Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 342 What kind of high-necked clothes to wear in summer?
In other words, he doesn't seem to have taught Momo how to install the silencer.
And the gun was loaded?

He opened the gun case and found that there were only 7 bullets left, and the 8th bullet disappeared.

This shows that Momo has shot before.

Thinking of this, the suspicion in my heart rose again.

Leng Juan looked at her sleeping face, suddenly smiled, and asked in a low voice: "Momo, is that person really you?"

But if it was really her, why didn't she tell him all this?

It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell him, anyone can have their own secrets, but if she is really Mo Xin, he loves her dearly!
He touched her delicate little face, stared at her for a while, and then walked out the door.

After going out, Leng Juan happened to run into Bo Hua who was oncoming him.

Bo Hua nodded respectfully and said, "Master Tired!"

Leng Juan nodded slightly, then passed by.

Looking at the man's back, Bo Hua vaguely hesitated in his heart, wondering if he should express his doubts to Master Tired.

"Master Tired!" Finally, Bo Hua stopped him.

Leng Juan paused, turned his head slightly, "What's wrong?"

"I always feel that what happened in the early morning of this morning is a bit strange, and I don't know if I should tell you."

Hearing from Black Snake, he and White Snake had been guarding the door all night, there was no chance of going out.

That's only one possibility, so when they adjusted the surveillance of the entire hotel, the area in the backyard happened to be under maintenance, and nothing could be seen.

Leng Juan pursed his lips, and finally said after a while: "You mean about Momo?"

"Ah."

"Let's talk about it when we get back to S City." Leng Juan narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, without any expression on her face.

Perhaps, she also has her own unspeakable secrets, and when the time is right, everything will become clear.

Bo Hua nodded, and also felt that Miss Qiao should not investigate her identity behind her back.

After all, she must have sacrificed a lot to get to the position of the boss of Country M, and endured hardships that others cannot bear, so she must be careful to hide her identity.

M country.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Yimo, Leng Juan and several others were dining at the hotel.

Mo Jun looked at Qiao Yimo's high-necked clothes, couldn't help but smiled, and joked, "Sister-in-law, it's not winter yet, aren't you hot?"

Leng Juan's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked at Qiao Yimo, who happened to be in his position to accurately see the crimson hickey on her neck.

Qiao Yimo raised his collar and gave Leng Juan a staring look.

Left it last night while she was asleep.

And it's not just one piece, it's the whole piece.

It caused her to wear a high-necked dress in the summer, and everyone looked at her this afternoon, not to mention how ambiguous their eyes were.

"Eat your meal!"

Leng Juan received his daughter-in-law's eyes, and immediately turned his anger on Mo Jun.

"I'm full, go back and pack up."

Qiao Yimo looked at Leng Juan indifferently, and hooked his hand, "Don't you need to clean up?"

"Okay." The man pursed his lips, smiled, then got up and went upstairs with her.

When we arrived at the room, Leng Juan stopped at the door, leaned against the door and looked at her, raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you happy about leaving traces?"

Qiao Yimo didn't speak, turned around and walked into the bathroom, and after a while said: "I can't get rid of the seal."

"Let me see!" Hearing what she said, Leng Juan smiled and walked into the bathroom.

Qiao Yimo stood still and let the man lift up her hair. His rough and cold fingertips touched her neck, and then rubbed her reddish ears.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't hold back and tried too hard." He smiled deliberately, with a bit of playfulness.

Qiao Yimo curled up her pink lips, evil and charming, "It's not fair!"

Hearing this, Leng Juan thought she was really angry, and felt inexplicably nervous. When she was about to say something, Qiao Yimo touched his waist with her hand, stood on tiptoe, and sucked heavily on his neck.

When the flesh and lips were separated, there was a "boo", neither light nor heavy, and it sounded extremely ambiguous.

Leng Juan's eyes darkened instantly, and he squeezed her slender waist with both hands, his voice was low and threatening, "Playing with fire?" Thinking he dare not touch her?

"Heh!" Qiao Yimo tilted her head and smiled, her eyebrows raised provocatively.

This crooked smile made him hot.

Somewhere in the body seems to be unbearable
He moved his footsteps, but he still couldn't move, as if he was sealed like that.

"Aren't you going?" Qiao Yimo turned around and took his hand.

Leng Juan looked at her beautiful eyes with a smirk, the deep black eyes were narrowed, and the eyes were deep.

He raised his eyebrows, and directly blocked Qiao Yimo at the door, "Otherwise, don't go back, leave tomorrow morning!"

Qiao Yimo: "."

Qiao Yimo looked at him, stared at each other for a few seconds, and then remembered what she was going to ask just now. She said, "Where's that silver gun?"

When she just packed her things, she didn't see her.

"It's taken back, it's not safe for the little girl to carry a gun at home."

"Oh." Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, her face showing no emotion.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when they arrived at the airport.

Black Snake, White Snake, Bo Hua, and Mo Jun had already been waiting on the plane.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mo Jun raised his eyes and saw the crimson marks on Leng Juan's neck, he couldn't help jokingly said: "Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a while, and the neck was bitten by a big mosquito!"

Hearing this, Black Snake, White Snake and the others raised their eyes and noticed the mark on Leng Juan's neck, his body froze suddenly, and he smiled awkwardly, "This mosquito is quite big."

Qiao Yimo: "."

She really wanted to blow these mentally handicapped off the plane.

Four hours later, the plane landed safely.

Cold house in S city.

The old lady had long received the news that Qiao Yimo was going back to China. After dinner, she waited until after twelve o'clock in the evening.

The moment she saw Qiao Yimo, Mrs. Leng was happier than winning a big prize.

At this moment, all the servants in Quan Leng's family looked at Qiao Yimo with smiles on their faces.

"Little Qiao, I haven't seen you for a few months now, how come she grows more and more beautiful, like a fairy!" The old lady directly bypassed Leng Juan and snatched Qiao Yimo over.

Mo Jun smiled, "That's right, Mr. Tired and his sister-in-law are tired of being together every day, can they not be beautiful?"

Hearing this, he glanced at Mo Jun coldly and tiredly, and then ordered his servants in a low voice, "Give the key to the modified car in the garage, Young Master Mo."

"Yes, Lord Tired!"

"Thank you!" Mo Jun chuckled, put his hands in his pockets and walked out the door.

Mrs. Leng pulled Qiao Yimo onto the soft sofa, and asked with a smile, "Little Qiao, it's really hard work for you. It must be very tiring to do anything with that guy, Xiao Leng, right? Is your body still able to take it?"

Leng Juan: "." Who is her grandson? ?

"It's not bad, it's not hard!"

Qiao Yimo's face was rarely soft.

After saying that, Mrs. Leng suddenly paid attention: "Little Qiao, what kind of high collar are you wearing this summer? Do you have a cold?"

(End of this chapter)