The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

Qiao bao'er is frozen in the same place with a complicated face. He looks at Jun Zhimu and hugs Liu Yiyi to leave... "Qiao bao'er, are you ok?" Lu Qinan comforts.

She lowered her head, long eyelashes cover the mood of the fundus, whispered, "nothing, just a small injury."

Lu Qinan was angry. "I said, Zhimu left with Liu. Don't be too sad."

"Who is sad! Why should I be sad! "

Qiao bao'er seemed to be told that he was on his mind. He raised his head and yelled at him angrily, "now my right finger is in tears. What does he love? It has nothing to do with me!"

Lu Qinan: "the woman's mouth is hard when she dies.

He clearly saw some sadness in her eyes, watching her husband leave with other women in his arms, eventually there will be some emotions.

They both took the elevator down the parking lot.

Lu Qinan couldn't help nagging her, "didn't I let you go to the top floor? How did you get to the 35th floor?"

"I saw Liu... Nothing!" Qiao bao'er's face was black, and he didn't want to go on.

Lu Chi Nan walked to his car, opened the door, and spat at her, and Qiao Baoer, I told you earlier, women should be obedient. Just now, the herd is angry with you. You can make complaints about him.

In other words, few people dare to talk to junzhimu like this. If others had been beaten and carried out.

"He looks at Miss Liu all day. I don't offend him. He scolds me as soon as he sees me. Why do you scold me?" Qiao bao'er's face smelled worse when he mentioned junzhimu.

Lu Qinan was surprised to hear that.

Junzhimu has always been indifferent to people. There are not many things that can make him really angry, but every time he meets Qiao bao'er, his mood is different.

"Go back to Jun's house and find a way to please him..." Lu Qinan directly sat in the driver's seat and gave her a suggestion.

"I'm right!" Qiao bao'er was unconvinced.

Just as Qiao bao'er wanted to get into the co pilot's seat, a figure came running towards them.

"Young lady..." is your bodyguard.

The bodyguard asked anxiously, "young lady, have you seen our young master?"

Qiao bao'er had a straight face and didn't answer.

Lu Qinan rolled down the window and asked, "what's the matter?"

When the bodyguard saw that Lu Qinan was also here, he immediately called respectfully, "Lu Shao."

He said quickly, "today we have been practicing boxing with Jun Shao in the club. Ten minutes ago, the person from fireworks called Jun Shao and said that his wife could not be contacted on the 35th floor."

The bodyguard said, looking at Qiao bao'er strangely, and continued, "Jun Shao's face is gloomy. After hanging up the phone, he immediately grabs the car key and comes to us. We don't know what happened. Jun Shao overtakes all the way and runs through the red light, and almost collides with other people's car on the Huanshan Expressway..."

Qiao Baoer and Lu Qinan were shocked when they heard this.

"Lu Shao, is there anything wrong with fireworks? I heard that major general Jun has cleared the floor 35?" The bodyguard asked, "where is Jun Shao now?"

Qiao bao'er's lips were tight and her eyes were dark.

"It's no big deal. Zhimu has left the fireworks..." Lu Qinan said a few words lightly, and the bodyguard left at two o'clock.

Qiao bao'er sat in the vice seat in a deep mood and said nothing.

Lu Qinan drove her back to Jun's home. Along the way, he was confused and puzzled.

"Qiao bao'er, did you know him before?"

When the car was about to arrive at Jun's house, Lu Qinan couldn't help asking.

Qiao bao'er stuffy ground, "why, want to say I look like Liu Yi again, she is a whole..." plastic surgery.

"Forget it, Qiao bao'er. Even if you knew him before, you offended him more." Lu Qinan glared at her angrily.

The car stops smoothly outside the door of Jun's house. Lu Qinan turns around and grabs a rose red bag from the back seat of the car and gives it back to her. "Your bag fell on my car. I couldn't get in touch with you before the fireworks. No wonder no one answers my phone call all the time..."

After listening to his complaint, Qiao bao'er gets out of the car and goes back with the servants of Jun's family.

When she picked up her bag, she suddenly thought of something and immediately took out her mobile phone. Sure enough, Lu Qinan called her twice, and

Her expression was complicated. Her eyes were fixed on the missed calls. Junzhimu made 12 missed calls to her

"He's, he must be with his Miss Liu now."

Qiao bao'er went back to her bedroom, feeling depressed and slamming the door.

Bang——

Jun Zhimu, with an irritable face, slams the door on.

"Zhi mu..." the voice of the woman in the Deputy seat gently called him, with concern, "Zhi mu, what's the matter with you, is it uncomfortable?"

Jun Zhimu's gloomy face turned his head and glared at the familiar face around him.

Liu Yiyi was staring at by his deep eyes, and his heart was a little confused.

"Zhimu, you come to see me at the fireworks?"

Liu Yiyi's voice was repressive and guilty. She explained in a soft voice, "I, I was forced by several colleagues to have dinner with the producer."

With that, she grabbed Jun Zhimu's hand and her voice trembled. "I didn't expect that the environment of fireworks was so complicated. It was really terrible. Those people were in chaos..."

