Chapter: 63

Leng Juan's phoenix eyes looked at Qiao Yimo affectionately, with a smile but a smile, "It turns out that Yimo cares about me so much..."

Qiao Yimo was stunned, deliberately averted his gaze, looked away, and snorted coldly, "Then don't come to me, my consultation fee is very high."

"I'll give you as much as you want." The man's sexy voice lingered in Qiao Yimo's ear.

Qiao Yimo raised his eyes, pushed his chest, angrily said, "Be serious."

As soon as her words fell, a grunting voice rang.

Leng Juo was stunned, then chuckled lightly, "Hungry?"

"Hungry!" She pitifully said with eyes like elk.

However, the tired hand was injured, she couldn't ask him to make braised eggplant.

"Forget it, I'm cutting vegetables, and you are cooking with your other hand!"

Leng Juan said with a light smile, "I thought you would cook it for me."

"Okay, you have nine lives and I will cook them for you."

In addition to being able to get things done by boiling medicine, Qiao Yimo's cooking is dark cooking.

Leng's has a lot of fresh dishes, and all of them happen to be what she wants to eat.

She washed the vegetables, and came to the hands of the cold and tired.

"Master Tired..." Leng's subordinates returned.


"Take it to my study," said coldly.

"Yes!"

Qiao Yimo glanced at what important information should be.

Inadvertently, she hissed, only to realize that she had accidentally opened a hole while cutting vegetables. Genius remembers for a second

I really can't do two things!

She was trying to find a band-aid, but her wrist was held.

In the next second, Qiao Yimo's bleeding fingers were gently held by Leng Tiong.

Qiao Yimo: "..."

She didn't react for a while, and Leng Tiong sucked her finger, with a strange feeling...

After the reaction, he wanted to withdraw his hand, and at the moment when he withdrew it, the tip of his tongue still licked quietly.

Damn it!

The man raised his eyes, Feng Miao's brows and eyes slightly raised, "Okay."

Qiao Yimo wanted to curse, "Why are you doing this?"

"Subconsciously."

He pursed his lips and chuckled, "Does it still hurt? Do you want to stop containing it?"

Qiao Yimo gave a dry cough and pushed him away, "Hurry up and cook, it's burnt."

The roots of her ears turned a little red, and looked at her fingers, after thinking about it, she still hugged it gently.

Leng Juan just turned around and saw this scene.

His gloomy eyes couldn't help but heavier, and his Adam's apple rolled down unconsciously...

Qiao Yimo just thought he was strange, as if he had been electrocuted.

So she wanted to try if she could hold her back.

As a result, I was a little disappointed, I didn't feel it.

When Qiao Yimo raised his eyes, Leng Tiong had already shifted his eyes.

"Alright? I'm so hungry."

"Well, it's coming soon!"

Sure enough, within five minutes, the dish was done cold and tired.

Only when the dishes were on the table, Qiao Yimo saw the man's face turning suspiciously flush, and couldn't help asking, "Are you hot?"

"Yeah." The man's voice was a little hoarse, and it overflowed slightly from his throat.

"But there is clearly an air conditioner here!"


Leng Tiong was silent at this time, and he was eating with his head down, as if he was suppressing something.

Seeing Leng Tiong, Qiao Yimo hadn't spoken for a long time, so he lowered his head to eat.

Sure enough, her favorite braised eggplant was the best.

The second day.

Shengxing College.

Take math class as usual, but this time there is a special class.

Liu Ziang came to Class A, and there was no immediate lesson.

His eyes fell on Qiao Yimo and Qiao Anchu, "Two Qiao students, for this math competition, can I arrange your group of exercises?"

Qiao Yimo was sleeping and was immediately awakened by Liu Ziang's words, "No!"

As soon as Qiao Yimo's words fell, the students in the class were very surprised.

"Qiao Yimo, why don't you go with Qiao Anchu!"

"Are you afraid that Qiao Anchu's limelight will overwhelm you!"

"Do you think An Chu wants to be with you? I really overestimated myself!"

Qiao Anchu was also irritated by Qiao Yimo's three words at first, but when she saw her classmates stand up to speak for herself, she didn't care that much.

"I mean, I don't need to practice." Qiao Yimo raised his eyes lightly and said slowly. JrNovels.com