Chapter: 688
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Days are fast.
It was the night of the 28th in a blink of an eye.
Cold house.
Around six in the evening.
The man at the table was handsome and handsome, with a well-tailored suit lining his slender figure. He condensed the air-conditioning all over his body. At this moment, he looked elegant and elegant, and the moment he put the knife and fork in his hand, he made a crisp sound.
He took the restaurant paper and pressed his mouth lightly, raising his eyes slowly and said: "Didn't the old lady say that he came back the night before the banquet? Why didn't you see her?"
The servant standing aside respectfully said: "Mrs. Leng said that she will be waiting for you and Ms. Qiao directly at the banquet on the day, and will not stay overnight in the Lengzhai tonight."
The original banquet venue was originally set in the cold house, but there will be a lot of people coming to the banquet tomorrow, so the location was changed.
Leng Jiong didn't speak, but just nodded.
"By the way, the clothing design department of the company has already driven out the clothes according to Ms. Qiao's original manuscript. You can try to fit them later."
Qiao Yimo raised her beautiful eyes, then nodded and said, "Thank you."
Go back to the bedroom after eating.
Qiao Yimo tried tomorrow's dress on, and the result was obvious, and it naturally fitted.
She looked in the mirror, then slowly took off her clothes.
At this point, the hot water in the bathroom is ready.
The girl walked into the bathtub and lay down, gently closing her eyes.
At the same time, the man in the opposite room was very tortured.
Just fantasizing about her wearing that cheongsam dress is enough to be sultry. Now that the person is opposite, he simply doesn't even want to do it for the gentleman on the surface.
Not long after, the man turned and opened the door.
Without hesitation, he left the master bedroom and walked to Qiao Yimo's room. There was silence for a few seconds before finally unscrewing the handle.
With the opening of the door, the fragrance of the shower gel came out, elegant and not strong, with a touch of milky scent in it.
Leng Tien's black eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled lightly.
He didn't do anything, unbuttoned his shirt, and instead lay halfway on the bed, sultry and sexy.
Hearing the faint sound of the door being opened, Qiao Yimo quickly wrapped the towel around and walked out of the bathroom vigilantly.
"You..." Qiao Yimo's eyelashes quivered slightly, and he was slightly irritated by the man's appearance. "What are you doing?"
Leng Juo raised her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her. Her slightly curly hair fell on both sides, and the ticking drops of water fell on the floor.
The man was ruined for a while, his Adam's apple rolled gently, "I..."
Qiao Yimo paid attention to his unruly eyes, and then tightened the towel, and his small ears suddenly appeared pink.
"You go out first." Her voice at the moment was already cold and cold, but she appeared to be shy and shy.
"Momo." Leng tired staring at the girl, as if Laiding must stay here today, and his tone became pitiful, "Do you know what day is today?"
"I want you to be the first to wish me a happy birthday."
Qiao Yimo's fingertips trembled, and he didn't say anything to drive him out. Instead, he handed the towel to the man and said in a commanding tone: "Then you help me wipe my hair."
Hearing this, his tired eyes were happy, and he took the towel and hugged her in his arms.
After a while.
The light in the bedroom slowly dimmed.
Qiao Yimo was lying on the bed, with a cold, tired body temperature beside him.
Qiao Yimo's eyes fell on the man's eyebrows.
Late at night, the phone jingled, suggesting that twelve o'clock had come. JrNovels.com
Days are fast.
It was the night of the 28th in a blink of an eye.
Cold house.
Around six in the evening.
The man at the table was handsome and handsome, with a well-tailored suit lining his slender figure. He condensed the air-conditioning all over his body. At this moment, he looked elegant and elegant, and the moment he put the knife and fork in his hand, he made a crisp sound.
He took the restaurant paper and pressed his mouth lightly, raising his eyes slowly and said: "Didn't the old lady say that he came back the night before the banquet? Why didn't you see her?"
The servant standing aside respectfully said: "Mrs. Leng said that she will be waiting for you and Ms. Qiao directly at the banquet on the day, and will not stay overnight in the Lengzhai tonight."
The original banquet venue was originally set in the cold house, but there will be a lot of people coming to the banquet tomorrow, so the location was changed.
Leng Jiong didn't speak, but just nodded.
"By the way, the clothing design department of the company has already driven out the clothes according to Ms. Qiao's original manuscript. You can try to fit them later."
Qiao Yimo raised her beautiful eyes, then nodded and said, "Thank you."
Go back to the bedroom after eating.
Qiao Yimo tried tomorrow's dress on, and the result was obvious, and it naturally fitted.
She looked in the mirror, then slowly took off her clothes.
At this point, the hot water in the bathroom is ready.
The girl walked into the bathtub and lay down, gently closing her eyes.
At the same time, the man in the opposite room was very tortured.
Just fantasizing about her wearing that cheongsam dress is enough to be sultry. Now that the person is opposite, he simply doesn't even want to do it for the gentleman on the surface.
Not long after, the man turned and opened the door.
Without hesitation, he left the master bedroom and walked to Qiao Yimo's room. There was silence for a few seconds before finally unscrewing the handle.
With the opening of the door, the fragrance of the shower gel came out, elegant and not strong, with a touch of milky scent in it.
Leng Tien's black eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled lightly.
He didn't do anything, unbuttoned his shirt, and instead lay halfway on the bed, sultry and sexy.
Hearing the faint sound of the door being opened, Qiao Yimo quickly wrapped the towel around and walked out of the bathroom vigilantly.
"You..." Qiao Yimo's eyelashes quivered slightly, and he was slightly irritated by the man's appearance. "What are you doing?"
Leng Juo raised her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her. Her slightly curly hair fell on both sides, and the ticking drops of water fell on the floor.
The man was ruined for a while, his Adam's apple rolled gently, "I..."
Qiao Yimo paid attention to his unruly eyes, and then tightened the towel, and his small ears suddenly appeared pink.
"You go out first." Her voice at the moment was already cold and cold, but she appeared to be shy and shy.
"Momo." Leng tired staring at the girl, as if Laiding must stay here today, and his tone became pitiful, "Do you know what day is today?"
"I want you to be the first to wish me a happy birthday."
Qiao Yimo's fingertips trembled, and he didn't say anything to drive him out. Instead, he handed the towel to the man and said in a commanding tone: "Then you help me wipe my hair."
Hearing this, his tired eyes were happy, and he took the towel and hugged her in his arms.
After a while.
The light in the bedroom slowly dimmed.
Qiao Yimo was lying on the bed, with a cold, tired body temperature beside him.
Qiao Yimo's eyes fell on the man's eyebrows.
Late at night, the phone jingled, suggesting that twelve o'clock had come. JrNovels.com
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