Junzhimu listened to her and stared at her face, but he didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something.

But Liu Yiyi noticed that he was absent-minded.

Just like he didn't care about her fireworks at all, he was just thinking about something.

"Zhimu, I promise you that I won't accompany my colleagues to such a place in the future. Don't be angry." Liu Yiyi's sweet voice, with supplication, said softly.

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her, but a sneer came from the bottom of his heart.

If she would be so good

He leaned against the back of the car, closed his eyes, and calmed his restlessness.

At this time, he closed his eyes and frowned slightly. Liu Yiyi sat quietly beside him, looking at the man.

Junzhimu has a very outstanding appearance, a white face and deep facial features. Maybe it's because of his special background that he has a unique atmosphere of alienation, which always fascinates people unconsciously.

"Zhimu..."

Liu Yiyi approached him carefully. Her voice was sweet and infatuated. She leaned close to his chest and untied the button of his shirt slowly

She noticed that his short hair and shirt were a little messy, as if he had been in a hurry to catch up with the fireworks. Liu Yiyi thought of this, he was so nervous, and his heart was sweet.

More boldly, he reached down, untied his belt and teased

"Zhimu, I love you very much." She expressed her love in a confused voice, raised her head and sucked his lips

"Get out of the car --"

Junzhimu still didn't move in the car seat, but his voice was cold and clear, which broke the ambiguous atmosphere in an instant.

Liu Yiyi is unwilling. Every time he wants to go further with him, he will refuse. Tonight she must

Her delicate body was close to his strong chest, and a hot impulse lingered. The voice of temptation attached to his ear called his name, "Zhimu..."

Women take the initiative to throw themselves in love, and murmur in this tender and ambiguous voice. Normal men will not refuse

"I said it! Get out of the car -- "

But Jun's Mu pushes her away impatiently. Liu Yiyi seems to be frightened by his cold voice, and the whole person is stunned.

"Herding the land." Liu Yiyi is not willing, but also afraid of him.

Junzhimu looked at her face, repressed her heart and said, "get out of the car." His last command.

Liu Yiyi has always been a obedient woman in front of him. She knows that Jun Zhimu's surly personality, and his words can't be disobedient.

She got out of the car and was sent back by Jun Zhimu's bodyguard.

While junzhimu was sitting alone in the driver's seat of an open top sports car, with his right hand on the door panel, he raised his head and gazed at the deep space above his head.

Liu Yiyi looks at him like this, and his heart is always a little uneasy.

She has never seen such a king of the shepherd, he seems to be very upset, he is such a man, but also why upset.

Liu Yiyi sits in the bodyguard's car and looks back

All of a sudden, junzhimu clenched his lips, as if he thought of something. He stepped on the accelerator and passed their car, disappearing into the night

Liu Yiyi was surprised. The passing figure was irritable and anxious. Where did he go?

Junzhimu goes back to your home directly.

"Master Zhimu, do you need to prepare supper for you?" When the servants saw him coming back, they immediately went forward to greet him.

"No need."

As soon as the words came out, Jun Zhimu's steps stopped for a moment and asked in a deep voice, "where's the young lady?"

The maid reported truthfully, "half an hour ago, the young master of the Lu family sent the young lady back. Now she should not have slept in her bedroom..."

When junzhimu heard this, his expression was complicated.

He went straight up to the second floor, but he didn't go back to his bedroom.

It's sitting in the study, all the time

I don't know how long it took until the cool night wind came from the French windows, and Jun's Mu looked coldly at the clock on the wall. It was one o'clock in the morning.

She should be asleep

Junzhimu's cold face flashed a trace of discouragement. He seldom had such a mood.

Especially when she thought of her stubborn face and the look in his face before

Why do you scold me Her angry voice reverberated in his ears... He didn't want to scold her or quarrel with her.

Junzhimu steps towards the bedroom, holding the doorknob in his big hand and unscrewing it gently.

At the first glance, he looked to the other side of the bed. There was only a dim light on in the bedroom, and the woman on the bed was asleep.

He stood by the bed, gazing down at her sleeping face.

In fact, he was in a bad mood today. Today is the Lantern Festival. He hated this day, especially when he received a phone call saying that she had gone to the fireworks. His irritable mood could not be suppressed, so he taught her a lesson.

Jun Zhimu, facing the quiet moon outside the window, adjusted her mood, bent down, opened the quilt, and her eyes fell on her right finger.

I don't know what happened to her. This time, even her fingers were bruised and black blood accumulated

He picked up her hand to check, may be more sensitive at night, the woman in bed feel pain, show eyebrow slightly frown, habitually put back his hand.

"Qiao bao'er, when can you learn to be good..."

Jun's Mu stares at her cautiously, the tone is very angry, but... There's no way to take her.

He turned and went to the cupboard, trying to get the medicine box out.

But junzhimu just took two steps, and he was frozen in the same place, looking at a birthday cake on the desk of the small bedroom living room

She bought me a birthday cake.