Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 647
"Little Lord."

A servant's voice sounded from the entrance, respectful.

Qiao Luo turned his eyes to look, and the tall figure of the man gradually approached.

The cold air from the air conditioner was rampant, removing the scorching heat from his body.

When her eyes met, her rosy lips smiled, "Is everything over at the Alliance settled?"

Come back earlier than she thought.

Long Beijue hummed, he had just come back from the outside, he was so hot that he was afraid of bumping into her.

"I'm going to wash my hands before I come back."

With that said, he lifted his foot and walked towards the bathroom.

However, as soon as he left, Qiao Luo's eyes habitually followed his back.

Inadvertently playing with the hat in her hand, she supported her waist and stood up slowly.

She said softly, "Gu Rong, please pour me a bowl of sour plum soup."

Rong Gu said hello, and walked to the kitchen without delay.

"Xiao Luo, slow down." Madam Long told Qiao Luo anxiously when she saw Qiao Luo walking around.

Qiao Luo nodded with a smile, and walked towards the bathroom with small steps.

The washbasin, splashes of water.

Long Beijue saw the figure walking by the door through the mirror, and reached out to turn off the faucet.

He turned around, his thin lips raised into a smile, "Why are you here?"

Facing his teasing eyes, Qiao Luo insisted, "Sitting for a long time, my legs are numb, get up and walk."

"Really?" Long Beijue took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

"Are you sure you don't miss me?"

The low and magnetic voice is confusing.

Qiao Luo leaned back, and put his white hand against his chest, "It's water on my face, don't splash it on me, wipe it off quickly."

Hearing this, Long Beijue randomly took out two tissues and stuffed them into her hands.

What it means is self-evident.

Qiao Luo rolled his eyes at him, "Big slob."

Her mouth dislikes integrity, her mouth dislikes her, but the actions of her hands betray her.

She squeezed a tissue and leaned towards his face, gently wiping away the drops of water.

During the period, she casually mentioned, "Are you still using it for the alliance tomorrow?"

Long Beijue bent slightly, put his hands around her waist, and smiled jokingly, "Why, you don't want me to go out?"

Since she was pregnant with the child, she has become more and more fond of clinging to him, especially in the past few months. He is very happy to see this change.

If it weren't for the fact that she had a big belly and was afraid of hurting her when she went out, he wished he could always take her by his side.

"Narcissism." Qiao Luo crumpled up the paper towel and threw it into the trash can, curling his lips, "What can I be reluctant to part with, a bunch of people in my family can accompany me to relieve boredom."

Long Beijue said with a half-smile, "But I'm not among these people, am I?"

Touching his penetrating ink eyes, it seems to be able to see through all her thoughts.

All the thoughts in his heart were clarified by him, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in Qiao Luo's eyes.

She changed the subject and said, "I'm too lazy to talk to you, Aunt Rong made sour plum soup today, hurry up and have a bowl."

After the words fell, she panicked and wanted to run away.

Unexpectedly, Xianhuai's belly limited her skill and speed.

With the man's hand around her waist retracted, Qiao Luo took a step back and fell into that familiar embrace.

Long Beijue drooped his brows and eyes, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "I haven't seen you for a long time, do you really miss me?"

Qiao Luo shrank his neck and whispered, "Don't make trouble, someone will see it later."

"See it when they see it, they're used to it anyway." Long Beijue said nonchalantly.

Seeing that he didn't intend to let her go easily, Qiao Luo felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

She tried to divert his attention, and said, "It's getting late, I have to go to the teacher's wife."

(End of this chapter)