Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 72 Jealous
Just as Bo Hua thought, he was cold and tired at this time, his peach blossom eyes were full of coldness, and his thin lips were drawn into a line. It could be seen that he was very angry.

Those deep eyes were fixed on Qiao Yimo's figure.

His fists were clenched, and the veins in his arms exploded.

The man said dangerously and darkly: "Stop here."

Bohua was a little puzzled, did he not pick up Ms. Qiao?

In the distance, Long lowered his head and asked Qiao Yimo, "Boss, are you feeling better?"

Qiao Yimo narrowed her eyes and nodded, "It's much better, then I'll go first! Remember to practice hard when you go back."

"Understood!" Dragon, Tiger, Lion and Leopard said in unison.

Qiao Yimo walked to the side of the road and was about to call Leng Juan when she suddenly received a text message.

Leng Juan: [I'm temporarily free, so I won't pick you up, so be careful. 】

Qiao Yimo:【.】

She was speechless, why did this man go crazy tonight.

I've been harassing her for a whole day, but in the end I won't come if I can't.

Forget it, whether love comes or not.

Qiao Yimo returned to Qiao's house feeling a little disappointed.

When she got home, she threw herself on the bed, and Qiao Yimo woke up suddenly with a sound of "bet".

She was prepared to make a move on guard, but when she turned around, she saw Leng Yu.

I saw that the man's phoenix eyes were no longer as beautiful and alluring as before, only icy cold.

Qiao Yimo looked at him a little confusedly, and said calmly, "What's wrong with you?"

Leng Juan pursed his lips, without speaking, he stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

Qiao Yimo just felt baffled, and suddenly her sensitive nose smelled alcohol on him.

Did he drink today?

"Let go of me, what on earth are you doing?"

Before Qiao Yimo could speak, her red lips were blocked?

Oh shit!

Qiao Yimo's eyes widened, she stood there blankly, not knowing how to resist.

She never thought that she would be kissed forcibly one day.

But no matter how hard she struggled, the man didn't seem to let her go.

She narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and bit down on the man's lips, then pushed Leng Juan away.

Pushing away, the man hit the wall directly, and his thick shoulders made a dull impact.

Qiao Yimo was angry and ashamed, "What are you doing?"

The man's scarlet eyes burst out with a touch of disappointment, "Yimo, I can't accept it." The cold and low voice reached Qiao Yimo's ears, "I see it, I can't accept other men touching you."

Qiao Yimo frowned slightly, at first she didn't understand what the man was talking about.

In the next second, she realized it, no wonder his attitude changed so much in less than half an hour.

It is also possible that he saw Long blowing her eyes at the door of the bar.

So, misunderstood?
"Is there anything else?" Qiao Yimo walked up to him and tugged on Leng Juan's sleeves.

But Leng Juan remained unmoved, he knew very well that all his liking was wishful thinking, this girl never said that she liked him, nor did she say that she wanted to be with him.

What qualifications does he have to say these words?

However, he couldn't stand seeing Qiao Yimo making out with other men at all.

This anger seemed to consume him.

Qiao Yimo was amused. Isn't she happy to let this man step down her feelings?
She looks like a little daughter-in-law, so pitiful.

She said lightly, "He's my younger brother." There was a faint smile in her words.

Hearing the girl's words, the cold and tired eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a light of joy.

"It's not your own, it's better than your own."

The man didn't seem very satisfied with this answer either.

Qiao Yimo had no choice but to explain one more thing, "Just now my eyelashes got in, and he blew them on for me. Nothing happened to us."

In fact, she has been looking at Leng tired, and she can see all the subtle changes in his expression.

Comparing the front and back, isn't it just jealousy?

He is jealous?
"Still leaving?" Qiao Yimo just said it when she was suddenly hugged by the man.

Want to kiss her again?
Qiao Yimo thought that she was going crazy again from being cold and tired, so she made perfect preparations, and if this man dared to speak, she would let him eat his fists.

It's just that there is still no next move. Not long after, a man's low and gentle voice came from above his head.

"Yimo, were you explaining to me just now?"

"Yimo, can I say that you care about me a little?"

"Or like me?"

Every word the man said was cautious, as if he was afraid of scaring away the girl in front of him.

Explain?
Do you care?
Qiao Yimo didn't know either.

It seems to have a little bit.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo didn't answer, Leng Juan already had an answer in his heart. He knew that this girl would never say that she cared, so it didn't matter, he could wait slowly.

If only she could give him a chance.

"Don't do this in the future, I'm very scared." Qiao Yimo said, retreating from the cold and tired arms, keeping a certain distance from the man.

Just now, the moment she was held in the arms of a man, she actually felt relaxed and comfortable. This feeling is too strange.

This is very bad.

She is used to being alone.

She doesn't want another person to break the rhythm of her life
"Okay, I'll be gentle in the future." Leng Juan looked at the red lips of the girl in front of him, and he swallowed involuntarily.

In fact, this taste is better than he imagined, but he doesn't know when he can try it again.

Qiao Yimo saw that the cold and tired lips were bleeding slightly, as if she had bitten them.

She frowned, "Sit down and give you medicine."

"Okay." Leng Juan tried hard to suppress the heat in his body.

Qiao Yimo put the medicine box on the ground, then squatted down, this posture seemed a bit ambiguous and strange.

Seeing her hesitation, Leng Juan slowly said in a sexy voice, "I won't take advantage of you."

Wanting to occupy is also a reasonable possession. One day, he will make this little girl willing.

Seeing this, she couldn't say anything.

He squatted down and applied the medicine for the man.

At this moment, the breathing sounds of both of them seemed particularly ambiguous.

Especially listening to each other's breathing in this dark space.

However, fortunately, he also enjoyed this kind of torture.

Time seems to have passed half a century.

Finally, Qiao Yimo said lightly, "It's done."

Leng Juan followed the little girl's words and looked down, seeing that the girl was petite, and the shirt she was wearing was obviously much bigger, and the neckline was loose, revealing a large piece of white skin.

As a normal man, if he doesn't have the slightest desire, he is disabled, and the little girl in front of him is still his heart.

Can't watch anymore, he can't stand it anymore.

Qiao Yimo noticed the man's gaze, quickly covered her chest, and said displeasedly, "Where are you looking?"

Leng Juan coughed twice in embarrassment, and quickly shifted his gaze.

"You came with Bohua?" Qiao Yimo asked lazily.

“I drove here by myself”

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows, "What about drunk driving?"

"The alcohol is gone."

Luckily, I didn't drink much tonight.

(End of this chapter)