"If you want to remove it, you can only peel it off."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yimo spit out two words coldly: "Madman."

This kind of paranoid love!

Leng's paranoid love!

Once the mistress of the Leng family gets this tattoo, she can't remove it.

If the hostess of the Leng family reconciles with the man of the Leng family, when other men see the tattoo on the back of the hostess of the Leng family, they dare not ask for her.

No wonder Mrs. Leng only identified her from the beginning.

Qiao Yimo couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

At this time, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and it was obvious that their conversation just now had been completely heard.

"Momo......"

The man whispered.

Qiao Yimo lowered his eyes and held the man's hand tightly, with a touch of excitement hidden under that cold face, "Tired, how are you?"

Leng Tiong's thin lips were white, but he still hooked lightly, shook his head and said, "There's something wrong."

He turned to look at the man on the other side, and asked, "Did you tell her everything?"

Hearing this, Bo Hua instantly lowered his head and said with a heavy face: "Master Tired, I'm sorry."

Qiao Yimo glanced at Bo Hua and said, "You go out first."

"Yes."

After a while, only two people remained in the house.

Qiao Yimo looked at the man on the bed, frowning, his brows filled with displeasure, "You guys from Leng's family are all lunatics."

What age is it, and what kind of tattoos do you have?

Another way of swearing sovereignty is really naive!

"Momo, I..."

The man couldn't answer for a while. He held her hand and said in a panic: "I didn't mean to tie you with a tattoo. This tattoo was tattooed willingly."

"Moreover, I have this tattoo. I always remind me that I am a married woman. Who would dare to follow me?"

He loves her, and he is confident that she will always love her.

This tattoo is not a way to tie her up, it's just a sense of ritual.

Because only in this way can he be sure that she belongs to him completely since yesterday.

Qiao Yimo pursed his lips, and said nothing.

The man was flustered for a while and wanted to get up.

Qiao Yimo quickly pushed him back to the bed and said indifferently: "I understand your intentions, but it seems to hurt."

She didn't blame him, it was because she saw him hurt so much, and her heart ached.

If there is a choice, she would rather not let her bear it.

Leng Juan heard the words, his eyes were overjoyed, he raised his eyes and asked softly: "Momo, you don't blame me, is it because of heartache?"

"Lie down and rest for a while, you are forbidden to get up!" Qiao Yimo said displeased.

But the man insisted on asking again, "Momo, do you feel distressed?"

"What else do you ask if you know it?" Qiao Yimo glared at him, not laughing or crying.

Regardless of the wound on the back, the man embraced her excitedly, and muttered in her ear: "Momo..."

"I don't think I'm stupid or crazy, I'm worth it for you."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Qiao Yimo and Leng Juan turned their heads to look at the door at the same time.

Su Zhe opened the door and walked in.

Qiao Yimo glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

"Qiao Anchu is gone."

When the words were over, Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows slightly, a little curious, "Escaped?"

Su Zhe nodded, "I went to see the scene, if there is any accident, it is probably rescued by Zhang Lin."

Qiao Yimo didn't know him before, but now he has heard of him. For this banquet, Zhang's family specifically asked for two places.

"Zhang Lin? Young Master Zhang?"

"That's wrong, Qiao Anchu revealed a message last night that Zhang Rin gave her the quota for the banquet."

Su Zhe brought out the information that Qiao Anchu didn't intend to disclose one by one.

Why Zhang Rin gave Qiao Anchu this place, or why he rescued her, should be due to the improper relationship.

After Qiao Yimo listened, he sighed and couldn't help sighing, "Qiao Anchu is really dead." JrNovels.com