Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 135 That was a cold war with me (1)

The next day.

In the morning, the wind blows away the fog.

A ray of golden light slipped into the room, shattering the mottled light and shadow all over the place.

The veil blows with the wind, and the figure cuddling on the bed is looming.

A trace of coolness brushed across his cheeks, Qiao Luo woke up from his sleep, his sleepy eyes were full of confusion.

"woke up?"

A hoarse voice came from above his head, and Qiao Luo froze.

Raising his head, the man's exquisite face is close at hand.

Four eyes facing each other.

The astonishment on her face was fully seen by the man, and a yuppie smile appeared on the corners of her thin lips.

"morning."

Qiao Luo felt as if his head had exploded, his face changed slightly, and he got up in panic.

She recovered her voice, slightly annoyed, "Long Beijue, why are you on my bed?"

Shouldn't he be on the sofa in the outhouse? How could he be here?
Long Beijue put his hands behind his head and looked at her calmly, "You forgot, you dragged me up."

She dragged him up?
Qiao Luo was stunned, his eyes froze, trying to recall what happened last night.

Looks like she drank some beer last night and...

hiss.

She raised her hand and kneaded her forehead, her memory was fragmented.

The man's joking voice came from the opposite side, "I can't remember it, do you need me to recall it for you?"

Qiao Luo looked up at him, his eyes full of doubts.

Long Beijue restrained his smile, and spoke at a leisurely pace, "You were drunk last night, and then you said you were going to the mountains to watch the stars."

After the words came out, Qiao Luo instantly had a picture in his mind.

"..."

She actually did such a thing?
He went on to say, "Then you started pulling me, pulling me and insisting that I hug..."

Qiao Luo's face became hot, and he couldn't listen anymore, "Shut up."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a narrow smile.

"Boss Joe is shy?"

Qiao Luo bit his lower lip lightly, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, "Long Beijue, stop talking nonsense here, do you think I will believe what you say?"

Long Beijue smiled and sat up slowly.

Qiao Luo looked at him vigilantly, his limbs retracted calmly.

Small movements cannot escape his keen insight, Long Beijue chuckled, "Does it depend on the evidence?"

Qiao Luo was slightly taken aback.

The next moment, Long Beijue raised his hand and pulled off his sleeve, and Qiao Luo looked at it inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, his words made her completely uneasy, "This tooth mark is yours."

Qiao Luo's face changed slightly, and he looked at his shoulder absently, with deep teeth marks and bruises.

She bit it?

Before she could recover, the man suddenly approached, and his chiseled handsome face dominated her sight.

"I belittled this young master, so Boss Qiao should be held accountable, huh?" He put his hands on her side, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.

Qiao Luo said nothing, and stepped back reflexively.

Her back hit the wall, and when she looked back, there was no way out.

There are wolves in front and walls behind.

God will destroy her.

Otherwise, it's better not to admit it.

Making up her mind, she raised her head, feeling confident again, stretched out her hand and pushed Long Beijue away, with a sullen face, "I don't even remember what you said, who knows if what you said is true."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to deny it after taking advantage?"

"Anyway, I don't remember anything, and I won't believe anything you say." Qiao Luo cheated.

"Get off."

She lifted the quilt and hurried to leave.

Unexpectedly, her wrist was grabbed, she looked back at the man, frowned, "let go."

Long Beijue stared at her, with a wicked smile on his lips, "I haven't read the evidence yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Hearing this, Qiao Luo's heart skipped a beat, with an ominous premonition.

Still have evidence?
"Actually, you kissed me here last night." Long Beijue pointed to his lips and said every word.

Before the words fell, Qiao Luo suddenly widened his eyes.

She kissed him?
What an international joke.

A group of mud horses roared past in his heart, Qiao Luo couldn't calm down.

She reached out to pick up the pillow, and slapped Long Beijue twice.

She said frantically, "Long Beijue, you liar, I won't believe your nonsense, big liar."

The soft pillow hit her body, it didn't hurt or itch, Long Beijue looked up and saw her blushing little face, he almost couldn't hold back his smile.

"Try talking nonsense again."

Throwing the pillow on him, Qiao Luo jumped out of bed, ran out in a hurry without slippers on.

"Hahaha."

Long Beijue looked at the back of her running away, and his deep laughter came from the bottom of his heart.

He hugged the pillow and sat up, with a smile on his lips, and he was in a good mood.

His children are shy.

Running into the yard, a gust of cold wind hits.

Qiao Luo was wearing short sleeves, and couldn't help shivering, and his hot cheeks gradually faded.

She patted her head in frustration, alcohol is really harmful.

"Isn't it cold to stand outside?"

The man's voice chased after her, Qiao Luo turned around, and the man had already walked in front of her.

When she shifted her gaze and saw her slippers in his hand, she was slightly surprised.

During this period, Long Beijue stopped, bent down and put the slippers in front of her.

"It's cold on the ground, put on your shoes."

Qiao Luo came back to his senses, avoided his sight, put on his slippers, and hurried back to the house.

As she walked, the cold wind lifted her long hair, and the crimson ears were exposed to the air.

Seeing this scene, Long Beijue smiled, turned around and followed.

The two washed up one after the other. When Long Beijue came out of the bathroom, Qiao Luo was nowhere to be seen in the room.

The tip of the nose moved slightly, and a faint fragrance wafted over.

It is the aroma of coffee beans.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked out briskly.

When he found the kitchen, Qiao Luo was already sitting at the table drinking coffee.

Long Beijue pulled out his chair and sat down, reached out to pick up his cup, and took a sip of his coffee.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Long Beijue opened the topic, "I brought back the jade from the Jade Conference last time for you, and put it with me. Why don't you go and get it today?"

"No, please help me to Xiyun Pavilion." Qiao Luo lowered his eyebrows and said calmly.

"After breakfast, you can go."

The alienated tone seemed to reject people thousands of miles away.

Long Beijue's eyebrows turned cold, and the coffee in his hand suddenly tasted stale.

He put down his glass, bent his elbows against the table, and turned his head with one hand.

He tilted his head and stared at her deeply, "Are you angry?"

She drank her coffee with no change in expression, "No."

"Is that shy?" He asked again.

Qiao Luo's tense expression almost failed, he gritted his teeth and said, "No."

A slight smile flashed across Long Beijue's eyes, and he continued to tease her, "So you want to fight me?"

Qiao Luo turned to the beginning and skipped his words directly.

Long Beijue rolled his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder, and said to himself, "Being used as a pillow all night, my hands are so sore."

"..."

"The tooth marks are all bruised, I don't know if I need to apply some ointment."

(End of this chapter)