"Don't you want to?" She looked at him directly, without shy away from it.

Leng Tiong's breathing became more rapid. He suppressed the impulse of his body and shook his head, "I have something to do later, and I may have to go out."

"What about Qiao Anchu?"

"no."

It must be a very important thing to make him hold her back.

He didn't want to say, she didn't want to ask more, she calmed down her breath and spread her hands, "Okay."

Maybe she didn't know, her tone was a little bit lost.

But the man heard it, he laughed, and said jokingly: "I won't touch you, you seem to be quite lost."

Somehow, a sense of embarrassment was exposed spontaneously, Qiao Yimo got off the man's lap and denied: "Nothing."

The man laughed and couldn't help reaching out and hooking the tip of her nose.

At this moment, the phone on the bed rang suddenly.

Qiao Yimo turned on the screen and took a look.

It was a video sent by Su Zhe.

The video content is exactly what Qiao Anchu was hung on the roof of the Baiyunbao Bieyuan.

As long as there is a struggle, the whole person will swing with the amplitude.

The shaky appearance is very scary.

Su Zhe: Sister Mo, are you still satisfied?

Qiao Yimo handed the phone to Leng Qiu to see it.

The moment Leng Juo saw the video, his eyebrows rose, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and contented.

Qiao Yimo looked at him and smiled: "Has the anger disappeared?"

The man nodded, humming.

He took her phone, turned off the screen, and put it on the bedside.

He touched her head, and his voice was hoarse and low: "After a day's tiredness, sleep first, and then wake up tomorrow."

The cumbersome etiquette and the heavy dress are a little tired after a day.

She rubbed her eyebrows and leaned against the man.

Time passed by every minute.

Looking at Qiao Yimo, who was asleep with his eyes closed, Leng Tire's heart softened.

He hugged her and lay flat on the bed.

After making sure that she was comfortable, he exited the room.

After leaving the door, I found that Bohua was already waiting outside.

He pursed his lips and said solemnly, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Bo Hua replied, and glanced into the room again, "Miss Qiao, she..."

Leng Jiang shook his head, "I have said before, that kind of thing shouldn't have appeared on her."

Upon hearing this, Bohua's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in surprise: "Tired, tired master, even if you love Miss Qiao more, you shouldn't be like that."

"That kind of things, the ancestors all appeared in the Leng Family Mistress."

Leng Juo raised his eyes, glanced at him coldly, and said: "Rules are never used to comply."

Rules are never used to comply, but to break.

Seeing her hurt, it is better for him to bear it.

"Tired, Tired Lord..."

Before Bo Hua could say anything, the man frowned, his eyes full of displeasure and said: "If you talk about it, get out."

Bo Hua didn't dare to say a little more, and hurriedly stepped back.

Inside the room.

A young man frowned tightly and asked, "Master Tired, I will confirm one more thing with you."

"Don't ask, I've already decided." Leng Jian almost didn't think how to think.

"But this process will be very painful, you are the head of the Leng family..." the young man reminded again.

Leng Juo frowned, showing no patience, and said: "Stop talking, do it now, it's just daylight when I go back."

Seeing this, the young man sighed.

He couldn't talk about other things.

A year ago, the man took out a tube of anesthetic from the medicine box and said: "If it is too uncomfortable, I will stop in time."

"understood."

When I was drunk by the injection, I basically didn't feel anything.

But when it came to the tattooing session, the man's brows still frowned.

This kind of paint is not an ordinary paint, but it will not be washed off for a lifetime.

To remove this tattoo, you can only peel it off.

So tattoos using this kind of pigment will be particularly painful.

In the past, when the hostess of the Leng family accepted this ritual, she often passed out in pain, even if she had used regional anesthesia in advance.

Leng Juo gritted his teeth slightly, a bit wanting to curse. JrNovels.com