Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 405 I Don’t Know You Well, Don’t Hold Me (1)

Not dodging or dodging, the snowball hit him and shattered to pieces.

Long Beijue looked down at the snow-stained coat, and the corners of his thin lips curled up in a doting arc.

Willful laughter came from the opposite side, he raised his head, and the person not far away laughed and bent over, very embarrassed.

He raised his eyebrows, "Is this a challenge to me?"

Qiao Luo stopped smiling, lifted his chin slightly, and gave him a provocative look, "So what."

Just provocative, what's the matter?

Long Beijue narrowed his cold eyes, and said lazily, "The young master has no choice but to accompany him to the end."

Qiao Luo smiled slyly, quickly rubbed a ball of snow with both hands, and threw it at him without hesitation.

"The loser will go buy breakfast later."

The fist-sized snowball hit again, but Long Beijue still didn't dodge and let the snowball hit him.

The white and flawless snowflakes stained the clothes and gradually melted, oozing with a trace of coolness.

He leaned over, grabbed a handful of white snow casually, and rubbed the snowball with his slender fingers like jade, with unhurried movements, as if he was fabricating a work of art.

During the period, snowballs hit him one after another.

Seeing that he didn't fight back, Qiao Luo also had no interest in playing.

She shouted at the top of her voice, "Long Beijue, if you don't fight back, you will be considered a loser."

Meeting her upturned eyes, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I didn't say I wouldn't fight back."

Qiao Luo was confused, his eyes moved down, and he touched the snowball formed in his hand, thinking inwardly that it was over.

However, running away is not her style.

Qiao Luo's eyes lit up with a fighting spirit, he grabbed a handful of snow from the ground with both hands, and skillfully rolled it into snowballs.

"Lo."

The deep voice overwhelmed the whistling wind and tugged at her heartstrings.

"That's too late."

Qing Jun's figure loomed over him, his speed was astonishing as a ghost.

Qiao Luo opened his eyes slightly, reflexively wanting to run.

Unexpectedly, in a hurry, his left leg tripped over his right leg, and he fell into the snow.

A trace of coolness penetrated through his clothes, and his thin body shivered from the cold.

"..."

To be so unlucky?

Long Beijue was also taken aback by her, dropped the snowball, and scooped her up.

He brushed off the white snow on her body, and carefully looked at her inch by inch, "Where did you fall?"

Qiao Luo sat on the ground, turned his eyes, stretched out his hands to cover his knees, and took a deep breath pretending to be in pain, "It hurts so much, I hit my knees."

What happened to her, all the calmness he was proud of fed the dog.

Frowning coldly, his face darkened a bit, "Where, let me see."

He reached out to roll up her pant legs, but Qiao Luo threw him down.

Long Beijue subconsciously grabbed her waist and protected her in his arms.

Looking into those smiling eyes, how could Long Beijue not know that he was being tricked.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his voice was low, "You mean to play me?"

Qiao Luo wrapped his arms around his neck, with a triumphant smile on his face, "Unintentionally."

The soft voice made Long Beijue lose his temper. He raised his hand and tapped her forehead, "Don't make fun of yourself next time."

Jolo nodded with a smile.

"Did you fall just now?" He asked again worriedly.

"No."

Qiao Luo pulled off the mask and felt that his breathing became much smoother.

Her fair and jade-like face was flushed, and she asked jokingly, "Does that count as my victory?"

Long Beijue couldn't laugh or cry, "When did you learn to cheat?"

"Learned from you." She said.

The ruddy lips were so close at hand, Long Beijue's eyes dimmed.

He raised his hand to hold the back of her head, looking for that red lip, and pressed it down hard.

"Well……"

Qiao Luo was startled, and looked around nervously from the corner of the eye, "This is... outside."

Broken words drowned from his lips, and Long Beijue had no time to take care of them.

It was the first time we had been separated for such a long time, and the longing in my heart was like a flood with the valve opened, which was unstoppable.

The forceful kiss came fiercely, tossing and turning.

There was a mist in Qiao Luo's eyes, she grabbed his collar and pushed him with her fingertips powerlessly.

Fortunately, it was early in the morning, and there was no one around.

As the bleak cold wind blew, Long Beijue's deep black eyes flashed with clarity.

He lightly pecked her lips with a low voice, "Go back and continue."

Qiao Luo breathed slightly, and glared at him angrily, "Get lost."

Fearing that she would catch the cold, Long Beijue pulled her up.

At some point, the mask disappeared.

Qiao Luo looked around, the wind was too strong, and he didn't know where he was blown.

Suddenly, her shoulders sank.

Seeing him take off his coat to her, Qiao Luo frowned, "I'm not cold, it's just right for you to catch a cold, you can put it on yourself."

Long Beijue laughed, "It's okay, I can resist now."

As he spoke, he pulled his coat and wrapped her tightly.

"Let's go."

Before he had time to speak, Qiao Luo was half pushed back by him.

As soon as he entered the house, Qiao Luo saw the suitcase thrown at the entrance.

Thinking of the scene of her squatting and waiting at the door just now, she couldn't help but find it funny.

She took off her coat and shook the white snow off it.

Turning his head, the man had already changed into his slippers.

