Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 468 I fell in love with Miss Moxin at first sight

Qiao Yimo's eyes were clear and charming, and it was rare for her to feel guilty, "I didn't know Master Leng would appear here."

Leng Juan looked at her, smiled, and slowly approached Qiao Yimo who was wearing a Moxin mask, "Miss Moxin just said that she likes this 'Trace of Love', right?"

"I really like it." Seeing him gradually approaching him, Qiao Yimo took a few steps back.

"Although I quite like it." The man sighed, "But if Miss Mo Xin speaks up, I must be a gentleman, right?"

"Master Leng, if I remember correctly, we've only met two or three times, haven't we?" Qiao Yimo choked for breath.

Leng tiredly smiled and approached her, suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, and took a deep breath towards her neck.

The breath on the girl made him confirm his thoughts even more, so he said slowly: "But, I fell in love with Miss Mo Xin at first sight, what should I do?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yimo widened her eyes and pushed his chest away.

She never knew that Leng Juan was such a casual man.

Her voice was slightly cold, and there was a bit of jealousy that she didn't even notice, "Master Leng, to be precise, we are just a cooperative relationship, but you are in love with me?" She paused and raised her eyes , neither humble nor overbearing: "If my news is correct, you have a very beloved girlfriend, right?"

Hearing the words, Leng Juan chuckled, and still looked at her deeply...

He didn't answer, but said directly: "But, I am also sincere to Miss Mo Xin."

The cold and tired thin lips moved slowly, the voice was low and hoarse, and Qiao Yimo's heart was sour when he said the most heart-warming words.

The pain in my heart spread to my limbs, and my hands and legs were completely numb.

She was cuckolded by herself.

Leng Juan originally liked her wearing a mask.

Or did he already know that the person under the mask was her, Qiao Yimo?
Or, in today's round, he intentionally lured her to come out as Mo Xin?
Seeing that she was silent and her face was full of horror, Leng Juan let go of her slender waist and whispered in her ear: "Next Sunday, my 26th birthday, you will show up, right?"

Qiao Yimo was in a state of confusion at the moment, she didn't know what she was talking about: "I will."

Hearing this, Leng Juan chuckled, opened his mouth suddenly, and bit her tender neck hard.

Qiao Yimo hissed, and immediately wanted to push him away.

But he was bitten even tighter by the man, whispering in her ear, repeating three words, "little liar, little liar."

Before Qiao Yimo could react, Leng Juan put the ring necklace on his hand and left.

Qiao Yimo was stunned for a few seconds, staring blankly at the back of the man leaving.

little liar?
Does this mean that Leng Juan already knew that Mo Xin was her?

Could it be that what he said just now was just to anger her?
After a while, Qiao Yimo looked down at the ring and necklace in her hand, then clenched it tightly.

the other side.

Bo Hua followed Leng Juan all the way, seeing the wonderful scene just now, he couldn't help laughing, "Miss Qiao was full of jealousy just now."

This was the first time he had seen Miss Qiao who was so out of control.

Leng Juan's eyes deepened, and he snorted coldly, "That little liar would rather be jealous of himself than tell me on the spot."

In fact, it doesn't matter if you tell me or not, after all, you can't get rid of the tooth marks when you go back.

He enjoyed it a little bit, seeing her helpless to explain.

He wanted to see how she explained the wound when he went back later.

(End of this chapter)