Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 267 Maybe I Was Misjudged

"Yes." Qiao Yimo replied softly.

Luckily, Liu Xin's car was okay, and the speed of 600 was not scrapped, otherwise she must be standing in front of the man smelling of stinky perfume.

Leng Juan raised his eyes, his deep eyes met hers, and sighed, "I'll get the hair dryer!"

Qiao Yimo blinked, but did not stop.

She walked to the wardrobe in front of her clothes, took out a shirt and put it on her body, revealing two slender white legs, sexy and attractive.

She didn't have the habit of being taken care of by others. Since she was a child, no one loved her so much or worried about her.

She also definitely does not want to be a woman who depends on a man.

"I'll do it!" Qiao Yimo walked up to the man and reached for the hair dryer.

The man had long legs and long hands, he raised the hair dryer high, and then walked around Qiao Yimo's side.

Qiao Yimo was stunned, angry and funny, "I'll do it myself."

As she spoke, she raised her two little hands, but she still couldn't touch them.

The man let out a low laugh, with no expression on his face, "Sit down!"

When the words fell, Leng Juan reached out and pressed her on the bed.

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows, and when she heard the sound of a hair dryer coming from above her head, she said casually, "Have you finished the negotiation with the MX organization?"

Leng Juan paused, but he didn't expect her to ask suddenly, so he answered casually, "Yes! She agrees that our Leng family will also open a base in country M."

"Oh!" Qiao Yimo's tone was neither cold nor indifferent, "It seems that the leader of the MX organization treats you very well."

The movement of the man's hands stopped, rubbing his hands on the top of her head, and said amusedly: "Well, the smell of vinegar is quite strong, so you retreat when you go with me?"

vinegar smell?
Said she was jealous?

How can it be?

How could she eat her own vinegar?

She has seen this man obediently, he has never even touched "her" with his hands.

At this time, Leng Juan had put the hair dryer back to its original position, Qiao Yimo got up and rubbed her hair, and was about to get out of bed for dinner.

When he looked up, the man was actually taking off his shirt. At this moment, it was a scene of a handsome man coming out of the bath.

She swallowed.

Throat tight, very thirsty.

It's so attractive to take off a little bit casually, but if you take it off completely.
Leng Juan looked down at her, and the corner of his mouth curved into a low smile.

"come over!"

"what happened?"

Qiao Yimo moved away from the man, and her eyes fell on his face again.

Just two steps away, Leng Juan stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.

The light in the room was still dim, and Qiao Yimo stuck to her arms and was kissed for a long time, not even knowing where to put his hands.

A deep French kiss ends.

Qiao Yimo panted, and looked at him with a flushed face, "Go down to eat first?"

"I'll take a shower first." The man looked at her with deep eyes, "Together?"

"No need!" She shook her head, "I just washed it!"

Unexpectedly, Leng Juan didn't even give her a chance to refuse, and opened the bathroom door and pulled her in.

"I'm cold and tired. I've washed it, so I don't need to wash it!"

The servant passed the corridor and heard an ambiguous voice from the room, so he blushed and left.

Why did Miss Qiao come back all of a sudden?

After ten minutes.

Qiao Yimo was of course the winner of this battle, she managed to escape from the bathroom and went downstairs hungry.

"Miss Qiao!" The servant in charge of looking after Qiao Yimo couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in shock, "You, why did you come down from the second floor? I clearly."

For a moment, the servant couldn't even speak clearly.

Qiao Yimo raised her exquisite eyebrows and smiled, "I've been on it all the time, it's just that you didn't see it."

"Really?" The maid scratched her head, very puzzled, obviously she had checked it many times just now.

She made sure that Miss Qiao was not in the room before she called Master Lan.
Could it be that she was wrong?
Seeing the intact Qiao Yimo standing in front of her, she finally let go of her hanging heart.

Forget it, as long as Miss Qiao stands in front of her unharmed.

Maybe it was really a mistake.

In the morning, it was still daylight, Qiao Yimo opened his eyes.

She slowly moved her body and broke away from the man's arms. She was held in his arms all night and could hardly breathe.

It seems that she worried him too much last night, so he was afraid of losing her suddenly.

The phone suddenly lit up, and it was Han Meng who sent her a WeChat message last night.

Han Meng: "Yimo, tomorrow afternoon our class F will have a dinner at the Four Seasons Hotel."

Qiao Yimo rubbed her hair and turned off the phone screen.

"What's the matter?" Leng Juan's eyes didn't open, his handsome face was a bit lazy, and he hugged her slender waist and said in a hoarse voice: "It's so early, who sent the message?"

Qiao Yimo tried to get up, "The classmate said there is a party at noon!"

"Student reunion?" His voice became hoarse, and the movement of his hands became tighter. "Where is the place?"

"It's like the Four Seasons Hotel!" The man's hand was getting stronger and stronger, and Qiao Yimo was annoyed and funny, "Let go first, I'll go wash up!"

I have never seen such a pestering man.

When Dangdang is the number one person in power in Asia, the milk dog and the wolf dog switch back and forth, which is really unbearable.

Qiao Yimo walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror while brushing her teeth, only to see a large red ambiguous mark on her neck.

A blush instantly appeared on her cold face.

What a shame!
She poked it with her hand, and saw that the red mark became more and more obvious.

Outside the door, the voice of a man talking to someone sounded.

I thought to myself, it should be something to do with work.

Qiao Yimo didn't care about it either.

eleven o'clock noon.

Han Meng was waiting for Qiao Yimo at the agreed place.

Looking at the rows of luxurious villas, Han Meng was stunned and swallowed.

"Dragon, tiger, lion, and leopard!" Han Meng was stunned, and then exclaimed, "This is the villa area, the place where the big shots in City S live. Are you sure Yimo lives here?"

When Han Meng said this, it didn't mean that she felt that Yimo was unworthy, but that it was a bit unbelievable.

She heard from her father that the villa area is full of social figures, such as the mayor and several chaebol families.

Obviously, Yimo's father is not enough to meet these requirements.

It is impossible to buy such a luxurious villa with Yimo alone.

"I checked the address, that's right!" Long blinked, looking at Han Meng as if puzzled.

The girl Han Meng reacted too much.

What kind of villa is this?
None of the villas under the name of the boss in Country M are worse than this one.

"Little girl, you are so stupid!" Long joked.

Han Meng blinked, completely unable to understand the calm expression of the dragon, tiger, lion, and leopard.

10 minute later.

Han Meng followed the footsteps and looked up.

For a moment, she had a feeling that her heart stopped suddenly.

Qiao Yimo was wearing a dark green skirt, which reached to her knees, revealing her two fair and smooth legs.

The hairstyle is not much modified, and it is simply put up, like a girl in the south, with a kind of gentleness of a Jiangnan girl.

(End of this chapter)