Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 477 Tired, Happy Birthday
The days fly by.

In the blink of an eye, it was the night of the 28th.

Cold house.

Around six o'clock in the evening.

The man at the dining table was handsome and handsome, and the well-tailored suit complemented his slender figure. He restrained the air-conditioning all over his body, and looked noble and elegant at the moment. The moment the knife and fork in his hand was put down, there was a crisp sound.

He took the restaurant paper and pressed it lightly on his mouth, raised his eyes and said slowly: "Didn't the old lady say that she would come back the night before the banquet? Why didn't you see her?"

The servant standing beside said respectfully: "Madam Leng said that she will wait for you and Ms. Qiao at the banquet tomorrow, so she won't spend the night in Leng's house tonight."

The original banquet venue was originally set at the Leng Residence, but there will be a lot of people coming to the banquet tomorrow, so the venue has been changed.

Leng Juan didn't speak, just nodded.

"By the way, the company's clothing design department has already kicked out the clothes according to Ms. Qiao's original draft. You can try to see if they fit later."

Qiao Yimo raised her beautiful eyes, then nodded and said, "Thank you."

Back to the bedroom after dinner.

Qiao Yimo tried on tomorrow's dress, and the result was obvious, it naturally fit.

She looked in the mirror, then slowly took off her clothes.

At this time, the hot water in the bathroom has been put on.

The girl went into the bathtub and lay down, closing her eyes gently.

Meanwhile, the man in the opposite room was tormented.

Just fantasizing about her wearing that cheongsam dress is already provocative enough, but now that that person is right across from him, he simply doesn't want to be a gentleman on the surface.

Not long after, the man turned and opened the door.

He left the master bedroom without hesitation, walked to Qiao Yimo's room, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally unscrewed the handle.

With the opening of the door, a burst of fragrance of shower gel came out, which was elegant and not too strong, mixed with a faint fragrance of milk.

Leng Juan's black eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled down slightly.

He didn't do anything, he unbuttoned his shirt, and instead lay half on the bed, provocative and sexy.

Hearing the slight sound of the door being opened, Qiao Yimo quickly wrapped the towel around her and walked out of the bathroom vigilantly.

"You..." Qiao Yimo's eyelashes trembled slightly, a little stimulated by the man's appearance, "What are you doing here?"

Leng Juan raised his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. Her slightly curly hair was hanging down on both sides, and dripping drops of water fell on the floor.

The man lost his mind for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled gently, "I"

Qiao Yimo paid attention to his mischievous eyes, then tightened the towel, and pink appeared in her small ears.

"You go out first." Her voice at this moment has lost the usual coldness, instead showing the shy appearance of a little woman.

"Momo." Leng Juan stared at the girl, as if Lai decided to stay here today, so his tone became pitiful, "Do you know what day it is?"

"I want you to be the first to wish me a happy birthday."

Qiao Yimo's fingertips trembled, and she didn't say anything about driving him out. Instead, she handed the towel to the man and said in a commanding tone, "Then wipe my hair for me."

Hearing this, Leng Juan's eyes brightened, he took the towel and hugged her in his arms.

Soon.

The bedroom lights slowly dimmed.

Qiao Yimo was lying on the bed, surrounded by the hot and cold body temperature.

Qiao Yimo's eyes fell on the man's eyebrows.

In the middle of the night, the phone dinged, indicating that twelve o'clock had arrived.

Qiao Yimo's slender hand landed on the man's delicate thin lips, the pink lips were slightly parted, filled with infinite tenderness, "Tired, happy birthday."

She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned into his arms.

Under the moonlight, the man's delicate thin lips were slightly hooked, evil and slutty.

The next day, early in the morning.

Cold tired wake up very early.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the girl in his arms, and said softly, "Momo, good morning."

After finishing speaking, the man gently kissed the corner of the girl's mouth.

Qiao Yimo was awakened by the warm touch.

She slowly opened her eyes, and greeted the lazy and charming man in front of her, "Good morning."

"Get up and wash up, and leave for the banquet later."

The banquet started in the evening, and now it used to be just some process of makeup and styling.

Qiao Yimo nodded, then got up from the bed and went into the bathroom.

downstairs.

At this moment, it is very lively.

Several people gathered together to discuss the process of the banquet in a low voice, and they were very happy.

"I heard that many bigwigs from the industry came to this banquet."

"That's not true. We have all seen the list that Bohua put on the table before. It is a full five pages."

"But by the way, will Mo Xin, the rumored girlfriend of Master Juan, be present this time?"

"She has the face to attend? Mrs. Leng is at the banquet, how dare she show up?"

"That is, if we see her in the past later, we should tell Mrs. Leng immediately."

"That's right, you dare to seduce Master Tired without even looking at how many catties you have."

"Miss Qiao has been kept in the dark so far. It's really pitiful."

"what are you guys saying?"

Suddenly, a cold and indifferent voice broke the conversation of the servants.

At this moment, Qiao Yimo had already changed her clothes and walked down the stairs slowly.

When everyone heard that it was Qiao Yimo's voice, they couldn't help shutting up, for fear that she would hear the conversation just now.

"Nothing." Everyone stammered and raised their heads slowly.

Suddenly, the scene in front of them made them lose their souls.

The dark green cheongsam dress was embroidered with a few water lilies. The design at the end of the dress set off the girl's slender figure. The small stand-up collar wrapped around the slender neck, adding a bit of dignity to the sexy.

"Miss Qiao, you look too good-looking, don't you?"

"That's right, the clothes didn't look very good yesterday, why are they so beautiful?"

"Mom, I can't help but feel my heart beat!"

"Fuck, the old lady will be very happy to see Miss Qiao dressed like this."

In the eyes of everyone, although Qiao Yimo was still naked at the moment, this outfit was so luxurious and beautiful that people ignored other shortcomings.

If she ran into that vixen Moxin head-on, Miss Qiao would not lose to her at all.

Qiao Yimo listened to their words, still expressionless.

She has heard this kind of words too much, and she is already immune!

At this time, a man slowly came down from upstairs.

I saw him wearing a white shirt and a black and gold jacket.

The tie was casually tied, and the hair was slightly messy, just like that, but everything seemed just right.

The raised eyebrows and eyes make the whole person appear evil and mad.

What the hell!

What a beautiful couple, talented and beautiful, perfect match!
It would be great if there was no vixen named Mo Xin to disturb them, the servants stood thinking.

Suddenly, a horn sounded outside the door.

One luxury car after another is heading in this direction.

(End of this chapter)