Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 412 Today is Her Birthday (1)

The street lamps exude a soft halo, and the hustle and bustle of the day seems to be frozen by the cold wind, fading the glitz.

In the box, the atmosphere was pushed to the point of ignition.

The press conference ended successfully, and the Qiao Group was like a dark horse, breaking into the circle unstoppably.

In this battle, the Qiao Group fought very well.

The celebratory banquet that was agreed upon was arranged immediately.

No outsiders were invited, only Qiao Luo, Long Beijue, and Song Ao.

"Come, come, let's toast our Qiao Dong together." Wan Chuyi stood up and drank two bottles of wine, but she still didn't change her face.

"Qiao Luo, Young Master Long was holding the wine for you just now, you can't refuse this drink, otherwise it would be too boring."

It would be a pity not to have a drink on such a happy day.

Song Ao and the others also booed and raised their glasses to toast.

"Qiao Dong, let's have a drink." Ling Beibei said with a smile.

Qiao Luo glanced at them, and a helpless smile appeared on the corners of his ruddy lips.

She joked, "Are you bullying the few with the more?"

Wan Chuyi laughed and said, "Hey, you can't talk nonsense, Young Master Long is still here, we can't resist beating."

It seems that this glass of wine cannot be avoided, Qiao Luo pulled his lips.

She was about to pick up the wine glass, but the man's big bony hand pressed her hand.

Qiao Luo turned his face and looked into the man's deep eyes.

Warm breath entered his ears, "Do you really want to drink?"

Qiao Luo bent his lips, "It's okay if you're here."

With him by my side, it doesn't matter if I get drunk.

Long Beijue smiled dumbly and let go of her hand.

Qiao Luo picked up the wine glass, turned to look at Wan Chuyi and the others, "I should respect you for this glass."

These few days have kept them busy, so she should respect them.

"I did it, you can do whatever you want."

After the words fell, the mouth of the cup moved to her lips, and she drank the whole cup in one go.

A full glass, not a drop left in the stomach.

Wan Chuyi and the others smiled tacitly, and then drank a whole cup.

Putting down the wine glass, Qiao Luo's legs felt weak.

Someone who can't hold on to a can of beer, let alone a mug of red wine.

A blush floated on her cheeks, and her delicate little face was slightly drunk.

She supported the table with her hands, and her slender body staggered.

The man's strong iron arms wrapped around her shoulders, and the cold fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose vaguely.

Qiao Luo leaned into his arms relaxedly, his whole body was weak, and even his fingertips felt weak.

Seeing her blushing face, Wan Chuyi couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Isn't it, Qiao Luo, you're too bad at drinking, aren't you?"

She really thought she was just joking with her, but it turned out that she really couldn't drink.

"I told you already, but you still don't believe me." Third Sister laughed.

In other words, Qiao Luo is really bad at drinking.

"You continue to eat, we will go back first."

With that said, Long Beijue picked up his coat and said softly, "Luo, put on your coat."

With a dizzy head, Qiao Luo let him hold his hand.

After gathering his coat, Long Beijue took the car keys and led her out.

As soon as he got out of the box, Qiao Luo was out of control.

Breaking free from Long Beijue's hand, she staggered forward.

With vain footsteps as if he was about to fall in the next second, Long Beijue quickly chased after him.

"Lo."

"Don't, don't drag me." Qiao Luo looked at him with blurred eyes, and his soft voice was full of impatience.

She shook her arm, trying to break free from Long Beijue's hand.

"If you pull me again, I'll beat you."

When the wine is strong, no one can recognize it.

Long Beijue smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but think of the time she was drunk in the wooden house.

Injecting strength into his wrist, he wrapped her in his arms, and he coaxed softly, "Luo, shall we go home?"

"No." Qiao Luo shook his head, reaching out to push him, "I don't want to go back."

He asked patiently, "Then where do you want to go?"

"Let go of me." Drunkenness got over him, and his rationality was thrown into the sea.

Qiao Luo raised his fist and hit him in the face without hesitation.

Long Beijue easily resolved the soft force.

The slender fingers wrapped around her wrist, using skillfully, without hurting her.

"Be obedient, let's go back first, huh?"

"No." Qiao Luo looked up, his expression was slightly annoyed, and his words were broken, "I won't go back, I want to buy something."

After saying that, she broke away from his hand, turned and ran outside.

shopping?
Long Beijue couldn't laugh or cry, he resigned himself to his fate and chased after him.

I knew I couldn't give her a drink.

After chasing to the door of the restaurant, Long Beijue saw the figure squatting on the side of the street, and rushed forward.

"Why are you squatting here?" Long Beijue squatted beside her, covering her head with his slender and jade-like hands.

Qiao Luo remained silent, his amber eyes were fixed on the other side, and a strange emotion flashed deep inside.

Following her line of sight, a cake shop broke into his sight.

Long Beijue was stunned for a moment, then turned to look back at his little friend, and asked in a gentle voice, "Want to eat cake?"

She seldom eats sweets on weekdays, even cakes made by the pastry chef at home.

When the word "cake" was mentioned, the corners of Qiao Luo's lips pursed slightly, and then he shook his head.

Long Beijue took her hand, wrapped it in his palm and rubbed it together, "Then let's go buy a cake, shall we?"

Qiao Luo still shook his head, with a look of loneliness between his brows and eyes, and muttered softly, "Today is her birthday."

Long Beijue was taken aback when he heard the nonsensical words.

He looked down at her, "Whose birthday is it?"

Without explaining, she said to herself, "I didn't buy her a cake this year."

Hearing the choking in her voice, Long Beijue's eyes were filled with a rare panic.

He spread his arms and wrapped her in his arms.

"What's the matter, are you drinking, what's wrong?"

Qiao Luo buried herself in his chest, her voice hoarse, "I miss her."

Senior brother and the others are all in Hwaseong, it must be very lonely for senior teacher to spend her birthday alone.

Long Beijue caressed her back with doubts on his face, "Who do you miss?"

Qiao Luo shook his head and stopped talking.

The cold wind was howling, and it hurt my body.

She was drunk, and Long Beijue didn't bother with this problem.

He raised his hand and touched her head, "It's too cold here, how about going back?"

Qiao Luo said in a muffled voice, "The legs are numb."

Long Beijue smiled, and hugged her in his arms.

The car was parked on the side of the street, Long Beijue opened the door and put her into the co-pilot.

She was so drunk that Qiao Luo didn't move anymore, and let Long Beijue help her put on her seat belt.

After closing the car door, Long Beijue walked around to the other side and got in the car.

Just as he put on his seat belt, a woman's raving voice sounded beside him, "Mrs."

Long Beijue's cold eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't miss her words, and even heard them clearly.

Mistress?

He raised his head, and his gaze stayed on the woman's peaceful sleeping face.

He frowned, stroking her smooth cheek with his fingertips, thinking about something thoughtfully.

Since when did his children have a teacher?
Does the birthday person refer to the teacher and wife she mentioned?
……

Following Lan Xi's wish, he was discharged from the hospital.

Yi Xuan has a house in the suburbs, and the three of them moved there from the hotel.

(End of this chapter)