Billionaire Love Marriage: Goodnight, My Wife Lord

An Junhao's eyes were slightly restrained and looked at the silk's unyielding face.

It is a healthy light honey color. Although it is not particularly white, it is a meticulous face with almost no pores. A pair of apricot eyes are always anti bone, like stubborn and savage flowers growing on the cliffs.

At this time, because she was angry, her nose moved, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes still looked at him.

God is always fair.

Unlike other women, she is naturally white and delicate. She is pitiful and lovable when she gets sick, but she still shows her own charm, that unique and tenacious beauty.

They looked at each other.

One up, one down.

One looking down and one looking up.

"Su Qing."

"I have news for you. The son of the long family in the east of Yuhai went to propose marriage to Uncle su. Uncle Su called me this morning and asked me to urge you to go back early. "

An Junhao stood up and took back his sight. No wonder she was so fierce this time and didn't bother to go back to Yuhai.

It turned out that he escaped from marriage.

Su Qing suddenly looked like a deflated balloon, then fell on the bed and glanced at him. "I wish I could get married earlier, didn't I?"

"Yes. In fact, it doesn't matter if the income doesn't converge. When you get married, naturally someone will take care of you. My sister and I will be relieved. "

An Junhao faintly looked into her eyes, and his tone didn't fluctuate much.

Su Qing bit her lip, and her bright, wet apricot eyes looked at him with tears, "you!"

"Take the medicine, get ready early, and go back to Yuhai early to finish your life. Don't worry, there will be no less congratulatory gifts for settling down."

An Junhao stopped looking at her and turned to leave.

Behind her, Su Qing suddenly jumped out of bed and the quilt was violently thrown to the ground by her.

On hearing this, an Junhao didn't look back and strode to the door.

But still a step late, Su Qing hugged him from behind.

Rao Shi's posture is somewhat ambiguous, but an Junhao knows that this is Su Qing's posture and arm strength.

I've known her for so many years. I've seen her too many times.

So

Is this a fight with him?

"Su Qing..."

An Junhao stumbled on her and pressed his waist forward, obviously trying to make him fall. But how could she shake a sick man, even if she had a good hand?

An Junhao grabbed the hand on his waist without much effort. Her foot reacted very quickly. Her foot suddenly lost strength and hit his back.

Then he heard the hissing sound of pain. An Junhao frowned and remembered that her foot was a hurt foot.

He looked back at her.

Despite the pain, Su Qing suddenly looked up and stood on tiptoe. The lip angle was right on his thin lip.

Of course she knew she couldn't beat him, so all she wanted was a chance.

An Junhao found that he had been cheated.

He took a step back and she went further.

He took two steps back and she took two steps forward.

Su Qing closed her eyes, folded her hands around his neck, endured the pain of her ankles and stood on tiptoe to match his damn height.

However, fortunately, the taste under the lips is good.

She wanted to taste deeper and separate his lips and teeth to taste his real taste.

Last time, it was just a touch of the water.

Not enough, not enough

"It hurts!"

Before Su Qing could pry open the gap between an Junhao's lips and teeth, he grabbed his chin and had to loosen his lips.

"Little fox, my kiss is so easy to cheat, isn't it?"

An Junhao pinched her chin with a slight force. In the narrow Danfeng's deep eyes, there was a faint backlight and looked at her.

He doesn't like women playing tricks, because feelings are never forced.

"Believe it or not, I can cheat you for the third time?"

Su Qing looked at him with apricot eyes as bright as the moon.

"I don't believe it."

Su Qing seemed to expect it, but she didn't refute it. Alas, she bent down and rubbed her ankle. "It's all you. You know I'm playing with you. It's true. Now, my feet are swollen even more!"

An Junhao looked down at her red ankle, bent down, held it up and looked. It was really swollen again.

"Let me ask Zhao you to come over. He has always been good at this kind of injury. Let him press it for you and it will be much better tomorrow. "

When Su Qing heard the speech, he hurt his feet quickly and kicked him in the chest with his toes. "An Junhao, how can you let other men touch my feet?"

“……”

An Junhao was silent, "then you're in pain."

"Well, well, well, let him rub it for me."

Su Qing really hurt a little, and reluctantly compromised.

After a while.

Zhao you is coming.

"Miss Su, please bear it a little. I'm a little strong. Just adapt." Zhao you smiled and said something. He helped her move her ankle first, and then began to apply medicine oil.

"Ah - light, light!"

"Uh huh, no, no, it's too heavy. I can't stand it, I can't stand it..."

"Ah, brother Zhao you, are your hands made of iron? Why does it hurt when you touch someone? "

Outside.

An Junhao listened to the hum and hum of pain inside and the begging for mercy made deliberately. He picked up the tip of his eyebrows and turned and walked downstairs.

"Junhao, when are you leaving? Take a turn and send sweet back. "

An Mengxi, who was chatting with Qi Tian downstairs, looked down at an Junhao and said.

"After a while, wait for Zhao you to press Su Qing's feet and go."

An Junhao sat down, took his cell phone and looked through it.

"By the way, sister Xi, I almost forgot. This is what my brother asked me to bring to you..."

Qi Tian's sight was taken back from an Junhao. When he left, he remembered that there were still things in the bag that had not been sent out.

Smelling the speech, an Mengxi paused, and an Junhao looked over.

Qi Tian took out a box from her bag. She didn't know what it was, but Qi Mu asked her to bring it.

An Mengxi picked it up and opened it. It was a notebook.

Not in a hurry, an Mengxi put the box aside and asked, "your brother, how has he been these two years?"

Qi Tian smiled and sighed, with some heartache in his words. "Brother, he's still like that. My father's health has not been very good. The burden of the Qi family is all on him. I can't help much with my heart."

An Mengxi listened, turned his head and looked at an Junhao. "Brother, look back and admire your brother's company. If it's difficult, you can help more."

"I know."

An Junhao answered. Even if his sister didn't say it, it was certain to help with the relationship between the two families.

Just.

Qi Muge's heart is firm and proud. He used to think that his sister's relationship didn't want people to look down on his ability, so he tried to help several times and was rejected.

Now, Qi mugo will not accept his help.

However, Qi Muge's ability is good. At the beginning, he may not have rich experience. It was difficult to survive in the past, but now he has taken care of Qi's company in good order.