Qiao Yimo put the piece of meat into his mouth and said indifferently: "Oh, nothing is wrong now."
"Um?"
The man put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at her.
Qiao Yimo took a bite of the green vegetables, chewed and said, "Where is the master Lengda? Tell me."
She wanted to know, he checked the progress of that matter.
The man picked up the chopsticks and continued to put the vegetables into her bowl. He said, "I found it out, but it will take some time to uproot it."
Qiao Yimo didn't think that the matter had progressed so quickly, she put down the dishes and looked at the thick dark circles under his eyes, "Don't be tired, take your time."
The man stretched out her little hand and said with a smile: "It's all worth it."
For her, everything is worth it.
Looking at her slender and white fingers, it seems that something is missing.
After life and death, he felt that he could not lose her even more.
Perhaps, after this matter is over, he can give her a lifetime promise.
That is, will she accept it?
The man chuckled unconsciously, not to mention how spoiled he was.
Qiao Yimo's little finger was itchy, she pulled it out quickly, and yawned in embarrassment.
Phoenix eyes immediately became drowsy.
"Hey, go take a shower first, and sleep later."
Qiao Yimo nodded, then left the dining table and walked directly to the second floor.
Because I was too sleepy, there was no water in the bathtub, but I wanted to take a shower and sleep.
But when she had only the last underwear left in her clothes, the bathroom door suddenly opened.
Qiao Yimo raised his eyes sleepily, but he didn't react for a while, only to see the man naked, topless, and his suit pants soaked in water stains, just walked over.
She was a little confused, "I still haven't finished washing..."
The man raised his hand to turn off the water, picked her up in the next second, and chuckled lightly, "I will wash it later anyway."
Qiao Yimo: "..."
She was carried out of the bathroom by the man, with nothing on her body except for a final cover.
"Sleepy." Qiao Yimo rubbed his eyes, obviously not wanting to entangle him.
But the man was still unmoved. He hugged her directly on the sink and leaned over to give a hot and eager kiss to the corner of her lips.
full of pathos.
She felt that her lungs were about to be sucked away by the man.
It's been so urgent for a long time, Qiao Yimo couldn't help it, and patted him on the shoulder, "Chill, go back to the bedroom."
He leaned over and kissed her eyes, deep and hoarse, "No, I can't wait."
Qiao Yimo stepped back, holding the man's handsome face in both hands, and retorted: "Just a few steps, as for?"
She is now on the sink, which is ice and hard, so she can't be comfortable.
"You count the time, how long has it been since the last time I ate you? Momo, I am a man." The man grinded his teeth and bit her cold earlobe as if he was accusing, "I wear thin pajamas and hug me every day. Sleep, not an invitation in disguise?"
Does she know how attractive she was when she held him to talk love or dream talk.
He can bear it until now, it is already the limit.
"Invite a fart." Qiao Yimo rolled his eyes silently, "It's up to me to do what you want."
Facing the girl's accusation, the man chuckled and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I think, do you agree?"
Qiao Yimo didn't speak, and couldn't help but stretch out his feet and kick him in the chest.
The fair-skinned ankles slid on the man, and if he was not doing something that should be done, he would not be a man anymore.
He reached out and grabbed her little feet, pulled him down, couldn't help but mutter, "Momo..."
Seeing the man so urgent, Qiao Yimo snorted softly, "cold and tired."
"I don't like this name." Leng tired his hands and pinched the tenderness of her waist. "Change the name."
Qiao Yimo: "..." JrNovels.com