take it anymore, I'll update a little more tomorrow, okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)