She asked him, "Are you sleepy, do you want to take a rest?"

To be able to come back so quickly, I must have stayed up late these days.

Long Beijue came over, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and gently squeezed her fair face, "What's wrong this morning?"

Before the two of them were together, he knew that she would sometimes be awakened by nightmares, but after they were together, this rarely happened to her.

"It's that nightmare again?"

Qiao Luo's back stiffened, and he buried his head into his chest.

She was silent, Long Beijue already understood.

His big bony hands ran through her hair, and he asked softly, "Is it related to your past?"

After a moment of silence, Qiao Luo nodded slightly.

"Don't think so much." Long Beijue lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips against her hair, "I'm here."

That time in Zhulin, he knew that she must have encountered many sad things in the past, but he didn't take the initiative to mention it, and he didn't want to heal her scars again.

The tip of Qiao Luo's nose was acidic, and he raised his arms around his muscular waist.

After a while, she asked in a muffled voice, "Is everything on the Alliance side settled?"

Shouldn't he just come back for a while and then leave immediately?

Seeing her thoughts, Long Beijue played with his heart and teased her, "Not yet, we'll leave tomorrow."

After the words fell, the person in his arms raised his head, his amber eyes dimmed a bit, "How long are you going?"

Seeing her lonely expression, Long Beijue instantly regretted it.

Not daring to tease her anymore, he lowered his head and kissed the center of her brow, "I'm lying to you, I'm not leaving."

He brought all the suitcases back, how could he leave, even if he wanted to leave, he would take her with him.

Qiao Luo gritted his teeth, "You're kidding me again."

Long Beijue smiled flatteringly, "I admit my mistake, and you can punish me, huh?"

Qiao Luo snorted softly, and plunged into his arms, "I will never wait for you at the door again."

She had been waiting for him at the door for so long on a cold day, yet he still had the nerve to play with her, a heartless fellow.

Long Beijue laughed and coaxed, "Then I'll wait for you next time."

Qiao Luo snorted and his stomach groaned uncomfortably.

"..."

So embarrassing.

A man's smiling voice sounded above his head, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Luo raised his head, "There's nothing in the fridge."

In the past few days, she has been ordering takeaway food, and there is no rice in the refrigerator except drinks.

"You go catch up on sleep, and I go buy something to eat?"

Who said that his children are cold, if you see him, I feel sorry for him.

He said, "I slept on the plane, if I want to eat, I'll go out and buy it."

Qiao Luo bent his lips, "Then I'll go with you."

Saying this, she ran into the house to get her coat.

When she came out, Long Beijue had already changed his shoes.

After putting on the mask, Qiao Luo caught a glimpse of the snowflakes on Long Beijue's coat, and reached out to pat it.

She muttered, "Why are there so many?"

At this moment, she has forgotten how happy she was throwing just now.

Hearing what she muttered, Long Beijue smiled teasingly, "It's not a child's masterpiece."

Knowing that he was talking about her, Qiao Luo stretched out his hand and slapped his arm, "If you don't hide yourself, blame me."

Long Beijue chuckled, "Drive or walk?"

"Walking," she said.

The location of the apartment is in a prime location, and there are many shops within a few minutes' walk.

Long Beijue nodded, took her hand and put it in his pocket.

After closing the door, the two walked into the elevator. Long Beijue asked, "Didn't you go back to the mansion these days?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, "Too busy these days."

As she spoke, she raised her finger and pointed to the mask on her face, "And this, it's troublesome to explain."

The company's matter has not been dealt with, it is really not the time to explain this matter.

"Grandma has returned to the mansion, and she often brings me food these days."

Long Beijue pulled his lips into a smile, and teased, "No wonder I felt fatter just now."

Qiao Luo, "..."

What look?
Where is she fat? She's obviously lost weight.

"Long Beijue, you came back to fight with me, right?"

As soon as the words came out, the elevator door just opened.

Long Beijue changed the subject knowingly, "What do you want to eat later?"

"Are you entertaining?"

Long Beijue hummed, and couldn't help teasing her, "I treat you, you pay the bill."

Unbearable, Qiao Luo slapped him on the arm, and cursed with a smile, "Long Beijue, I can't do without beating you."

This mouth is too owed, too irritating.

Long Beijue chuckled, wrapped his long arms around her shoulders, and held her in his arms.

"Go back and beat you up."

Qiao Luo squinted at him, and said in a cool voice, "I don't know you well, don't hug me."

"You'll be familiar with it after a while." Long Beijue said.

Qiao Luo, "..."

He is full of lies.

It was still dark, and the streets were deserted.

Qiao Luo looked around and glanced at the breakfast shops.

She dragged Long Beijue to the door of one of the breakfast shops, "Boss, I want six steamed buns."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Qiao Luo looked sideways at the man beside him, "Third sister bought steamed buns at this store two days ago, and they tasted very good."

After packing the steamed buns, the boss handed the bag to Qiao Luo, with a warm smile on his face, "Come on, take the bag."

Qiao Luo thanked him and took the bag.

After paying the money, Long Beijue took the bag for him, "What else do you want to buy?"

"Go over there and buy some more."

Long Beijue stretched his long legs and let her pull him away.

(End of this chapter)