He was blind to look down on Qiao Yimo.
He was the manager of a racecourse, and he became the "life assistant" of Darvis.
Zhao Zhong covered his mouth and wanted to laugh.
He didn't do anything, so he became the regular manager of the racecourse.
Fortunately, he has sharp eyes, and Miss Qiao is not a simple character.
After all, Lord Tiong's vision can't be that bad...
The veterinarians stood at the door looking at Liu Chang who was struggling, and at this time they looked fortunate.
"Fortunately, I didn't say anything to offend Miss Qiao."
"Master Tiong did this in order to behave like you. In the future, people at the racecourse, including the training camp, would dare to offend Miss Qiao."
"Fortunately, Miss Qiao came to ride a horse, otherwise we don't know if the horse is sick."
"Yes, Miss Qiao is really the lucky god of these horses."
"I really didn't expect Miss Qiao to have such a great friend."
"That's right, I still don't know where Miss Qiao's friend is."
"Don't laugh at others, I don't know who this "good thing" will fall on someday." One of the veterinarians came to interrupt them.
As soon as these words fell, the veterinarians scattered and busy their work.
"Does it hurt?" The man put disinfectant on a cotton swab and asked Qiao Yimo to wipe the wound on his palm.
"It doesn't hurt." Qiao Yimo shook his head and looked at him, almost feeling nothing.
Leng Tiong was wearing a black charity suit, and several buttons on his chest were unbuttoned, which was inexplicably temptation.
"Love to be strong." Lengjuan hooked her delicate little nose.
He didn't do it hard, but Qiao Yimo's skin was thin, and suddenly he got a red mark.
Qiao Yimo touched it, his nose was cold, and then the next touch was wet.
A familiar feeling came to my heart.
MD, she actually had a nosebleed unsuspectingly...
Leng Jiang dealt with the injury on his hand, raised his eyes and looked at her amusedly, and said in no hurry, "What? I want to open it?"
"What?" Qiao Yimo was taken aback, his cold eyes met the man's deep and sexy phoenix eyes.
"Do you want me?" He pointed to the blood on Qiao Yimo's nose, so blatantly wishing, it seemed impossible that nothing would happen.
"No!" Qiao Yimo hid in the bathroom immediately.
Leng Jian got up and walked to the bathroom door, leaning against the wall, watching her messy hands and feet with great enjoyment.
When there was a sound of water in the bathroom, for a long time, Qiao Yimo's cold voice came again, "I seem to have caused you a lot of trouble."
Leng Juan's eyes narrowed when she heard the words, and she didn't even think that she would actually say this.
"Everything about you is not trouble." He said lightly.
Nothing with her is trouble... He even enjoys this "trouble"
Hearing this, Qiao Yimo helped his forehead, and a warm current waved in his heart.
He leaned outside the door and exhorted: "Let them deliver the meal later?"
"No, I'll go down with you." Qiao Yimo washed his face, then came out and stood in front of the man, biting his lip and said in a low voice.
The man's cold fingers crossed her face. Qiao Yimo pulled his hand, but couldn't control the movement of his fingers. Instead, she was pinched by her chin. She immediately blushed and looked at the man who suddenly leaned close.
"Don't admit that you like me." His voice was a little low, and he said in a voice that only she could hear.
Based on her personality, if she doesn't like Ba, she has to meet, and if she doesn't like it, how can she agree to move in together.
Qiao Yimo's heartbeat missed half a beat at the moment.
How could it be so sultry!
How can this man be so hooky!
Slowly... Qiao Yimo only felt her tired face getting closer, her eyelids trembling, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Qiao Yimo opened the eyes that had been closed, because she felt something...and pressed hard against her waist.
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