Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 268 Poor and Talentless (2)

Qiao Luo couldn't laugh or cry, struggling to get up, "The door is open."

Before the words fell, a scream came from the door.

"Brother Beijue, what are you doing?"

An Lan looked at the two intimate people on the sofa, her eyes were full of jealousy and anger.

Qiao Luo looked at Long Beijue with a half-smile, with a slightly hoarse voice at the end, "Brother Beijue, huh?"

Long Beijue's eyes darkened, "Call again."

Being molested inexplicably, the corners of Qiao Luo's eyes twitched faintly.

rogue.

Being completely ignored, An Lan blushed with anger.

"Brother Beijue."

The delicate voice was tinged with tears.

Long Beijue suppressed the smile on his face, took a breath, and got up.

With his big hand, Qiao Luo stood up with strength, and Long Beijue reached out to stroke her slightly messy hair.

Now, An Lan finally saw Qiao Luo's real person.

Before, I only listened to rumors, or watched videos, so I finally saw a real person.

An Lan looked at Qiao Luo unkindly, with a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Sure enough, just like the rumors, this woman named Qiao Luo is indeed extremely ordinary, she looks so ugly, how could Brother Beijue fall in love with this kind of person?
It must be that this woman named Qiao Luo secretly used some unscrupulous tricks on Brother Beijue, so Brother Beijue accidentally fell for her tricks and was confused by her.

In a short time, she made up a bunch of self-comforting words in her brain.

An Lan stepped forward and was about to step into the room, "Brother Beijue, I..."

Before she could settle down, a chilly voice came through the air, "Stop."

An Lan froze, and looked at Long Beijue timidly, with an aggrieved expression, "Brother Beijue."

Long Beijue's eyebrows turned cold, "Before entering other people's rooms, you need to get their permission first. This is a basic upbringing, didn't the An family teach you?"

The two understatements directly raised the issue of An Jia's upbringing.

An Lan's expression changed, Shi Shi abruptly withdrew her feet and retreated to the door.

She bit her lower lip lightly, and asked softly, "Brother Beijue, can I go in?"

Long Beijue lowered his eyebrows, stroked Qiao Luo's hand with his fingertips, and said casually, "No."

An Lan immediately turned pale, her lips trembled, and she lost her voice for a moment.

Long Beijue continued, "Also, this young master only takes care of a younger brother, don't mess around with him."

Qiao Luo glanced at An Lan, giving her a casual look.

She is a girl fan from beginning to end, this style...

Before, she thought that Feng Wuze was ostentatious enough for walking around in bright red all day long, but she didn't expect that there was someone more exaggerated than him.

An Lan looked at Long Beijue with teary eyes, and wanted to enter the room, but was afraid of Long Beijue's terrifying aura.

She sniffed, "But we ordered baby kisses."

When she said this, she cast a showy look at Qiao Luo.

Even if she can temporarily win the favor of Beijue brother, she is the one who betroths Beijue brother, and only she can be the young lady of the Long family.

Long Beijue glanced at her, his cold eyes were frightening, "Can you take an adult's joke seriously?"

"That's not a joke, Auntie Han said it herself." An Lan retorted anxiously.

"Many people have heard it, and the old lady can testify."

She knows that he has not fallen in love with her yet, but she believes that feelings can be cultivated, as long as he is willing to give her a chance, she will definitely make him fall in love with her.

Moreover, her mother and Aunt Han have been friends for many years, and Aunt Han personally said about ordering a doll kiss, so she is the rightful future young wife of the Long family.

Long Beijue sneered, "Did you hear what my mother said?"

An Lan was at a loss for words, "I..."

She was so young back then, even if she heard it, she would not remember it long ago.

She also heard about the baby kiss from her mother. She heard that Mrs. Long was also there.

Long Beijue said in a cold and authentic voice, "This is the Long family, not yours. Outsiders have no right to come upstairs without authorization."

"Now, get down from here."

In the last sentence, his tone became sharp.

An Lan was taken aback, tears welled up in her eyes.

Dizzy, she pointed at Qiao Luo and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm not qualified, so why is she qualified?"

She shouldn't have listened to her mother's words that girls should be more reserved. Now it's over, Brother Beijue has been snatched away by others.

"She is not good-looking, poor and has no talent, why do you like her and dislike me?"

After finishing speaking, a slight smile overflowed from Qiao Luo's lips.

"Ah."

An Lan was stunned. She said bad things about her, but she still laughed?
Is it some kind of trick?
Qiao Luo looked up at Long Beijue, and said lazily, "Am I ugly?"

Long Beijue shook his head, "You are the prettiest, no one is prettier than you."

"Then am I poor?"

"What's mine is yours." Even without him, his children could become invisible rich people just by gambling with stones.

"Then am I not talented?"

"You are the smartest."

The two played together and sang, showing off their affection invisibly.

An Lan's face was sullen, her mind was dazzled by jealousy, and she rushed into the room regardless.

"Jolo, I want to talk to you."

Long Beijue's breath turned cold, and he looked at her coldly, "Who allowed you to enter my young master's room?"

The horrifying gaze made An Lan take a step back, "I..."

Qiao Luo held Long Beijue's hand, "Jeez, wait for me here for a while."

Saying that, she let go of her hand and stood up.

He glanced at An Lan with his light eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Don't you want to talk?"

She straightened her slightly messy collar and walked towards the door, "Come out."

With a choking perfume smell, she is not qualified to stay in her man's territory.

An Lan regained her senses, the scar healed and she forgot about the pain.

She gave Long Beijue a reluctant look, then followed Qiao Luo's footsteps and left the room.

There was a bit of perfume in the air, and Long Beijue frowned.

He got up and walked to the window, opened the French window, and let the cold wind pour in.

Followed to the end of the corridor, An Lan looked at the figure standing on the balcony with undisguised jealousy.

There was no one around, just the two of them.

She questioned confidently, "What method did you use to confuse Brother Beijue?"

Qiao Luo turned around slowly, with his back leaning against the railing, with a lazy posture.

"confuse?"

She sneered, "You seem to have made a mistake."

An Lan was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Luo said word by word, "It was Long Beijue who chased me, do you understand?"

One by one, it felt like she was chasing Long Beijue, it was really funny.

An Lan retorted without thinking, "You're talking nonsense, who knows what kind of seductive tricks you used behind your back to get Brother Beijue's attention on purpose."

Brother Beijue is such an excellent person, how could he take the initiative to chase her?

　And ha...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)