Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 45 Coquetry
"What are you doing?" Dong Yan suddenly stopped Qiao Anchu.

Qiao Anchu turned her head and saw Dong Yan walking towards her.

"I"

"Mom, my sister's room is very messy. There are a few pieces of waste paper on the floor. I will pick them up when I see them. I will throw them away for her later."

Dong Yan nodded, "Good boy, An Chu! Now you go back to practice drawing, and you will be going to participate in the competition in two days' time, which is Wednesday."

"Mom, I'm going right away." Qiao Anchu said in a panic.

Qiao Yimo came back slower than Qiao Anchu because she didn't take Qiao's nanny car.

As soon as Qiao Yimo entered the bedroom, she felt that the smell was not right. She asked in front of Qiao Anchu and Dong Yan, "Who has entered my room?"

"Ah, it's An Chu, the dress your dad bought back was meant to be given to you, but you were not at home, so..."

Qiao Yimo interrupted, "Thank you, but don't come in casually in the future."

Dong Yan said angrily, "You have some precious things inside, and you won't let the servant clean the room for you. An Chu even picked up a few pieces of paper from the floor for you."

Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately went back to the room to look for things to see if there was anything missing. She found that the dresser cabinet was not closed to the degree she was used to, leaving a gap, and now it was completely airtight.

She flipped through the paintings in the cabinet and suddenly smiled.

on the dinner table.

Seeing Qiao Yimo's expressionless face, Qiao Anchu was relieved that there was nothing abnormal.

When I saw her rushing into the room angrily in the evening, I thought that I was found to have secretly taken away her paintings.

Dong Yan looked at Qiao Anchu happily and asked, "Are you confident in Wednesday's painting competition?"

"I have confidence!" Qiao Anchu said without any concealment.

Seeing this, Dong Yan and Qiao Renshan showed satisfied smiles on their faces, "An Chu is really getting better and better."

"That's right, Anchu's paintings are so beautiful!" Dong Yan said proudly, completely forgetting that Qiao Anchu poured dirty water on Qiao Yimo a few days ago.

"Mom, my sister's paintings are actually pretty good too." Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo and said.

Dong Yan and Qiao Renshan asked almost in unison, "Really?"

Qiao Yimo didn't speak.

Seeing her cold reaction, they were too embarrassed to continue talking.

After dinner, Qiao Yimo returned to her room, thinking about Qiao Anchu entering her room today.

Why did Qiao Anchu take away her paintings, so it's rare for her to participate in the competition?
However, she quickly denied this idea. After all, competitions are usually played on the spot.

Forget it, those pictures are worthless, if you like them, you can give them to Qiao Anchu, but the bedroom smells like Qiao Anchu, she smells very uncomfortable, it looks like it needs to be cleaned again.

After Qiao Yimo finished washing before going to bed, she returned to the bedroom, and when she saw the uninvited cold and tired, she frowned slightly.

Her voice was cold, "Are you here again?"

The man's deep brows and eyes are rare and soft, "Are you going to my house? I have prepared your favorite braised eggplant."

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows and narrowed her phoenix eyes, "Why do you say I like braised eggplant?"

"Last time at my house, the number of times you sandwiched braised eggplant was three times that of other dishes!"

Qiao Yimo: "."

She wiped her wet hair with a towel, "Forget it today."

"Well, it's actually the old lady who misses you." Leng Juan lowered his eyes, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It's not just the old lady who thinks, he almost misses the little girl to death.

This man is very good at disguising, even if Qiao Yimo knew it, it would be difficult to refuse him, "Did you finish all the Chinese medicine I grabbed for her?"

"almost."

Qiao Yimo nodded, "I'll go after school tomorrow."

"Is there anything else?" Qiao Yimo looked at the man, who was standing beside the curtains, with two buttons left on the black shirt, and the black suit pants wrapped around those bloody long legs.

Qiao Yimo was afraid of losing control again, so she moved away from him after a few seconds.

He really wanted to say: Can't you come if you have nothing to do?

But he could only suppress this sentence, and said in a low voice, "I brought you ginger soup."

Qiao Yimo originally wanted to refuse.

But what Leng Juan said next made her unable to reply.

"You shouldn't say that your menstruation is gone."

The man's evil and deep eyes locked tightly on Qiao Yimo, and he spoke seriously.

"Drink it if you don't leave."

I really can't answer this sentence.

Qiao Yimo took the ginger soup from Leng Juan, and stared at her with deep and evil eyes.

She frowned uncomfortably, it's no wonder her heartbeat didn't speed up when watched by such an enchanting man.

After taking two sips, Qiao Yimo put down the ginger soup, poured a glass of boiled water for Leng Juan, and said, "Thank you for the ginger soup."

She glanced at the time on the wall and began to chase away customers.

"It's getting late, you go back quickly."

Leng tired who was about to drink water: "."

Momo is so heartless.

Turn your face and deny anyone after drinking enough?

Leng Juan put down the water glass and looked at Qiao Yimo with those evil eyes.

"No, I'm not leaving."

"I'll leave after you finish drinking the ginger soup."

Qiao Yimo frowned, looking at Leng Juan displeasedly.

"I'm not a three-year-old child, I don't need you to supervise me!"

Leng Juan's phoenix eyes darkened, and said pitifully, "You rejected me."

He is a dignified and cold head of the family, and he has to act coquettishly and pretend to be pitiful in front of his future wife.

For some reason, Qiao Yimo looked at the man's pitiful eyes, but couldn't bear to drive him away.

"A man's is like a little girl's." Qiao Yimo sneered.

Leng Juan approached Qiao Yimo quietly, and said in a low voice, "My tenderness is only for you to see."

The man who had spent half his life walking on a gun at the point of a knife was born with the attitude of keeping strangers away.

But he was only deeply attracted by this little girl.

Qiao Yimo pushed his chest with her small hands, and said coldly, "Stop being a hooligan!"

She picked up the ginger soup on the table and gulped it down.

"I'm done! You can go."

Leng tired: "."

He never thought that he would be so disgusted by his future wife.

He looked at Qiao Yimo and stroked her fluffy hair: "Then remember to come over after school tomorrow, I'll wait for you."

"Ah."

After the two said their goodbyes, Leng Juan went over the window and left as gracefully as if he had come.

After leaving, Qiao Yimo's heart remained restless.

In this way, how can the two seem to be cheating?

back to the cold house
Seeing that Leng Juan came back, Bo Hua stepped forward to greet him: "Master Juan, did you go to Miss Qiao's house again tonight?"

Leng Juan didn't deny it, didn't answer, just took off his suit jacket and threw it to Bo Hua and asked, "If you go to a girl's bedroom and that girl keeps driving you away, what does that mean?"

Bo Hua hardly thought about it, "Drive you away? That means she doesn't like you."

A few seconds after the words fell, the air became extremely thin and cold. Bo Hua raised his eyes to look at Master Juan, and immediately changed his words, "If this person is Master Juan, you should also be embarrassed by that girl."

Hearing this, Leng Juan touched her thin lips and murmured, "So that's how it is."

(End of this chapter)