Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 278 It's Reasonable and Legal to Make Trouble Again (1)

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

After the words fell, a suspicious look glanced at him.

Qiao Luo teased, "You do?"

Could it be to make a bucket of instant noodles for her?
Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "You underestimated me?"

Qiao Luo couldn't help laughing, "I want to overestimate you."

How can she believe a person who still can't tell the difference between sugar and salt?

Long Beijue lowered his head slightly, and his warm breath brushed Qiao Luo's cheeks vaguely.

"You don't trust me that much?"

Holding his breath, Qiao Luo sat up quickly, with a playful smile on his lips, "Then go and cook noodles for me."

Cook noodles?

Long Beijue paused slightly, is it that simple?
He stood up, rubbed her head with his big hand, "wait here."

Qiao Luo followed him and joked, "Don't confuse sugar with salt."

After the words fell, the man suddenly turned back.

The slightly cool fingertips pinched her chin, and Qiao Luo couldn't dodge in time, and a slightly punishing kiss fell on her lips.

Qiao Luo's eyes froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

Facing his sneak attacks from time to time, she still seemed a little at a loss.

The man's domineering kiss came fiercely, robbing her of her breath, her mind went blank, and all her reason fled.

Gradually, the man's cool thin lips moved to her ear.

The blood-red ear tips fell into his deep eyes, and Long Beijue's eyes darkened.

The spring night is short, it is better to start now.

He hugged her horizontally, and Qiao Luo leaned against his chest, his little face was blushing, and he was panting unevenly.

I almost thought I was going to suffocate.

As she approached the door of the bedroom, she realized the danger belatedly.

She barely recovered her voice, "Aren't you going to cook noodles?"

Long Beijue kept walking, looking at her deeply, "I don't think you are very hungry."

And he should be the one who is hungry now.

Qiao Luo froze for a moment, touched the flickering flames in his eyes, and suddenly thought of something.

"Who says I'm not hungry." She struggled to escape, "I didn't have much breakfast, I was starving to death."

Unexpectedly, it was too late.

Long Beijue hooked his long legs, and the door slammed.

"boom--"

Looking at the closed door, Qiao Luo froze.

There is a feeling of lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Long Beijue strode over to the bed, and skillfully threw Qiao Luo onto the bed.

Qiao Luo's slender body fell into the brocade quilt, and Qiao Luo was dazed. Before he could react, the man's slender figure pressed up.

"Wait, it's agreed that you go cook the noodles."

Qiao Luo put her hands against him in a panic, her noses touched, and she stuttered.

"Don't go back on your word, hurry up."

Long Beijue held her hand, with a narrow smile on his face, "Are you nervous?"

"Who's nervous." She said stubbornly.

"Not the best." Long Beijue curled his lips, took her hand and placed it on the collar of his shirt.

What it means is self-evident.

Qiao Luo dodged his eyes, broke away from his hand, and pushed his shoulder.

She said vaguely, "Get up."

Long Beijue let out a low laugh, pressed his forehead against her, and said in a playful tone, "A spring night is worth a thousand dollars, where do you want me to go, huh?"

The straightforward words burned her ears.

Qiao Luo turned her head, and a crimson color climbed up her neck.

The cold voice weakened, with a bit of tenderness, "It's broad daylight, don't make trouble."

Looking at her shy look, Long Beijue's smile deepened.

He paused every word and said, "My young master is now a certified person, so it is reasonable and legal to make trouble."

"you……"

Qiao Luo turned his face away, his lips pressed hard.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the exquisite face of the man was reflected in the depths.

The brow bone was deep, and the lingering eyes easily caught her mind.

There was a layer of mist in Qiao Luo's eyes, shining with a blurred luster.

After getting the marriage certificate with him, it's time to go crazy with him again.

She hooked her lips, put her arm around his neck, and took the initiative for an unprecedented time.

Aware of her obedience, a stream of light flashed across Long Beijue's eyes, and the kiss like a dragonfly on water became menacing, domineering and somewhat gentle.

The coat slipped from the end of the bed, and two marriage certificates fell out of the pockets.

Reflecting the white carpet, the two bright red marriage certificates exude a sour smell of love.

……

Water Mirror City.

Being grounded at home, Duan Fan became gloomy.

His whole body exuded an air-conditioning that strangers should not get close to, and the servants at home tried to avoid him as much as possible.

This time, Duan Ming was serious. He not only restrained his feet, but even cut off his communication tools.

Worried about Lan Xi's physical condition, Duan Fan has been restless, and almost only eats two casual meals to cope with the three meals, and the whole person has lost a lot of weight.

Holding a pile of books in Zangshu Pavilion, Duan Fan stayed in the room to study medical books.

Until Duan Ming found it, he still turned a blind eye to it and focused on reading the medical book.

Duan Ming was not annoyed by his indifferent attitude, glanced at the pile of medical books on the table, and asked in a light tone, "Have you considered it?"

Duan Fan didn't speak, and didn't even raise his head.

"As long as you agree to the marriage, I will give you the complete prescription." Duan Ming continued.

"Let me tell you the truth, even if you searched through all the medical books in Cangshuge, it is impossible to find other ways to heal Lanxi."

"That prescription is the only way to heal Lan Xi. You should be very clear about Lan Xi's current physical condition. He won't last long."

Duan Fan's hand holding the medical book tightened, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

"That girl Ning Yuan, no matter in appearance, talent, or family background, she matches you very well." Duan Ming said bitterly.

"I don't know why you have been so slow to agree to this marriage. You almost turned against your master because of Ye Qi, and now you want to sever the father-son relationship with me because of Lan Xi?"

"Enough." Duan Fan stood up suddenly, and slammed the medical book on the table.

Sen Leng stared at Duan Ming, and changed his address unconsciously, "Father, can you stop being so aggressive and use my marriage as a bargaining chip, do you find it interesting?"

Duan Ming's complexion changed, and he snapped, "When did I use your marriage as a bargaining chip? Ning Yuan and you are right in every way, and I'm just doing it for your own good."

It's for his own good, why doesn't he ask him if he wants it, if he likes it?
Duan Fan smiled from the bottom of his heart, and his tone was slightly cold, "Father, if you insist on forcing me like this, I don't have to be the Patriarch of the Duan family. You should choose someone else."

He doesn't want to be his puppet, doesn't he just want a qualified head of the Duan family?

Whoever likes this position will take it.

"You..." Duan Ming's face turned livid, and he raised his hand and waved it towards his face.

At the very moment, a petite figure rushed in from the door.

(End of this chapter)