Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 462 Tired, What Do You Want?

And the other side.

Qiao Yimo came to the school gate and vaguely saw a familiar vehicle in the dark night.

She trotted to the front of the car immediately, pressed her hand on the body, and then jumped into the car.

But as soon as he got in the car, Qiao Yimo felt that the atmosphere inside was not right, and this strange smell came from the man beside him.

"That." Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, just about to speak.

But as soon as she exhaled, she was interrupted by a man beside her.

Leng Juan's voice was gloomy, "Where are the clothes? Where are they?"

"I didn't bring it out, I gave it to my classmates." Qiao Yimo's tone was smooth.

"Didn't you say you can't go on stage?" He put his arms around her slender waist, with a pair of dark eyes that Qiao Yimo had never seen before.

Qiao Yimo blinked, and asked what was in her heart, "Aren't you angry?"

If she had a choice, she would not go up.

What's more, she also designed a big hole for herself, with a bare back and legs
She thought about it on the way just now, if he also appeared on stage dressed like this, she would be very angry too!

Leng Juan clenched his fists tightly, not only angry, but also with the feeling of tearing people apart.

"If I had a choice, I wouldn't go up." Qiao Yimo frowned, and deliberately softened her voice, "So, are you really angry?"

As soon as these words came out, the big men in front were almost killed by lightning!

What the hell!

Ms. Qiao actually used her trump card. Acting like a baby should be very effective.

Leng tired laughed angrily, she squeezed her delicate chin, pressed it close to her lips, and said in a tight voice, "Momo, the scene on the stage just now is my limit, if there is another time, I'm afraid I'll bear it Can't stop destroying you."

In the past, he would lower his strength, as if flirting, but today was different. The unexpected force made her fair chin flush.

Looking at the cold and reddened eyes, Qiao Yimo knew that he was serious now and definitely not joking.

The next second, Qiao Yimo stood up suddenly, sat in the man's arms, covered his eyes with her hand, leaned over to close her eyes, and gently kissed the man's cold lips.

Lip prints touched each other, the cold and hard breath dissipated, and the man's breath became soft.

His cold and hard jawline also softened.

Qiao Yimo let go of the hand covering his eyes, her phoenix eyes lightly raised to meet his black eyes, then she clasped his neck, deepening the kiss.

The cold and tired eyes suddenly become lazy, this is a man's absolutely encroaching gaze on a woman.

Qiao Yimo inserted her hands into his cold, broken hair, slowly let go of his mouth, her pink lips hooked slightly, and she smiled, "Leng tired, I'm afraid you'll be jealous."

A man who is perfect and lawless, she used to not be able to find his weakness, but now it seems that his weakness is really too obvious.

Qiao Yimo put away her playful smile, and suddenly became serious, "Tired, what do you want?"

He is so smart, can't he see the implication of her words?
She gave him everything except physically.

She didn't like feelings before because she was too paranoid, and he also made her paranoid again.

The cold and hard breath on his body slowly disappeared following her words.
The men in the car couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Leng Juan restrained Qiao Yimo's slender waist, and looked down at her, "Then go back and dance again, only for me to watch."

Qiao Yimo: "."

(End of this chapter)