With that, she immediately got up from the sofa.

"No, no! Just sit there." The old lady waved her hand, "Xiao Qiao, pay attention to safety and don't go out with him on tasks, you know?"

Qiao Yimo nodded and just looked at the old lady for a while.

Mrs. Leng knew it too. This little Qiao said no two, and he would definitely not agree to nod.

After the old lady left, it was time for dinner.

The food on the table did not move, Leng Tiong put down the newspaper in her hand and took the initiative to hug Qiao Yimo's waist, murmured in her ear: "Do you have the heart to let me be scolded?" During the conversation, the mellow aroma of red wine and the smell of alcohol Gently pulled out from the man's thin lips.

If I didn't taste it, I was already drunk.

Qiao Yimo was in a daze, understanding the meaning of Leng Tien's words.

Leng Juo squinted his phoenix eyes, raised it gently, and looked at Qiao Yimo's reddish ears. He couldn't help but whispered: "Momo, speak!"

"Huh?" Qiao Yimo turned his head and pretended not to understand.

As her neck turned, her slightly moving lips brushed the man's thin lips unconsciously.

It feels numb, as if being shocked.

She backed away in an instant, frowning, "You are so close, I'm almost into a cross-eyed."

Then the man narrowed his phoenix eyes, smiled, and his thin lips lightly pecked at her little curled nose, "You turned your head around and kissed me!"

Qiao Yimo: "..." Okay, she surrendered!

In terms of lip service, everything has never been won.

A few seconds later, Qiao Yimo spoke and said softly: "Let's eat!"

"Come with me for a drink, what kind of food should I have?"

After speaking, the man picked up the wine glass on the table again, drank it, and then looked straight at the girl in front of him, smiled, and printed his slightly bulging lips.

Qiao Yimo was taken aback by the silky liquid. Naturally, she hid her head back, but the man's strength was so strong that he held her back with his hand and couldn't let her back down.

This red wine has a high degree of alcohol, and only half a glass can make cold tired and slightly drunk.

Qiao Yimo was even more drunk, and the sip just made her dizzy slightly.

Is there such a perverted person?

Specializing in making wine with such a high concentration?

Leng Jian looked around for a while, the servants in the hall were very witty and had already left before they kissed.

"Momo, I love you."

When the words fell, Qiao Yimo curled his lower lip slightly, half awake and half drunk, and silently said, "I love you too."

Leng Juo's thin lips hooked, and looked at her brown eyes, as warm and magnificent as the sea of ​​stars.

Qiao Yimo stretched out his hand and gently grasped his sweater, and then grasped tightly.........

The next day.

Liqiu's wind gently blew across the bedroom screens.

Qiao Yimo turned over and raised his eyes, dimly.

"Momo, good morning!" A low, hoarse voice came from her ears.

Qiao Yimo said "Uh" and turned over again.

This time, the crib could no longer hold her.

In an instant, the body slipped off the bed.

Leng Tiong originally wanted to pick it up with both hands, but found that it was too late.

At this time, Qiao Yimo was awake from his sleep and stood directly on the ground.

Leng Juo squinted his eyes slightly and stared directly at her.

The reaction is fast, even faster than him?

Is this the instinct of the body?

His thin lips curled up slightly, and he stretched out his hand to pull Qiao Yimo back to the bed and trapped him in front of him, with a playful voice: "The reaction is very quick."

"Nonsense!" Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows lightly. "You can fall down and try."

Her body no longer needs to use her brain to remind, these are all muscle memories on her body. JrNovels.com