Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 379 Is it human language (1)

It was night, and lightning pierced through the night, and the frightening brightness made people tremble with fear.

The cold wind sneaked in through the window, and the veil swayed gently.

The closet door was open, and the warm light shattered all over the floor, lingering on the woman's thin body.

Qiao Luo sat on the ground, the soft carpet insulated the cold floor.

She looked down at the folded clothes in the suitcase, her rosy lips pursed into a straight line.

I really want to put the clothes back in the closet.

As soon as this idea came up, Qiao Luo couldn't help but find it funny, unknowingly, she had become so dependent on him.

Before he left, she was already reluctant.

She reached out to look at the bed, and there was still a coat not put in.

With white hands, he picked up the coat and folded it leisurely.

The last dress was put away in the suitcase, and she zipped it up and pushed the suitcase aside.

She stood up, stretched her pantothenic ankle, and closed the closet with her hand.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened.

The man came out wearing pajama pants and shirtless.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, clear texture, smooth lines with an attractive luster.

Qiao Luo couldn't look away for a moment, fascinated by it.

Her complexion is cold and pale, and her hormonal abdominal muscles are getting closer...

"Ha ha."

The low and magnetic laughter echoed in his ears, and Qiao Luo suddenly came back to his senses.

He raised his head and met the narrow eyes of the man, "Does it look good?"

Qiao Luo's face burned, and he coughed lightly, avoiding his sight uncomfortably.

She picked up the nightgown on the bed and stuffed it into his arms casually, "Put it on quickly, you'll catch a cold later."

Long Beijue took her hand, wrapped her into his arms with his nightgown, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you want to see it, look at it openly."

After a pause, he lowered his head and approached her ear, "The people are all yours, look at them as you like."

The warm breath was sent into her ears, and Qiao Luo felt the temperature on his face getting hotter.

The butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the slender porcelain white neck was slightly red.

Rare shyness, seductive without knowing it.

Long Beijue's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his lips curled up charmingly.

His voice was hoarse, "Shy?"

Qiao Luo lowered his head and forced himself to look away, "Why should I be shy, I'm not the one without clothes."

She pushed him, "Put on your clothes, let go."

"Don't let go." Long Beijue tightened his hands around her waist, and glanced beside her inadvertently from the corner of his eye.

At some point, there was an extra suitcase next to the closet.

He turned his ink eyes, and suddenly thought of something, "When did my kid become so virtuous, and he will pack my luggage for me."

Qiao Luo gave him a sideways glance, "Go aside."

"I checked the weather, it will be cold these few days, I brought you a scarf and coat, and..."

The unfinished words disappeared between the two's close lips, and Long Beijue retracted the hand around her waist, so that she could get closer to him.

It doesn't matter what he takes, the only thing he wants to take with him is her.

Qiao Luo accepted his kiss passively, his delicate eyes reflected the man's chiseled handsome face.

After a long time, just when she felt like she was about to suffocate, the man finally let her go.

Qiao Luo leaned against his arms in a disorderly manner, his legs were weak, as if he was stepping on a cloud, feeling erratic.

A hoarse voice sounded above the head, "I need to practice more."

She frowned instantly, raised her head, and there was a hint of anger in her misty eyes, "Long Beijue, you deserve a beating, don't you?"

What does it mean to practice more? Is this speaking human words?
He's leaving tomorrow, he doesn't want to be driven to sleep in the study at night.

Long Beijue coaxed with an apologetic smile, "Don't be angry, I'll beat you up."

After saying that, he spread out his arms, as if letting her torture him.

Taking a breath, Qiao Luo gave him a cool look, and raised his fist to hit his chest.

It seems to be exerting force, but in fact, it has already been exhausted when it falls on him.

However, losing to someone plays a lot.

Long Beijue took two steps back cooperatively, hissing in pain.

"It hurts, it must be internally injured."

Seeing his "exaggerated" acting skills, Qiao Luo laughed angrily.

"Get out, hurt a hammer inside."

She still doesn't know what hand she made, that punch is no different from tickling to him.

Seeing her smile, Long Beijue straightened up, with a slight smile on his lips.

"The window is still open, put on your nightgown quickly, you'll catch a cold later." Qiao Luo picked up the nightgown that fell on the carpet, shook it, and threw it on him.

Long Beijue caught it easily, and put on his nightgown unhurriedly.

Too lazy to tie the tie of the nightgown, the smooth chest is faintly visible.

Qiao Luo looked away and reminded, "Tie the belt on."

Long Beijue glanced at the cardigan nightgown on his body, then turned to look at her, "I have to take it off later, there's no need."

"..."

Qiao Luo dared not listen to such tiger and wolf words.

Can he speak well, don't say some daydream words.

Really drunk.

Long Beijue took time to look at the blush on her face, and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, "There are no medicinal materials at home, what should you do with your face?"

Looking down at the person in his arms, he took off the disguise, and his unparalleled beauty was exposed to the light, and he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

Fortunately, he was the only one who saw the true appearance of his children, otherwise he might be coveted.

"The medicinal materials in the apartment were almost used up last time, so I have to buy them tomorrow." Qiao Luo said casually, "Just wear a mask and go out tomorrow."

Long Beijue frowned, "Do you want Yue Yi to buy it?"

"No, those medicinal materials are somewhat special, I'll just go for them myself."

Not only the medicinal materials are special, but also the dosage is complicated, so if you talk about it, you will probably get confused.

The dull thunder suddenly sounded, and Qiao Luo turned his head to look at the French windows.

"It is going to rain."

A low sigh passed through her ears, "I really want to take you away."

The hoarse voice concealed a trace of reluctance.

Qiao Luo turned his face and stared at him with a star-filled face.

She urged again, "Don't get hurt."

Seeing her make her heart soften, Long Beijue buried herself in the crescent of her neck, humming in a hoarse voice.

"Don't hide anything from me, you have me now."

Qiao Luo twitched the corners of his mouth, and hugged him back with his slender hands, "Got it."

After thinking about it, he said again, "Don't get up to see me off tomorrow morning."

Wanting her to sleep longer is one aspect, he is afraid that if she sends him away, he will desperately want to take her away with him.

Qiao Luo chuckled, "Okay."

This was the first time he wanted to leave after the two got married. They were stuck together every day, and suddenly they had to separate. They were not used to each other and were reluctant.

Touching her smiling face, Long Beijue's eyes darkened, and he sealed her lips again.

Qiao Luo's eyes were stained with a smile, and he closed his eyes obediently.

There was a "bang", and there was a dull thunder outside the window, and the two people in the room had no time to take care of it.

……

In the quiet corridor, the wall lamps on both sides emit soft light.

　Add more tonight...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)