Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 546 I'm Sorry

The cold and tired ending was deliberately drawn out: "What do you have to do to tell me your true identity."

If he hadn't physically recognized her, he wouldn't have subconsciously shielded her head during the explosion.

If he hadn't shielded her head, I don't know what would have happened.

If Momo could tell him earlier, he wouldn't have to worry about it for so long.

Qiao Yimo blinked.

What did he mean, he recognized her?
Does he know Qingqing is her?

So today I deliberately came here to pick off her vest?
"Pavilion Master." Qiao Yimo's arm hurt a little, and she couldn't help but lower her voice to remind him.

The man's crimson lips suddenly evoked a smile.

He held the girl's wrist tightly, and he could clearly feel the familiar shape of the bracelet through the fabric of the dress.

Everything is known!
So he deliberately moved his body to get closer.
"Let me see how the quality of your human skin mask is?" Leng Juan's voice was slightly hoarse, and he took a bite of her neck.

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat.

This dog man finally recognized her!

She stared at him coldly, then raised her hand annoyedly and tore off the mask from her temple, and sneered, "The human skin mask is pretty good, but how about the quality of the fighter jet? I really want to try it." Woolen cloth."

"Master, do you think so?"

When the man heard this, his back felt cold.

Is he here today to ask for punishment?

Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Yimo raised her eyes and said lightly, "Speak up, what are you doing here today? You already know I'm Qingqing, so why are you here?"

So, did he come to apologize to her today, or did he want her to apologize to him?
Seeing her snarky appearance, the man had mixed feelings in his heart, and with a "boom", he simply knelt down on one knee.

Qiao Yimo opened her eyes slightly, and there was shock deep in her eyes.

Leng Juan stretched out his hand, touched her small face, then gently grabbed the back of her hand and left a shallow kiss.

"Fighters are not fun, and the quality is not good, so we won't play them in the future, okay?"

Qiao Yimo could feel the sincerity of the man, as well as the continuous heat from his body and palms.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she still said stubbornly: "Why is it not fun? Didn't you have a good time? After chasing me for tens of kilometers, I almost died at your hands."

The man raised his head, got up from the ground, and gently stroked her shoulder, "Momo, I was wrong."

"Does it still hurt?"

The man's powerful heartbeat reached her ears again and again, and it was difficult for her to ignore him, so she could only turn her head away and said lightly, "It doesn't hurt."

Leng Juan listened to her words, pressed her thin lips against her ear, and said softly: "Momo, I deserve to die."

"Momo, why didn't I recognize you earlier?"

"If I could recognize you earlier, you wouldn't have to take this shot."

"I am willing to give you everything, including my own life."

A sentence of true emotion from the heart instantly made Qiao Yimo's heart tremble slightly.

"I willingly took this shot for you."

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes slightly, and lightly wrapped her hands around the man's waist.

Because even if he dispatched ten fighter jets to deal with her, she couldn't see him fall in front of her.

*
Come out of the Imperial Garden.

In the car.

Leng Juan carried Qiao Yimo into the carriage.

The moment she sat down, the man couldn't wait to kiss her.

Momo, his Momo.

Even if Qingqing is Momo, Momo is still Momo, still the only true love.

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, she didn't resist, only accepted.

"Don't be angry with me when you go back, and don't ignore me."

"Will you still like me like before?"

"I will listen to you in everything from now on, and I will tell you everything about Morun Pavilion."

"Re-schedule the fighter jets and play for you."

"Otherwise I'll be shot too, that's fair."

The man's voice was hoarse and deep, and every word fell on the tip of Qiao Yimo's heart.

She said softly, "Okay."

*
Cold house master bedroom.

The man pushed open the door and entered.

Qiao Yimo opened her eyes slightly, and was surprised when she saw Leng Juan holding a pistol.

The man put the pistol on the bed, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said mockingly: "Momo, you can also shoot me in the arm now."

Qiao Yimo was speechless for a while and didn't speak.

"You didn't cause my injury." Qiao Yimo was speechless for a while.

He dared to hold on to this point all the time, he must taste the taste of bullets, right?
"It's not all your fault, it's also my fault."

Although Qiao Yimo didn't want to admit it, it was true.

The man's eyes were deep, and he looked at her for a moment, and after a while, he said: "I almost forgot that there is a little villain who has been lying to me."

"Then will you punish her?" Qiao Yimo blinked, her eyes were full of teasing.

"I won't hurt her, but I have to use other places to punish her!" The man's eyes flashed, and his tone was deliberately heavy, as if it was true.

Qiao Yimo looked elsewhere guiltily.

"The little villain has already been injured, and there is nothing he can do to punish him."

Hearing this, the man was worried again, then leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "I'm sorry."

"That's right." Qiao Yimo narrowed her eyes, lightly brushed the man's palm with her fingertips, and asked, "How did you find out that I am Qingqing?"

A blush flashed across the man's cold and handsome face, "the touch of the lips"

He didn't physically resist her touch, so he was convinced at that moment.

But at that time, I was in a rather flustered mood, and I couldn't calm down and think for a while.

Qiao Yimo couldn't help pursing her lips when she heard the words, "Then when did you confirm it?"

"Principal Jin called me this morning and said that your composition plagiarized Qingqing's novel."

He knows her personality, so plagiarism cannot happen to her.

At that time, I was [-]% sure, so I went to Yujing Garden to find her!

Plagiarism?

Qiao Yimo only heard these two words.

"Has this matter reached Principal Jin's ears?"

The man nodded. The situation was too urgent at that time, so he hung up President Jin's call without thinking.

Thinking about it now, it was a bit reckless.

"Momo, I'll let Bohua take care of it. You can rest for a while, and I'll cook you some soup later, okay?"

Qiao Yimo frowned, the light in his eyes flickered, and he immediately grabbed the man's arm, "Don't embarrass Bohua, plagiarism is zero tolerance in Tsingbei University, and don't embarrass President Jin, tomorrow I will I will go to the school to clarify in person."

If you guessed right, this matter is most likely the result of Fu Zhiying and Mengran working together.

Seeing her distraught appearance, the man frowned in displeasure, and stretched out his hand to tuck her back into the bed, "Take a good rest first, and we'll talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow."

Qiao Yimo had no choice but to pull the quilt. Out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man's hand on her shoulder, blinked deliberately, and teased him with a Qingqing tone, "Master, I hurt."

The man looked at her angrily and with a smile, "On purpose?"

"uh-huh."

Qiao Yimo didn't hide it at all, her eyebrows and eyes were full of provocation and evil.

(End of this chapter)