Chapter: 215

Qiao Yimo covered his neck to prevent the man from getting messed up.

Although this sentence was ruthless, it came out of Qiao Yimo's mouth but slapped Lengjue on Lengjue like an itching.

Leng Juan suddenly laughed, and hugged the little girl in front of her tightly, and said softly in her ear almost obsessively: "It's not a kiss."

"What did you say?" Qiao Yimo blinked in doubt.

Lengjuan chuckled his lips and chuckled, "I said your mouth is so sweet!"

Qiao Yimo pushed Leng Tire, let him sit back to his position, then turned his head to the side, his face was blue and red.

Leng Juan sighed, "I'll take you back." Then he started the car.

Along the way, the man was very silent and did not speak.

For Qiao Yimo, this feeling is that someone around him has been talking about you, and suddenly disappeared one day, so uneasy.

Qiao Yimo raised his eyes, glanced at the man secretly, and then squeezed out a sentence after a long time, "I didn't want to lie to you, but I don't want to make trouble! I don't know you will come today."

Leng Juan was startled when he heard the words, and then shock flashed through his eyes.

In the next second, she took her little hand and kissed her with excitement, and said in a low voice, "I forgive you, but you can't go to that kind of competition anymore!"

Qiao Yimo twitched the corners of his mouth and secretly withdrew his hand.

She squinted her eyes, "I have a sense of measure."

Leng Juo was angrily laughed, "Be strong." The genius remembered for a second.

As the temperature in the car rises, and the beloved girl is by her side, her cold and tired breathing quickly becomes chaotic.

Qiao Yimo felt the unstable breath and looked out the window again and again.

One hundred meters ahead is Qiao's house. As soon as Leng Tien's car stopped, Qiao Yimo quickly opened the car door and walked out.

The cool wind also dissipated the heat from Qiao Yimo a little.

She rubbed her eyebrows annoyingly.

Leng Jian looked at the girl outside the car window and got out of the car. He blocked Qiao Yimo next to the car and surrounded her.

A low and sexy voice surrounded Qiao Yimo's ear, "Would you like to try to associate with me?"

When Leng Juo recalled Qiao Yimo's various dangerous actions today, and how other men looked at her, she wanted to hide this excellent girl and completely belonged to him.

Qiao Yimo was stunned, completely not expecting the dignified Master Leng to say this to her.

Her head was not sober, she looked at the man with blurred eyes, and she pulled out subconsciously, "I'm still young."

A gleam of light flashed in Leng Juan's eyes, his gaze fell on her, and his tone was natural: "I'm eighteen years old, I can do a lot of things."

Qiao Yimo: "..."

After hearing this, she blushed, turned and walked towards the courtyard of Qiao's house.

Leng Juo looked at the girl with a slender back from a distance. Qiao Yimo seemed to be shy. He stopped and stomped his feet several times in the middle.

The corner of the man's mouth evoked a helpless and cowardly smile.

So cute!

Joe's house.

Qiao Anchu sat on the sofa and looked at the figure of Qiao Yimo coming in. A trace of disgust and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Last time, she obviously didn't have Qingqing's big book, and even lied to the class A people, making her almost fooled.

As a result, the turtle saw her just like someone else.

The moment Qiao Anchu moved her eyes back, she suddenly saw a deep tooth mark on Qiao Yimo's slender and white neck.

Qiao Yimo has her boyfriend?

This thought flashed through Qiao Anchu's mind.

Qiao Anchu quickly put down the book in his hand, and suddenly asked in a caring tone, "Sister, what's wrong with your neck?"

Dong Yan, who was on the massage chair, raised her eyes and glanced at Qiao Yimo. Her shrewd eyes saw the deep tooth mark.

Dong Yan ignored that the massage chair was still running, got up and walked to Qiao Yimo's side, carefully observed her red mark, and wondered: "Yimo, did you make a boyfriend?"

Qiao Anchu's tone was full of smiles, "Mom, do you still need to talk? Isn't it the boyfriend who bit it, is it the dog?" JrNovels.com