Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 280 As long as it's true to like it, I don't care about anything

Cold House.

Qiao Yimo got out of the car and went directly into the lobby of the villa.

"Miss Qiao, you're back!" The servants called out politely.

"Hmm!" Qiao Yimo had no expression on her face.

"Did you eat? Shall we go?"

"No need!" Qiao Yimo shook her head, looking around.

She didn't see Leng Juan's figure, so she went upstairs.

Not long after, another black Maybach parked outside the door.

Leng Juan walked into the hall with a chill all over his body, and the servants all bowed their heads in fright.

"Master Tired, Miss Qiao came back just now, and she doesn't seem to be in a good mood!" One of the old servants said desperately.

"Back? Where is she?"

Hearing this, the chill on the man's body gradually dissipated, and his voice was full of anticipation and joy.

"She's not in a good mood, she didn't eat, and went upstairs directly!" The servant pointed to the second floor.

Leng Juan looked a little anxious, and his tone was not very good, his voice was deep, "Make some snacks, and they will be delivered later."

The servant was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded respectfully, and then went to work.

The second floor of Leng's villa.

Qiao Yimo briefly explained some arrangements, then hung up the phone.

Lie on the bed, narrowing her phoenix eyes slightly, cultivating her health and character.

After a long time, her body gradually relaxed, as if she had entered a state of deep sleep.

Suddenly, Qiao Yimo heard a tiny movement outside the door.

She could feel a powerful breath approaching her.

Instinctively, Qiao Yimo opened her eyes, quickly got up and walked to the door to find out the other party.

But the next second.

A familiar breath and strength wrapped her tightly, and the warm and pleasant smell came to her face, and the voice was a little bit wronged: "The breath hasn't disappeared yet?"

Qiao Yimo was a little confused?
"Are you back?" The voice was not salty.

She almost did it on conditioned reflex.

"Momo, why didn't I realize that you are so stingy?" The man hugged her slender waist, with a bit of grievance and teasing in his tone.

The cold and tired chin rubbed against the top of her head, and her Adam's apple moved with difficulty.

The expression is forbearing, with a bit of pain.

This kind of pain is both enjoyable and needs to be vented.

"Why am I being stingy?" Qiao Yimo blinked her eyes, very puzzled.

She just came back from country M, and the man accused her of being petty the moment they met?
Did something go wrong?
Qiao Yimo moved her body, feeling that she was almost out of breath.

The man was wrapped too tightly, and the warm and ambiguous breath sprayed on her neck again and again.

Itchy, itchy, annoying.

"Are you still angry with me? Are you still angry that I sent someone to follow you?" The man pursed his thin lips, and his deep eyes moved slightly.

If Momo dared to say yes, he would definitely kiss her to death on the spot.

"I'm out of breath!" Qiao Yimo blinked, her tone was very innocent.

How is she behaving?How to behave so that men will misunderstand it?

"You're really angry? Then why did you hang up the phone so quickly and not kiss me?" He was still worried about Qiao Yimo's indifferent attitude in the past few days.

So, I didn't sleep well, and my brain didn't turn around, so I fell into the trap of those "wild organizations".

Hearing what the man said, Qiao Yimo immediately laughed out of anger.

The corner of her mouth curled up, "Of course I have something to do, so I ignored you!" Then she lowered her head and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry!"

This sentence contains too many meanings.

Suddenly, Leng Juan panicked, and he hugged Qiao Yimo's body again, excitedly smiling, "Don't say these three words, as long as you don't dislike me!"

"I don't dislike you, I like you!" Qiao Yimo interrupted him all of a sudden, and said warmly with her eyebrows and eyes bent.

In the next second, her pink lips were directly sealed by Leng Juan.

Lingering and sweetly entangled hard.

It is sweet, sweeter than honey.

"I like you too!" Leng Juan panted, and sprayed it on Qiao Yimo's delicate face.

With a burst of heat, Qiao Yimo shivered, hugged the man's waist, and said in an unclear tone, "If one day you find out that I'm hiding a lot of things from you, will you hate me?"

She was afraid that if one day it was revealed that she was from the MX organization, he would hate her.

But she was also afraid, he knew she was from the MX organization, and he helped her.

"That depends on what you're hiding from me." The man's phoenix eyes twitched, and there was a bit of inquiry in his deep eyes.

Qiao Yimo was stunned.

Sure enough, a person like her is suitable for a person for a lifetime.

Because there are too many things, she can't say.

Leng Juan looked at Qiao Yimo's stiff expression, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyebrows and eyes were a little bewildered, and his tone was playful: "As long as it's true that you like me, everything else is fine!"

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo smiled, as if something was flowing in her heart.

She hugged the man's neck tightly, and her pink lips tightly covered his thin lips.

There was a smile in Leng Juan's eyes, extremely doting.

He moved slightly, but was suppressed by Qiao Yimo, only heard her extremely cold and small voice, "Don't move!"

The man's lips hurt, but he didn't let her go. She didn't back out until both of them tasted the blood in their mouths, but she looked at him with lowered eyes, half a smile.

"It's true that I like you!"

Leng Juan saw that her pink lips were now stained with bright red blood, and under the dim light, she looked extremely sexy and attractive.

Just as he was about to go further, someone knocked on the door outside.

Qiao Yimo narrowed her eyes, realized it, and immediately withdrew from the man's embrace.

"Master Tired, the dessert for Miss Qiao is ready!" The servant outside said politely.

"Come in!" The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of after-the-fact pleasure.

The servant was stunned for a moment, Master Juan's attitude was much different from before going upstairs.
Changing face is faster than a woman.

When the servant came in, Qiao Yimo was already sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone, looking cold and innocent.

"Let it go!" said Leng Juan.

"Yes, Lord Tired!"

After the servant left, Qiao Yimo blushed and began to drive away, "Go take a shower quickly, don't sit on my bed!"

"You still think I'm dirty?" Leng Juan was a little amused, "Who just grabbed my neck and kissed me non-stop?"

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes and looked around.

Who is it?
She doesn't know!

Seeing Qiao Yimo's innocent appearance, the man laughed out of anger.

He got up and rubbed her head, his deep eyes seemed to hide everything in the universe, and his tone was so spoiled, "Eat more!"

After speaking, he took his suit jacket and left.

Before leaving, he carefully closed the door.

Qiao Yimo looked at the closed door, blushed, and then buried her head on the pillow.

She touched her ravaged pink lips with an expression of disbelief.

She just...just lost control.

Moreover, he also said that as long as the liking is true, he doesn't care about everything?
How can this be a bit sweet.
(End of this chapter)