Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 700 No one will bother us anymore

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

Qiao Yimo woke up leisurely, moved her arms, and had a splitting headache.

What's going on here?
Before he had time to think about it, a man's deep and hoarse voice came from beside him, "Momo, you finally woke up."

"Jian, where is this? Why are we here?" Qiao Yimo stretched out her hand and rubbed her brows.

The man's thin lips curled slightly, he grabbed her hand lovingly, and said, "Momo forgot?"

"You promised me to propose marriage last night, but you drank too much and didn't wake up until now."

Having said that, Qiao Yimo remembered.

She opened her lips and said lightly, "What time is it?"

"It's twelve o'clock at noon, you slept for a long time."

twelve o'clock?
today is Friday.

Late again.

Sure enough, it was a mistake to drink.

A momentary remorse appeared on the girl's expression, Leng Yu couldn't help but chuckled, stretched out her hand and pampered her delicate little nose, "I've asked you for leave, and I'll go to school in the afternoon."

"Alright." Qiao Yimo lifted the quilt, ready to get out of bed and take a shower.

But before the soles of her feet touched the ground, someone surrounded her slender waist from behind, and before she could react, they pushed her onto the bed.

"Momo, sleep with me for a while longer." The man leaned his head on her chest, his voice was low and low.

Acting like a puppy.

Qiao Yimo twisted her waist helplessly, her voice was almost inaudible, "Don't be like this, I have to go to class in the afternoon."

The man's breathing was very hot and fast, and when he stuck to her ear, she felt that the base of her ear was about to be burned off.

"Little scumbag." The man said aggrievedly.

Qiao Yimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, reached out and rubbed his hair, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "Why am I such a scumbag? Tell me clearly."

This word, she heard him describe her more than once.

"Last night, you kept pestering me until dawn. I just kept watching you until dawn. I just squinted my eyes for a while, but you have to go to school." The man's grievances were about to overflow from his heart.

Qiao Yimo chuckled, kissed his forehead with pink lips, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Is there any compensation?" He pushed forward.

After talking about this, she could only coax him, "One more kiss?"

"No." Leng Juan shook his head, quite dissatisfied and said, "Kiss a few more."

"It's better to kiss all over your body."

he added rascally.

"Cold tired, you."

Before Qiao Yimo finished speaking, the man suddenly leaned over and covered hers with his lips.

In order to coax him, she could only deepen the kiss.

Turn passive into active!

Facing the sudden initiative, the man acted like a beast, as if trying to drain the air out of her lungs.

A kiss fell, and the two were out of breath.

Qiao Yimo's legs went limp.

She leaned against his chest, trying to adjust herself.

The man leaned next to her ear, with a bit of charm and seduction, he said in a low voice, "Momo, we haven't had that for a long time."

"I'm uncomfortable."

I don't even think about it, how much self-control he used to hold her and not move her last night.

Now that she woke up, how could he let her go like this.

"But." Qiao Yimo hesitated.

"Don't Momo like me and doing that kind of thing?"

"But Momo said last night that my tongue is like jelly, soft and cold."

"Still sucking on it."

"If it weren't for my self-control, you wouldn't be able to get out of bed today."

The man's voice seemed to carry magical powers, making it irresistible.

"But, I'm going to school this afternoon." Qiao Yimo said helplessly.

Knowing that she was shaken, she curled her thin lips coldly and coaxed softly: "It's okay, I'll be there soon, as long as we start now, an hour will be enough."

Qiao Yimo: "."

"When have you been an hour?" She glared at him.

Leng Juan licked his lips, lowered his head and bit her earlobe, and coaxed, "I promise it will be soon."

Qiao Yimo: "."

Men have always been stronger in sex/things, and he knows her excitement very well.

It is also easy to lose in his hands.

Leng tired finally waited for himself to rest enough, thinking about doing it again vigorously.

But just as he was about to start, a bell rang suddenly.

The two froze for an instant.

Regardless of the ringing of the phone, Leng Juan pressed Qiao Yimo and wanted to continue moving.

Qiao Yimo's eyes were hazy, and she quickly pushed away the man's chest, "Answer the phone."

The voice was cold and hoarse.

Completely free from passion/lust.

The man gritted his teeth: "It's going to ring, it's nothing serious anyway."

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes and stared at the man, "Otherwise I'll pick it up."

But Leng Juan pressed her down and didn't let her move at all, and said viciously: "I won't let you go."

Qiao Yimo was amused by this look of not wanting to be wronged.

She touched the man's face, "Good boy, go pick it up."

Leng Tiany's thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"Hello?" The man spoke in a cold tone with a bit of anger.

However, the female voice on the other end was aggressive, "Tired, what's the matter with you?"

"grandmother?"

"It's not me, who else could it be?"

"What's the matter?" Leng Juan rubbed his eyebrows, his tone very helpless.

The old lady Leng said solemnly: "Jian, you transferred the Leng Group and that Hawke Empire to Momo, do you want to exhaust her to death?"

This turtle grandson, what he did was not human affairs.

Except for abducting Xiao Qiao.

Leng Juan said helplessly, "Grandma, she confiscated Momo."

"Ah?" Mrs. Leng blinked, and said suspiciously, "Why didn't Momo accept it?"

"Momo accepts it, and you are afraid of tiring her. If you don't accept it, you still feel uncomfortable, don't you?"

Mrs. Leng was speechless by these words, too guilty to answer.

"Grandma, if it's okay, don't call me, lest my great-grandson really miss it."

Mrs. Leng was stunned for a few seconds, and quickly reacted.

She coughed dryly and asked curiously, "Xiao Qiao is with you now?"

Leng Juan turned his head to look at Qiao Yimo who was about to get out of bed, his black eyes dimmed suddenly, and he said hoarsely: "That's right."

"Okay, okay, I'll hang up first."

Madam Leng took a deep breath and hung up the phone hastily.

The next second, a beeping sound came from the receiver, and Leng Juan immediately dropped the phone and walked up to Qiao Yimo.

"Come again?" Qiao Yimo got out of bed and was going to the bathroom to take a bath.

Leng Juan licked his lips, "No one will bother us now."

That afternoon, the two spent a full hour playing with the clock in the bathroom.

By the time we got back to school, it was already two o'clock.

In Qingbei University, there was nothing but discussion about Leng Juan and Mo Xin's engagement.

Everyone was envious to death.

As the invitees, Ning Xi and Bai Xia were even more excited.

"Bai Xia, tell me how you received that invitation letter?" Ning Xi looked excited.

Bai Xia thought for a while, then said, "Someone sent it to my home."

Ning Xi nodded, "Me too!"

People from the medical department looked at them enviously, "Do you know Leng Juan or Mo Xin?"

Bai Xia shook her head, "Impossible."

People like Leng Juan and Mo Xin couldn't get in touch with each other, so how could they know each other.

Ning Xi followed suit and nodded, "That's right, could it be that the invitations were sent randomly?"

(End of this chapter)