Chapter: 52

Leng Juan's mouth was lazily hooked, and those phoenix eyes hooked people, "If you call you and won't answer, do you want me to visit my father-in-law in advance?"

Qiao Yimo glanced at the phone, and accidentally turned it off.

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law? Master Leng is sure to make a joke."

The man leaned against the window, pursing his thin lips and smiling.

Every time he looked cold and tired, Qiao Yimo would look at his eyes unconsciously, as if he was hooked in.

Qiao Yimo was a little uncomfortable to meet the tired eyes. She quickly looked away and coughed slightly, "What are you looking for?"

"Today I heard that you had a dispute with others at Longyue Hotel, worried that you were being bullied."

With that, he quietly stepped forward.

Just kidding, when was she Qiao Yimo being bullied...

Wait, how does he know what happened to her in the hotel, is this man stalking her?

"How do you know that happened to me today...?"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Yimo raised his eyes to look cold and tired.

He found that Lengjuan had bent over and approached her, and squinted his eyes.

"You are hurt?"

"No!" Qiao Yimo almost took off.

"I smell the smell of blood!"

Qiao Yimo: "..."

Is this man a dog?

Leng Juan knew her erratic eyes, and he smiled, "I smell too much blood, so I'm very sensitive!"

When the man said this, Qiao Yimo didn't know what to say for a while.

She didn't pretend anymore, her hand was covering her belly, her delicate little face wrinkled together.

"Can you go?" Qiao Yimo said lowly.

"good."

There was almost no hesitation.

I don't know why, Qiao Yimo's heart is a little disappointed by the cold and tired answer.

Only a few seconds later, the man’s sexy bass sounded again, "I'll find you something to eat."

Qiao Yimo: "..."

She responded casually, and Leng Tiong had already left.

The whole person is groggy and uncomfortable.

Not long after, Qiao Yimo smelled a familiar breath. She opened her eyes and saw the coldness of going out and returning for a while.

"what?"

I saw Leng Tiong's slender hands gently covering her flat abdomen.

"good!"

It turned out to be a warm bag. At this time, she also didn't have the energy to think about how cold and tired there would be a warm baby.

The cold belly was covered by the warm palms, and the eyelids slowly couldn't hold it anymore.

When I woke up from this sleep, the sky was gray and gray. Qiao Yimo rubbed his eyes. He slept too well yesterday, and it has been a long time since he slept so soundly.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a note on the bedside table.

The above reminds: wake up and remember to drink!

She saw brown sugar water and white porridge on the table, as well as the temperature, which should have been put down soon.

Qiao Yimo felt weird.

After drinking the porridge, she felt that her whole body had recovered.

Qiao Yimo stretched out, "swish", and the window suddenly made a noise.

A ghostly man...

Leng Jian walked to Qiao Yimo. Qiao Yimo was about to speak, and his hand fell on her cool forehead first.

For a moment, all the words were stuck in the throat, and the whole body's attention was concentrated on the warm hand.

"What are you touching?"

The expression on Leng Jue's face was serious and serious, "Your little face is very red!"

"Oh" Qiao Yimo slapped his hand uncomfortably.

Leng Jujian raised her eyebrows lightly, her thin lips suddenly approached her ears, her voice low and sexy, "You didn't have this attitude last night."

"Huh!" Qiao Yimo's ears to neck are red!

"Huh? Let me see if it's hot again?" He narrowed his phoenix eyes, squatting, and touching his forehead with his lips, "Why is it hot again!"

Qiao Yimo patted his face blankly, "Hot!"

Leng tired: "..." JrNovels.com