Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 611 If I Can, I Will!
out of the theater.

Qiao Yimo turned to the people behind her and said, "Thank you, let's all go back."

"Your hand?" Ji Wen's eyes flickered.

Qiao Yimo glanced down, smiled lightly, "It's all right."

"What about the song?" Ruoxi teased.

"Make the tune yourself." Suddenly, a male voice sounded from behind.

Qiao Yimo was stunned for a while, and turned to look at the man.

The man stepped forward and took her into his arms, directly swearing his ownership.

Qiao Yimo was hugged just like that, looked at Ruoxi, and said with a smile: "I'll return the song to S City for you, don't worry, I won't forget it."

Ruoxi was flattered, and quickly waved her hands, "Master, I'm just kidding."

How could he have the nerve to let Master worry about this situation?

The man's eyes fell on the girl lightly, he put his arms around her waist, and said in a strong and slightly displeased tone, "Let's go."

Qiao Yimo nodded when she heard the words, and when she was about to turn around, her body suddenly rose into the air.

With a cry of surprise, she quickly hugged the man's neck and hung on him tightly.

Immediately, four extremely strong gazes behind them stared at their backs.

In the dark night, in a closed space.

There were no lights in the car, but there was moonlight shining on them, enough for them to see each other's faces clearly.

The atmosphere is relatively quiet, and the four eyes are facing each other.

The man's always gentle eyes became cold and indifferent at this moment.

Qiao Yimo was a little flustered.

She couldn't guess why his expression was so cold, was it just because she was Liang Yin?
Leng Juan's voice was slightly hoarse: "You are also the gold medal producer in the music industry? Huh?"

The man stared at her with cold eyes.

Qiao Yimo blinked uncomfortably, and said, "Are you angry?"

"Angry." The man said, stretching out his nails to caress her cheek.

"Why didn't you tell me when you were angry."

Don't tell him?

She thought she had given him enough hints, and she could always guess a little bit.

"I thought Master Leng was smart enough to guess a little bit." Qiao Yimo said with a teasing smile.

"No, Momo, you overestimate me." The man lowered his eyes, looked at the injury on her hand, and said calmly: "Momo, your hand, the doctor said it will heal, and it won't delay your playing the piano."

The man's expression was calm, but Qiao Yimo knew that under this calm appearance, he felt extremely guilty!

Qiao Yimo looked at him and said, "Have you found it yet?"

The man lowered his eyes and shook his head, with a rare look of frustration.

"Don't check if you can't find it. At worst, I'll be more careful in the future." Qiao Yimo squinted her eyes, but what she said was quite indifferent.

Leng tired leaned over, pressed Qiao Yimo on the soft seat, kissed the wound on her cheek and arm, with a deep look in her eyes, and said, "Momo, no matter what choice I make, please Believe that I still love you and it will never change."

After the words fell, he bit her collarbone, his eyes changed from tenderness to coldness.

He never felt like he was useless now, and suddenly discovered that everything he brought to her for so long was already owned by her.

This sense of powerlessness made him doubt whether he was qualified to stay and stand with her.

A pain brought Qiao Yimo back to her senses, her body stiffened, she raised her eyes, and said with a smile, "What do you mean?"

Leng tired moved his lips, "I love you."

"Then will you stay with me forever?"

She is not a cheating girl, she understands what he means.

The man frowned slightly and said, "If I can, I will."

"If there is no if, it must be possible." Qiao Yimo looked at him with firm eyes.

The man pulled his thin lips lightly, leaned forward, and kissed her neck, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)