Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 275 The most important thing is to look good (1)

She turned over and made such a big move that she almost fell out of Long Beijue's arms.

Fortunately, Long Beijue caught her quickly, and Qiao Luo woke up slowly after being frightened.

She opened her sleepy eyes, and still grabbed the man's collar with one hand.

The thick and long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he was still a little dazed.

Long Beijue retracted his arms around her waist, and lifted her up.

With fingertips brushing away the broken hair on her forehead, her voice was slightly hoarse, "Are you awake?"

There was a flash of clarity in Qiao Luo's eyes, and he couldn't help yawning.

The corners of his eyes were smeared with moisture, and his face was full of tiredness.

She tilted her head, and glanced at the marriage certificate on the table from the corner of her eye. The bright red color exuded joy.

She was slightly startled, and belatedly recalled the fact that they had already obtained the certificate just now.

Noticing that she had been staring at the marriage certificate on the table, Long Beijue smiled dumbly.

He reached for the marriage certificate and handed it to her, "Do you want to see it?"

Qiao Luo stretched out his hand to take one of them dully, his movements a little stiff.

When I opened it, I saw a group photo of the two of them pasted on it. They were wearing the same white shirt, showing a bit of sacredness and solemnity.

Maybe it was because of staying together for a long time, she found that the arcs of the corners of their lips were somewhat similar.

Touching the photo, Qiao Luo felt unreal.

I was very sleepy just now, and I didn't feel any particular nervousness when I signed the signature. Now I am looking at the marriage certificate seriously, and I feel a little nervous and excited for no reason.

From now on, she and him are husband and wife, and her name on Qiao Luo's spouse column is Long Bei.

For the rest of her life, Long Beijue will belong to her, Qiao Luo.

"Why don't you talk?" Long Beijue looked down at her, with deep affection in his eyes.

Still not used to the title of Mrs. Long, Qiao Luo replied irrelevantly, "The photo was taken well."

"The most important thing is that people look good." He said.

Qiao Luo couldn't help laughing, "You are not humble."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "Admit the facts, why should you be humble."

Well, she couldn't talk to him.

Qiao Luo's eyes lingered on the marriage certificate, and there was a faint brilliance in the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, the marriage certificate in her hand disappeared.

Following that big clear hand, Qiao Luo raised his eyes to look at the man, "What are you doing?"

Isn't it one book for each person? Why did he steal hers?
Long Beijue put the two marriage certificates together, and then hid them in his coat pocket.

He hooked his lips contentedly, "Hide it well."

Qiao Luo laughed softly, "No one stole it, so there's nothing to hide."

Those who didn't know thought he was hiding some rare treasures, what was there to hide from the two marriage certificates.

Seeing what she was thinking, Long Beijue raised his voice at the end, showing a somewhat sexy dull tone, "This is more important to me than any other baby."

Qiao Luo bent his lips, his eyes were full of smiles, "Do you want to hide it in a safe?"

"of course."

Qiao Luo narrowed his eyes with a smile, seeing how beautiful he is.

Long Beijue reached out and pinched her face, "What do you want to eat?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, with a look of laziness between his brows, "Sleepy."

She just wants to catch up on sleep now, and she doesn't want to do anything else.

Long Beijue smiled lowly, reached out and rubbed her head, "Then shall we go back to the apartment?"

Feeling sleepy, Qiao Luo nodded indiscriminately.

She reached out and grabbed the mask on the table, put it on, and sat up slowly.

Because of the wedding photo shoot, all the disguises on her face were removed.

Long Beijue held the coat in one hand and pulled her up with the other.

"It's all your fault." Qiao Luo couldn't help but yawned again, and reached out to pat Long Beijue's arm.

He insisted on making trouble with her last night, and he pulled her up to get a marriage certificate not long after falling asleep.

It is estimated that the two of them were the only ones who received the marriage certificate early in the morning.

Long Beijue laughed, and looked at her with a meaningful look in his eyes.

It was just a small fight last night, and from today onwards he no longer needs to be a monk.

The closed door of the office opened, attracting two people who were muttering not far away.

Yue Yi and the other two looked back tacitly, saw Long Beijue and the other two, and walked over.

"Little Lord."

"Young Madam." The two spoke in unison, and changed their address tacitly.

Qiao Luo glanced at the two of them, still a little uncomfortable with the name.

Long Beijue ordered, "You can deal with the affairs of the alliance and send the files to the computer."

"Yes."

Yue Er glanced at the mask on Qiao Luo's face, always feeling that something was wrong.

It wasn't until Long Beijue walked into the elevator that he didn't realize that something was wrong.

Yue Yi pushed him, "Why are you in a daze?"

Yue Er wondered, "I always find it weird why Young Madam is wearing a mask."

As soon as the words fell, a blow fell on his head.

He said, "Stop nagging, a pile of documents and video conferences are waiting."

On the first day of the young master's wedding, will Ken come back to the office these two days, everything must be done by the two of them, and they probably have to work overtime at night.

It was rare for Yue Er not to argue with him, rubbing his head, still felt that something was wrong with Qiao Luo wearing a mask.

……

After driving for a while, half asleep and half awake, Qiao Luo found something was wrong.

This road is not the way to the apartment.

She sat up and looked sideways at the man driving beside her, "Aren't you going back to the apartment?"

Long Beijue hummed, "Go back to my apartment over there."

Hearing this, Qiao Luo was slightly taken aback, "But Qiao Yuan..."

Long Beijue intercepted her and said, "I told Yi'an that they will go back to the mansion together after school and stay there at night."

Qiao Luo came back to his senses and looked at him suspiciously, "Why do I feel that you are tricking me?"

Even Qiao Yuan made clear arrangements, it seemed that he had planned it long ago.

Long Beijue pretended to be confused, "Is there?"

Qiao Luo snorted nasally, is there anything else?
No wonder.

After a while, the car drove into the community and entered the underground garage unimpeded.

After getting out of the car, Qiao Luo looked up at the man who closed the car door, "There's no food here in your apartment, why did you bring me here?"

Long Beijue took her hand and smiled mysteriously, "You will know when you go up."

Qiao Luo was confused and followed him in a daze.

The moment he opened the door, Qiao Luo froze in place, almost thinking that he had gone to the wrong place.

I saw that the decoration of the living room changed from cool tones to warm tones, no longer simple black, white and gray.

The curtains, sofa and surrounding decorations have all been changed, reflecting the orange light, revealing a warm feeling of home.

If he hadn't been here before, Qiao Luo would have suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

"Like it?"

The clear voice fell on his ears, pulling Qiao Luo back to his thoughts.

She looked back at the man behind her, with a bit of astonishment in her eyes.

"Did you make these?"

Long Beijue nodded and asked again, "Do you like it?"

Qiao Luo's red lips curled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to poke his shoulder, "You still say you didn't trick me?"

The apartment side is ready, and the abacus is loud enough.

(End of this chapter)