Wife-loving mad demon: Tsundere male god be gentle

Chapter 925 Messy in Arms

"So before you picked me up, where was that man the whole time?" Long Chenjue said with a gloomy face.

The man is angry again.

"Why don't you, Long Chenjue, go back and ask the driver to take me off, okay?" Since Long Chenjue didn't want to see Jian Jingtian, she was afraid that the two of them would be messed up, and she didn't think about taking Long Chenjue to see her mother either. .

Hearing this, Long Chenjue's complexion was even uglier than before, and he squeezed Jian Xiaomo's skirt tightly, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became. It turned out that this woman was dressed so grandly, she was not here to see him, but to see Jian Jingtian.

Thinking of this, Long Chenjue's face completely darkened.

Jian Xiaomo was still waiting for Long Chenjue's answer in the car, staring at Long Chenjue anxiously.

The corners of Long Chenjue's lips twitched slightly. It's okay to meet that man, but he can't dress so beautifully. Thinking of this, Long Chenjue said to the driver: "Drive faster."

The driver nodded immediately, Jian Xiaomo was still a little puzzled as to what this man was going to do.

Suddenly Long Chenjue's body tilted, and he fell towards Jian Xiaomo. Jian Xiaomo was startled, and quickly reached out to help, but Long Chenjue still fell on her without accident.

Jian Xiaomo immediately worried: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" As soon as he fell on Jian Xiaomo, Long Chenjue was fascinated by the woman's smell, but his mind was still clear, with a trace of guilt on his face, he lowered his eyes and stared at something on Jian Xiaomo's body. one place.

This kind of gaze was not naked, Jian Xiaomo was stared at inexplicably, then lowered her head, and found Long Chenjue's pair of shiny leather shoes stepping on her skirt.

"Jian Xiaomo, your skirt is dirty, you probably can't wear it anymore." Long Chenjue said innocently.

"It's okay, you take your feet away, I can still wear them if I pat the dust on them." Jian Xiaomo said calmly, and was about to squat down to pat the dust on the skirt.

Then Long Chenjue raised his feet, but when he raised his feet, the soles of the shoes actually picked up the lace on Jian Xiaomo's skirt, and the lace was torn off with just a sound, and the skirt couldn't be worn anymore.

Jian Xiaomo's face collapsed.

On the one hand, I feel sorry for this skirt, which has more than 100 million custom-made skirts. On the other hand, it takes too long to go back and forth to the manor to change clothes.

Seeing Jian Xiaomo's face collapsed, Long Chenjue slightly curled the corner of his lower lip.

"What should we do?" Jian Xiaomo frowned.

"Driver, stop." Long Chenjue suddenly said to the driver in a good mood.

The driver immediately parked the car on the side of the road.

The bodyguard opened the car door, Long Chenjue was holding Jian Xiaomo's little hand and was about to get out of the car, "Aren't you here yet?" Jian Xiaomo said in surprise.

"I'll take you down to buy clothes." Long Chenjue said in a magnetic voice.

Not far from there, there happened to be a clothing store.

Jian Xiaomo was right when she thought about it, her clothes were torn, and she would definitely not be able to wear them soon, so she raised her head and looked towards the clothing store.

Looking at it, it was a small shop, and she couldn't help frowning. It wasn't that she didn't like this kind of small shop, but because it was a clothing store for middle-aged and elderly people.

Barlow also got out of the car at the moment and saw that there was only this clothing store here. He thought his young master had bad eyesight, so he immediately said, "Master, this is a store for middle-aged and elderly people. I'm afraid it doesn't match the young lady's style."

Barlow spoke very gently.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Long Chenjue's sharp eyes shot over: "Baluo, are you planning to be laid off, or do you want to have a good life?"

(End of this chapter)