If you deal with the inner ghost who is a strong enemy, that is equivalent to the devil's hand stretched to the throat, accidentally letting people grasp the deadly handle.

The white snake nodded slightly.

Internal Information? Qiao Yimo is speechless, she is not interested in this man's company at all.

At this time, the surprised expressions of the executives and subordinates had disappeared, all of them lowered their heads and continued to browse the information in their hands. Several people still looked at each other from time to time, and then began to discuss in a low voice with no expression on their faces.

Senior A: "What's the situation? Why did Master Li bring a little girl in?"

Senior B: "I don't even know who she is, so I won't be tired of my master's sister."

Senior C: "Impossible, I never heard that Lord Tien has a younger sister."

Senior D: "Trash message, the nearest office address of Lord Jun is a high school college! Is this little girl a student of that college?"

Senior F: "Stay! Is the future wife a high school student?"

Senior A: "Look, what is this little girl wearing on her hand?"

Hearing this, the people present were scared off their chins.

Qiao Yimo didn't care what they said, she blinked and took out her phone to play.

The man's deep and magnetic voice continued to be heard in his ears, which made the energetic Qiao Yimo drowsy.

After the meeting, Leng Tiong took Qiao Yimo to the lounge.

"The meal is cold, let the people below help to warm it up." Qiao Yimo yawned, his voice lazy.

The man's Xiao Xiemei's Phoenix eyes flashed, and the end of his eyes was raised, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, his low voice came from his throat: "Momo, actually delivered me food personally."

Qiao Yimo, who was drowsy at first, got excited when she heard this. She smiled, her eyebrows were evil, and she said lightly: "Yes, I just didn't think you would be liked by girls."

Horror, there are many women who want to deliver food to your door.

She didn't take the words of the little girl at the front desk just now in her heart...

It just remembered for a moment.

Hearing what Qiao Yimo said, the man's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Well, only you don't know me."

After chasing her for so long, he remained indifferent.

But what I said just now seemed a bit jealous?

"Are you jealous?" The man turned his head and hugged Qiao Yimo's waist abruptly, and whispered in her ear: "You are obviously jealous, and you still don't admit it."

Jealous?

Qiao Yimo choked his breath and almost came over.

But she just heard those words from the little girl at the front desk, and she really didn't feel good about it.

The thought of cold tiredness being worried by other women made her a little sour.

For a moment, panic rushed into her heart, she turned around and pushed the man's chest, "You, eat first, and I will think about it."

This feeling is so strange and terrible, she seems to want to possess this man...

Qiao Yimo turned his head to cover his chest, his face gloomy, "Is this just like it?"

Qiao Yimo's thoughts were floating in her mind, her waist tightened and she fell into the arms of the man.

"Leng tired!" Qiao Yimo struggled slightly and blushed.

"They've all come to bring me food, don't you dare to admit that you like me?"

"How long will I have to wait to hear what you like?" Leng Tiong hugged Qiao Yimo tightly in his arms, with a pitiful tone.

Who could have imagined that the first in power in Asia, the heir to the Leng family, would actually be planted on a little girl.

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo made waves in her heart, and her voice was low, "cold and tired."

The man's heart trembled, "Huh?"

Qiao raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, turned to the man's charming and deep eyes and stared at him, "How long will you like me?"

She looked at the man with a smile on her face, Leng Tiong's body slowly stiffened, and his cold fingertips touched her face, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Yimo just wanted to turn away, not wanting a man to see her fragility.

But the next second, the man stiffened her face and moved his thin lips to her eyes, begging, "Don't show such a sad expression to me." JrNovels.com