"Momo!" Leng Juo called her name softly, "Scare me to death!"

Qiao Yimo froze, deliberately raising her puzzled eyes, "What's the matter with you?"

The man lifted his handsome face from her neck again, confirming that her face was the girl he was thinking of.

"The servant at home said that you suddenly disappeared!" He hugged her, and a low and soothing voice came from her ear, as if he hadn't faded from the panic, more like a comforting word, "Fortunately, you have nothing to do! Fortunately!"

Qiao Yimo was hugged tightly by the man, with only a towel between them, very uncomfortable.

She moved, stretched out her hand and patted the man on the back, as if to coax a child, "Where can I go? I've been at home all the time, just took a shower!"

She lay on his shoulders, leaning against his arms, clutching his shirt tightly, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of self-blame.

She knew that the two of them had the most important trust, but there was still no way to reveal her identity to him, and she was responsible for the group of brothers and sisters in the MX organization.

After a long time, the man finally reacted from the loss and accidentally touched her somewhat damp hair, "Have you washed your hair?"

"Yeah." Qiao Yimo replied softly.

Fortunately, Liuxin's car was OK, and the speed 600 was actually not scrapped, otherwise she must be standing in front of the man with a smelly perfume.

Leng Juo raised his eyes, staring at her with deep eyes, and sighed, "I'll get the hair dryer!"

Qiao Yimo blinked without stopping.

She walked to the closet before putting it on, took out a shirt and put it on her body, revealing two slender legs with white flowers, sexy and attractive.

She doesn't have the habit of being taken care of by others, since she was a child, she hasn't been loved so much and worried about her.

She would never want to be a woman relying on men.

"I'm coming!" Qiao Yimo walked to the man and reached for the hair dryer.

With long legs and long hands, the man raised the hair dryer, and then went directly around Qiao Yimo's side.

Qiao Yimo was stunned, angry and funny, "I'll do it myself." The

As she said, she raised her two little hands, but they couldn't touch them all the time.

The man gave a low laugh, always showing no expression on his face, "Sit here!"

When the words fell, Leng Tiong reached out and pressed her on the bed.

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows and listened to the sound of a hair dryer above his head. He seemed to say something casually, "Is it possible to talk to the MX organization?"

Leng Tired paused, thinking that she would suddenly ask, he also answered casually, "Well! She agreed that our Leng family will also open a base in Country M."

"Oh!" Qiao Yimo's tone was not cold or cold, "It seems that the head of the MX organization is kind to you."

The man's hand stopped, and he rubbed his hand on the top of her head, and said amusedly: "Well, the vinegar smell is quite strong, let you go with me and shrink back?"

Jealous?

Say she is jealous?

How can it be?

How could she be jealous of herself?

She has seen him, this man is obedient, he hasn't even touched "her" with his hands.

At this time, Leng Juo had put the hair dryer back in place, and Qiao Yimo got up and rubbed his hair, and was about to get out of bed to eat.

When he raised his eyes, the man was actually taking off his shirt. At this moment, it was the sight of a beautiful man out of the bath.

She swallowed.

My throat is tight and I am very thirsty.

It's so attractive if you take it off at random, if you take it off completely...

Leng Juo glanced at her with a low gaze, the corner of her mouth evoked a small arc of laughter.

"come over!"

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Yimo moved away from the man, and his eyes fell on his face again.

Just two steps away, Leng Tiong stepped forward, pulled her into her arms, and kissed her with her head down.

The light in the room was still very dim. Qiao Yimo stuck to her arms and was kissed for a long time. He didn't even know where to put his hand.

A deep French tongue kiss ended.

Qiao Yimo panted, his face flushed and looked at him, "Go down to eat first?"

"I'll take a shower first." The man looked at her deeply, "together?" JrNovels.com