Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 112 Can You Be Obedient Just Once, Don't Be Stubborn With Me (1)

Qiao Luo pursed her red lips slightly, and scratched her hair angrily.

Really sleepy.

She lifted the quilt and made a gesture to get out of bed.

"Where?"

A big hand as cold as porcelain jade pressed up, fingertips covering her wrist.

Unlike hers, his hands seemed to be always warm.

Qiao Luo deliberately ignored the ripples in his heart, pulled his wrist hard, and broke away from his hand, "Didn't you say this is your bed?"

She leaves and returns the bed to him.

Long Beijue frowned, and immediately sat up, "I was just joking, what are you so serious about?"

Qiao Luo said nothing, and lifted the quilt.

Long Beijue sighed secretly in his heart, he was really disobedient.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, a strong force pulled her back.

Qiao Luo fell into the bed, but fortunately the mattress was soft, so he didn't feel much pain when he fell.

The sexy subwoofer rang in the ear, hiding helplessness and worry, "You just woke up, rest here for a while, don't run around."

Qiao Luo raised her eyes, and she was stunned when she saw the concern in the man's eyes.

After a brief absence, she lowered her eyebrows and said, "No, I'll just go back to my room and rest."

Saying that, she brushed his hand away and got up again.

Long Beijue's eyes darkened, he rolled his long arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Action, strong and domineering.

The thin back collided with his strong chest, and Qiao Luo realized that he was sitting on Long Beijue's lap, and his expression froze for a few seconds.

The next moment, the hot temperature spread from the base of her ears to her cheeks.

My breathing is messed up, and my thoughts are also messed up.

Embarrassment flashed across Qiao Luo's eyes, he struggled to get up, "Long Beijue, why are you crazy?"

"Let go."

With a strong iron arm firmly locked around her waist, Long Beijue looked down at her, touched the tips of her red-stained ears, and the corners of his lips curved happily.

"Can you be obedient for once and don't be stubborn with me, huh?" His voice was low and deep, with a bit of coaxing.

Qiao Luo's eyes opened slightly, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, as if something was about to escape her control.

She struggled to break away from his hand, and hurriedly got up, "You don't have to worry about my affairs."

She quickly walked to the opposite chair, took her shoes and socks and put them on.

There was nothing in his arms, and a sense of loss filled his heart.

Long Beijue's deep eyes dimmed, and he raised his head. The woman was fully dressed and was about to leave.

He stood up and locked eyes on her, "Qiao Luo, aren't we friends?"

At first he just wanted to invite her to the alliance, but after getting along for so many days, he thought they were friends, but now she didn't seem to think so.

From the beginning to the end, she has been trapping herself in her world, no one else can get in, and she can't get out.

Qiao Luo gathered his coat to avoid his sight, and said in a cold voice, "I don't need friends."

Long Beijue's face darkened slightly, "Then what am I?"

With his back facing him, the brim of the hat blocked the emotions in her eyes, and only her tightly pursed lips could be vaguely seen.

After a while, she said in a hoarse voice, "Long Beijue, I won't go to the alliance, so you don't need to waste time on me."

There was a coolness in Long Beijue's eyes, and he turned sullen, "Do you think I did so many things just to get you into the alliance?"

She really has the ability to piss him off.

She looks very smart on weekdays, but why was she confused when she came to him.

Qiao Luo stopped talking, went straight to the door, opened it and left without looking back.

This time, Long Beijue didn't chase after him any more. Looking at the closed door, his eyes gradually became darker.

There is a feeling of being abandoned.

The tall figure seemed to be frozen, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned his head slowly, his gaze swept across the dark night outside the window, his heart was sore and astringent.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

It was Rong Tian's voice, "Bei Jue, open the door."

Long Beijue suppressed the emotion on his face, raised his foot and walked to open the door.

Stepping into the room, a gust of cold air hits your face.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Rong Tian immediately withdrew his feet and looked at him suspiciously.

His complexion is not very good.

emm~~ There must be something tricky.

He tentatively asked, "Beijue, are you in a bad mood?"

After the words fell, a knife shot at him.

"Say something quickly."

Rong Tian smiled awkwardly, he was so angry, it seemed that he was on the point of the gun.

He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and expressed his intentions, "There is a banquet downstairs, go over and show your face, your grandfather is there too."

Long Beijue refused without hesitation, "Not interested."

"Don't, let's go have a drink or two together. That Mr. Shi is also going to the banquet. Maybe there will be fun to watch. Go and have a look." Rong Tian persuaded.

Long Beijue glanced at him, "Are you saying that anyone will go to the banquet?"

"That aloof Mr. Shi."

After finishing speaking, Rong Tian looked at him with gossip, "No, Bei Jue, you defended that Mr. Shi at the Jade Conference today, do you two know each other?"

Thinking of what Qiao Luo said just now, Long Beijue's face darkened suddenly, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Rong Tian snorted, "I don't believe that you would be so kind to protect someone?"

If it was him instead, let alone a sky-high bet, it probably wouldn't even cost a dollar.

But this Mr. Shi made him make an exception. If he said that the two of them didn't know each other, he wouldn't believe it.

"Believe it or not." Long Beijue said as he walked out.

Rong Tian closed the door and quickly chased after him, "Hey, wait for me."

……

In the magnificent hall, the sound of the piano is clear and smooth, which lasts for a long time.

The soft lights swirl and flow on everyone, the elegant conversation, and the same smile are hypocritical and flattering.

Unsurprisingly, tonight is another banquet to win over the camps and compete with each other.

"Clap clap-"

The sound of the piano stopped, and thunderous applause sounded.

"Miss Yun is really talented, Mr. Yun, how lucky you are to have such an outstanding daughter."

"As expected of a well-known talented woman in Hwaseong, she really lives up to her name when I saw her today."

Yun Ruoxiang stepped off the stage, and when she heard compliments from all directions, her pink lips curved slightly, and she smiled sweetly.

"I don't know if Ms. Yun is interested in someone. Does Mr. Yun have any good son-in-law candidates in his heart?"

Hearing his daughter being praised, the father is naturally happy.

Yunde smiled lightly and talked eloquently, "Our husband and wife only have a daughter like Ruoxiang, and I can't bear to let her marry so soon, so I have to be greedy and keep her by my side for two more years."

Hearing this, everyone just smiled, their hearts were clear.

No one in Huacheng knows that Yun Ruoxiang's favorite person is Long Beijue, but it's a pity that Young Master Long doesn't like him.

"Beijue, take it easy, how many glasses have you had, who provoked you?" Rong Tian snatched the wine glass from Long Beijue's hand and asked helplessly.

Although he has a good capacity for alcohol, he can't drink so hard, he deliberately gets himself drunk.

Long Beijue glanced at him, reached out to snatch back the wine glass, and finished drinking in one gulp.

Rong Tian raised his forehead and looked at him dumbfounded, "Master Long, what happened to you old man, can you say a word?"

(End of this chapter)