Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 261 Tens of billions are nothing compared to you!
"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

Leng Juan turned his head and saw Qiao Yimo who was frowning, and couldn't help asking a question with concern.

Qiao Yimo frowned, and said in a cool and painful voice, "I'm not feeling well."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" The man frowned slightly, with a concerned tone.

"The foot hurts!" Qiao Yimo broke away without even thinking about it.

After the words fell, Leng Juan moved away from the car seat, and suddenly grabbed Qiao Yimo's slender ankle with his big cold hand, "Where?" The man raised his cold and deep eyes, and pointed to the position of the ankle.With a low voice, "Here?"

Qiao Yimo was stunned for a moment, never thought that this man would hold her little feet and massage her?

so awkward.
Leng Juan also glanced at Qiao Yimo, and said in a displeased and somewhat cool voice, "Maybe the shoes don't fit well, I'll have someone customize a pair for you when I go back."

Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, but did not speak.

Seeing the car driving farther and farther, her originally relaxed nerves became alert again.

The man's hands were icy cold, covering Qiao Yimo's ankles, it actually felt comfortable.

The movements are gentle, as if kneading precious jade.

"Is it better?" Leng Juan raised his eyes, his deep and cold eyes stared at Qiao Yimo.

"Well, it's much, much better!" Qiao Yimo smiled lightly, as if there were countless stars shining in the depths of her eyes.

The man stared at her for a moment, but Qiao Yimo felt that his hot eyes could penetrate her soul.She paused and looked up at him, but he pulled the hair on her cheeks behind her ears.

Qiao Yimo blushed, her tone was unnatural, and she couldn't bear it, "I"

"What's wrong? Where does it still hurt?" The man raised his eyebrows, his tone seemed playful.

The Red Snake and Black Snake in the car didn't dare to glance back at all, for fear of accidentally seeing the restricted-rated picture.

If they saw this, they would lose their eyes.

"I want to go back!" Qiao Yimo's voice was light, with a bit of anxiety that others could not detect.

She had just made a psychological estimate. If she was unwell on weekdays, this man would definitely let her go home to recuperate.

However, today he asked why and rubbed her feet.

It just doesn't follow the routine.

"It doesn't matter if you listen in!" The man laughed helplessly, "If your feet still can't touch the ground, I'll hug you!"

Hearing such a common sentence, Qiao Yimo's face turned red.

goblin!He is simply a proper male goblin!
Qiao Yimo's heart couldn't help beating, but she secretly felt very dissatisfied with such a charming male goblin.

In the next second, she rolled her eyes shrewdly, stood up and put her pink lips next to the man's ears. She slightly hooked her pink lips, and said in a loose tone, "I don't feel well! I want to go back!"

The words were short, but they made the cold and deep eyes even more gloomy.

His voice was unsteady, and his voice was dangerously low, "Where?"

"En." Qiao Yimo responded lightly, looking out the window with a blushing face.

Along the way, she covered her belly with her big hands, looking very uncomfortable.

Leng Juan directly drove the car back to Leng's villa, not even paying attention to the negotiation with the MX organization this time, and directly asked the servant to make brown sugar ginger tea.

Qiao Yimo looked at the man's serious expression, and she took a few sips of black tea helplessly.

Just as he was about to put the quilt aside, he raised his eyes and saw a man standing opposite him.

It seemed that she would not leave until she drank the bowl of ginger tea.

"Don't you have a negotiation meeting?" Qiao Yimo raised her eyes, her tone was indifferent.

She managed to make up a more normal reason, but she cheated herself.

Drank such a big bowl of bitter stuff.

"Nothing is as important as you!" The man raised his deep eyes and looked at her, "Even if it is tens of billions compared to you, it is nothing worth mentioning."

(End of this chapter)