Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 723: The Mark of the Leng Family

The man laughed, and couldn't help reaching out to hook the tip of her nose.

At this time, the phone on the bed rang suddenly.

Qiao Yimo turned on the screen and took a look.

It's the video sent by Su Zhe.

The content of the video was exactly Qiao Anchu being hung on the roof of the other garden in Baiyun Castle.

As long as he struggles, the whole person will sway with the amplitude.

The crumbling appearance is very frightening.

Su Zhe: Sister Mo, are you still satisfied?

Qiao Yimo handed the phone to Leng Juan to look at.

The moment Leng Juan saw the video, his brows raised, his eyes were bloodthirsty and satisfied.

Qiao Yimo looked at him and smiled: "Is your anger gone?"

The man nodded and hummed.

He took her mobile phone, turned off the screen, and put it on the bedside.

He touched her head, his voice was hoarse and low: "I've been tired all day, go to sleep first, and talk about it when I wake up tomorrow."

The cumbersome etiquette, wearing a heavy dress for a day, is a bit tiring.

She rubbed her eyebrows and leaned on the man.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Looking at Qiao Yimo who fell asleep with her eyes closed, Leng Juan's heart softened.

He hugged her and laid her flat on the bed.

After making sure she was comfortable, he exited the room.

When he went out of the room, he found that Bo Hua was already waiting outside the door.

He pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Bo Hua replied, and glanced into the room again, "Miss Qiao."

Leng Juan shook his head, "I've said it before, that kind of thing shouldn't happen to her."

When Bo Hua heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said in surprise, "Jian, Lord Juan, even if you love Miss Qiao so much, it shouldn't be like this."

"That kind of thing, the ancestors all appeared on the hostess of the Leng family."

Leng Juan raised his eyes, gave him a cold look, and said, "Rules are never meant to be followed."

Rules are never meant to be followed, they are meant to be broken.

Seeing her hurt, it's better for him to bear it himself.

"Tired, Tired Lord"

Before Bo Hua could say anything, the man frowned, his eyes were full of displeasure and said: "If you talk about it, get out."

Bo Hua didn't dare to say any more, and quickly backed down.

inside the room.

A young man frowned tightly and asked, "Master Juan, let me confirm one more thing with you."

"Don't ask, I've already made up my mind." Leng Juan hardly thought about it.

"But this process will be very painful. You are the head of the Leng family." The young man reminded again.

Leng Juan frowned, impatient, and said: "Don't talk about it, let's do it now, and it will be dawn when we go back."

Seeing this, the young man sighed.

He can't say anything else.

Years ago, the man took out a tube of anesthetic from the medicine cabinet and said, "If it's too uncomfortable, I will stop it in time."

"understood."

When you are not drunk after the injection, you basically feel nothing.

But when it came to the tattoo session, the man still frowned.

This kind of paint is not an ordinary paint, but it can't be washed off for a lifetime.

The only way to remove this tattoo is to peel the skin.

Therefore, tattoos using this pigment will be extremely painful.

In the past, when the hostess of the Leng family accepted this kind of ceremony, she often fainted from the pain, even though local anesthesia was used in advance.

Leng Juan gritted his teeth slightly, wanting to curse.

I don't know what the men of the ancestors thought, how could they let the women bear such a painful link.

It's him, he can't bear it.

Several hours passed.

A large tattoo on the back of the man.

Various tattoos.

There are eagles, there are animals like leopards, all entwined.

It looks very shocking.

(End of this chapter)