Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 115 I Want To Kiss You

Qiao Yimo looked at He Xiang's reluctance and chuckled lightly.

Suddenly, the referee at the side looked at Leng Yu and said respectfully: "God Shadow, I don't know if you are free for the autumn race, can you come and participate?"

"No!" Leng Juan refused lightly.

"But this time the bonus is expensive, you can think about it."

Still shaking his head coldly.

Qiao Yimo bit her lip and looked at the referee, and suddenly asked, "A lot of money? How much is that?"

The referee laughed and said, "The prize money for this fall race is 5000 million!"

Qiao Yimo listened and nodded, thoughtfully.

Liu Zitao almost jumped up and said in shock, "5000 million?"

He Xiang looked at the disappointing Liu Zitao and snorted softly, "Even if it's [-] million, you won't be able to take it away!"

As far as Liu Zitao's driving skills are concerned, it's better not to come out and make a fool of yourself.

The referee sighed, the famous shadow master didn't come to participate, what's the point of other people coming to participate.

Qiao Yimo yawned and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Leng Juan lowered his head to help her straighten her hair, and said in a doting tone, "Sleepy?"

"Yeah." Qiao Yimo nodded with misty eyes.

Seeing this, Leng Juan breathed out in front of Qiao Yimo, with a low and gentle voice, "Get in the car."

He Xiang saw that the Shadow God was going to beat him up, so he immediately walked to the car and asked, "My God, I want to worship you as my teacher."

Leng Juan looked at He Xiang from top to bottom, and said expressionlessly, "No."

He Xiang: "."

Seeing the shadows of the shadows of the Shadow God and others gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, he secretly vowed in his heart that he must continue to work hard with the goal of the Shadow God.

On the way, Mo Jun, who was blown by the strong wind, was still a little dazed, "Master Tired, are you really the shadow master?"

Leng Juan leaned against the leather back seat and didn't speak.

Mo Jun swallowed, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After the words fell, Qiao Yimo sighed and said, "With your big mouth, if you find out, everyone in the noble circle of S City will know about it."

Several black lines slid across Mo Jun's handsome face.

Why did this sister-in-law deliberately demolish him?
Seeing this, Qiao Yimo let out a low laugh. Suddenly, he was surrounded by the man's warm breath, and his voice was sweet and clear, "Are you serious about what you said at the racing track?"

Qiao Yimo turned her head, seeing the burning seriousness in Leng Juan's eyes, her calm heartbeat suddenly trembled.

Then she bowed her head again and said nothing.

Then, the man went even further, gently encircling her waist with two slender arms, pulling her tightly together, and hugging her in his arms.

Qiao Yimo's eyes widened instantly.

However, this time she didn't resist. She had just escaped from death, but this strange embrace somehow made her feel at ease.

This was the first time in history, Qiao Yimo miraculously felt that she didn't seem to hate being cold and tired.

At least, his breath, his body temperature somehow made her feel at ease.

Leng Juan hugged the soft body in his arms, his originally calm eyes became dark, and his voice was low, "I want to kiss you."

"Huh?" Qiao Yimo's round eyes looked at those burning black pupils.

However, before she could react, the man's slender fingers touched her delicate face, wanting to kiss her.

Qiao Yimo let out a low cry, pressed her index finger against his cool thin lips, and opened her red lips slightly, "No."

Leng tired: "."

Men originally thought that kissing would come naturally when they were deeply in love.

But this little girl is too sensible.

This is the second time he has been rejected.

Mo Jun suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the back seat. He looked through the rearview mirror and found that the eyes of the two were facing each other, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.

He coughed awkwardly.

Qiao Yimo immediately pushed the tired and cold chest lightly, and pushed the man away.

Then he looked out of the window, and the roots of his ears covered by his hair were completely red.

(End of this chapter)