Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 739 We Are Nothing

Qiao Yimo stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then pushed the door open.

Leng Juan turned his head, and the eyes of the two met.

Qiao Yimo quickly hid the anesthetic in her sleeve.

Everything looked fine before she walked to the man.

"No coffee?"

Seeing that she only had a bottle of ointment in her hand, he asked.

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "I'm worried about your wound, so you go down for me later."

Leng Juan pinched the tip of her nose, gritted her teeth intimately and said: "Little guy, you can be a boss."

Qiao Yimo frowned and said nothing.

She applied the cool ointment in the bottle to the redness and swelling on the man's back little by little.

Leng Juan closed his eyes, enjoying the skin-to-skin contact.

After the ointment was applied, Leng Juan turned his head, raised his hand and gently touched her face, coolly, "Okay, I'll go down and get you a glass of water, don't drink coffee at night."

Qiao Yimo didn't move.

When the man was about to get up, her thin lips moved, and she reached out to hold the man's hand, "I don't want to drink anymore, I want to hug you for a while."

Qiao Yimo buried her head in the man's shoulder.

Leng Juan didn't know why, and felt a little strange.

He frowned, and was about to speak.

The girl suddenly hooked his neck, and then kissed his thin lips forcefully.

It seems that I can't wait to eat him into my stomach.

Facing her who was so enthusiastic, the corners of the man's lips trembled slightly, he did not hide his desire/desire, and responded to her in the same way.

In the end, she lied in his arms, then leaned against him, still hugging and kissing him.

The dimly lit room was silent and warm at this moment.

Inside the master bedroom.

The man glanced at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms, then picked up his mobile phone and made a call: "Bo Hua, go and check the movements of Ouyang Biyun and Yan Si."

Bo Hua on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, but he still agreed.

Hanging up the phone, Leng Juan didn't say anything.

He lay on his side, brushing her slender fingers over her brows that were still tightly furrowed in sleep.

Why do you still show such an expression when you are asleep?
Leng Juan pondered for a while, then slowly got up from the bed.

Although his movements were very slight, he still woke up the woman in his arms.

The girl slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Thirsty." Qiao Yimo's voice was a little low, "I want to drink water."

The man reached out and touched her cheek, and scraped the tip of her nose affectionately, "I was about to pour you a glass of water, but you woke up unexpectedly. Be good, I'll be back later."

"it is good."

Qiao Yimo watched him go out, took out the syringe from under her pillow, and hid it under her sleeve.

When Leng Juan came back, Qiao Yimo was sitting obediently on the bed.

He handed over the water glass and said, "Drink."

Qiao Yimo took it and gulped down half of it.

Then he put the rest of the water glass on the bedside table, looked at the man blankly and asked, "Does your back still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." The man smiled and shook his head.

"Let me see." Qiao Yimo didn't believe it, she insisted on holding his hand and making him sit on the bed with his back facing her.

The ointment is very effective, and it is not red.

Her gaze slowly moved to the man's neck, and her fingertips moved involuntarily.

I can't let my heart down any longer.

It will be wrong.

She slowly took out the syringe hidden in her sleeve, and was about to stab the man's neck.

The man didn't see any movement from her, so he wanted to turn his head to take a look.

"Don't move." Qiao Yimo's voice fell coldly.

Suddenly, a stabbing pain came from behind.

By the time he realized it, the syringe in the girl's hand had no liquid in it.

His breath suddenly dropped, and he looked at her coldly, "What did you give me?"

"Strong anesthetic." Qiao Yimo said expressionlessly.

All the warmth just now has been put away.

It's as if, what happened just now was all faked by her.

Leng Juan felt his whole body was cold, but his heart was even colder than his body, and his voice was hoarse and low, "Strong anesthetic?"

Qiao Yimo threw the syringe in the trash can.

Then take a few clothes from the closet and put them in the box.

While tidying up his clothes, he turned his back to him and said, "Yes, ordinary anesthetics may not be effective for you, so I can only use the enhanced version."

"Why?" Leng Juan pursed her thin lips tightly, and the back of the woman in front of her became more and more blurred.

It was the first time he spoke to her in such a questioning tone.

Puzzled, wronged, sad!
Qiao Yimo paused, then continued to pack her clothes as if nothing had happened, "Don't worry, strong anesthesia will not harm your body, but it will make you sleep longer."

"Am I asking this!" The man almost roared, his charming peach eyes had become cold and ruthless at this moment, staring at her, he sneered, "Are you going to face Yan Si by yourself? Fuck me, huh?"

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Qiao Yimo's fingertips froze, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"say!"

"Yes, I want to go by myself, so you can sleep well at home."

After hearing her answer, the man became even more annoyed, almost gritted his teeth and said, "So, since you suggested it to me, you don't plan to go with me, do you?"

Qiao Yimo: "."

She did waver at that time, but finally reached an agreement that they would go together.

But that day, she had that dream again.

After today's series of events, she dare not bet on his life.

This strong anesthetic can last for 24 hours. Even if he hasn't gone out for 24 hours, everyone will only think that they are staying together and playing, and they won't think of where to go.

In just 24 hours, she can come back from country Y.

So, she bet!
The man just stared at her directly, insisting on her answering.

After Qiao Yimo prepared everything, she stood up and said with a faint smile, "Indeed, since the moment I suggested it, I never intended to let you go, and it was just my helpless act to compromise."

"You know, I've always been a good liar."

Qiao Yimo looked at him with a helpless smile on his lips.

Leng Juan suddenly felt as if his heart had been hit by something, it was sore and painful.

It feels like the whole heart is being torn in two.

He squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Qiao Yimo, what do you think of me?"

Why did she always "abandon" him when encountering danger and difficulty?

So what is their relationship?
Qiao Yimo's body froze, her fingertips moved slightly, her heart was blocked, "Don't think too much."

Hearing this answer, Leng Juan sneered, "Since it's all like this, let's go!"

Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, opened the window, and was about to jump out.

But at this moment, a deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Out of this house, we are nothing."

Qiao Yimo caught her breath, closed her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)