Long Beijue picked up the hair dryer and pressed the button, and the "whimper" sounded wildly.

Adjusting the temperature, he reached out to brush her long hair, and his slender fingers were passing through her hair.

A gentle warm wind lingered on his head, Qiao Luo's eyes were raised lightly, and the corners of the man's raised lips came into his eyes.

A little gentle smile, charming and dangerous.

No wonder so many celebrities and daughters are eyeing him. This face is enough to make many people crazy.

She moved her gaze without a trace, her limbs were stiff, and she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Seeing her helplessness, Long Beijue smiled in silence and took the initiative to raise the topic, "When will you go back to Xiyun Pavilion?"

It's quite far from the city, and I've wasted my time on the road.

Qiao Luo said, "It depends on your mood."

"I'll take you around tomorrow?"

Qiao Luo raised his head and asked honestly, "Are you idle?"

In the alliance, plus a Long family, shouldn’t he have a lot of things to be busy with?

Long Beijue nodded, "I've been idle lately."

He has to concentrate on chasing his wife, nothing else matters.

"The rumors outside, is it okay in the league?"

"Are you considering me?"

Qiao Luo staggered his eyes, "When I didn't ask."

Long Beijue laughed. His children looked cold and strong, but in fact they became shy when they teased.

"Rumors stop at the wise, and it is their business if others like to think."

Qiao Luo's eyes flashed slightly, but he was very heartless.

Next, neither of them spoke, only the sound of a hair dryer.

After blowing the hair dryer, Long Beijue put down the hair dryer and reached out to grab a comb.

"I'll do it myself." Qiao Luo habitually wanted to refuse.

Long Beijue avoided her hand, walked around behind her, pressed her shoulder, "Sit down, don't move."

He held the comb and slowly combed her slightly messy long hair.

Long hair like a waterfall is very soft and it will be fine after combed for a few strokes.

"Okay." Long Beijue put down his comb and smiled satisfied with the corner of his lips.

Qiao Luo stood up, hesitated, and asked, "...what do you want to eat?"

A hint of joy flashed through Long Beijue's eyes, and a smile pressed on the corner of his lips, "The noodles you cooked for me for the first time."

Qiao Luo turned around and walked out, Long Beijue sorted out the hair dryer and towel, and followed him out.

On the way to the kitchen, he kept reminding him, "Don't put coriander."

Qiao Luo pursed his lips and nodded, feeling very careless, and didn't know if he could listen.

She cooked noodles, and Long Beijue was not idle either, and stood by and studied.

It seemed like he could do it. When the noodles were almost cooked, he had already forgotten the previous steps.

Qiao Luosheng came forward and Yu Guang glanced at the man standing aside, "Help me throw these vegetables and leaves in the yard."

Long Beijue looked at the basket's vegetable leaves in confusion, "What are you doing?"

She said, "For chickens."

Long Beijue nodded, picked up the vegetable basket and walked out.

As soon as he left, Qiao Luo immediately took out the coriander from the refrigerator, took it under the faucet and rinsed it, then selected several sections and put it into two bowls of noodles.

The problem of picky food is that you can't be used to it.

She brought the noodles to the table and just sat down when Long Beijue came back.

Seeing the green leaves in the bowl, Long Beijue's eyes were frozen.

Why is it coriander again?

He glanced downwards and looked at the woman eating noodles with depression.

"Didn't you promise not to put coriander?"

"Is there any?" Qiao Luo pretended to be confused, "forgot."

Long Beijue had no choice but to pull away the chair and sit down, reach out to pick up the chopsticks.

As soon as he approached the bowl, the cilantro smell was too strong, and he turned pale.

As strange as ever, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to pick out the coriander in front of her?

Seeing him slow to move his chopsticks and staring at the coriander with a deep grudge, Qiao Luo couldn't help laughing and reached out to pick up the coriander from his bowl.

"Is it okay now?"

Long Beijue breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the chopsticks and started to move.

Qiao Luo was full after eating half a bowl, and put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

In contrast, Long Beijue had eaten up all the bowl. He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Luo's bowl, "Don't eat it?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, "I'm full."

Upon hearing this, Long Beijue reached out to grab her bowl, picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat.

"Wait." Qiao Luo was stunned and stopped him, "That's what I've eaten."

Long Beijue laughed, "I know."

Qiao Luo, “…”

I know he still eats it, don’t he have a cleanliness obsession?

"It doesn't matter what you eat." As he said that, he picked up the noodles and continued to eat them.

Qiao Luo was stunned and couldn't recover for a moment.

Is he really Long Beijue?

...

After observing in the hospital for two days, he learned that as long as he rested, Mr. Han couldn't stay.

After completing the discharge procedures, I went home to rest.

"It's better to be at home." Mr. Han sighed while lying on his bed.

"The smell of disinfectant in the hospital is so bad."

Seeing the old man's complexion became much rosy, Han Ru was very happy from the bottom of her heart, "Dad, the doctor said that you should take a good rest when you come home, so you have to be more careful."

"Don't worry, I know." Old Master Han waved his hand and told her not to nag.

He was still waiting to hug his great-grandson, but he had to regret his life.

"Dad, Mr. Su is here to visit you." Yu Xu pushed the door and followed Mr. Su behind him.

The waist was sprained, and Mr. Han didn't dare to move at will, so he turned his head carefully, "Old Su, why are you free to come today?"

How could he have time to come to him for these two things in the alliance?

Mr. Su said laughingly and cryingly, "Don't mention it, you didn't go to the league today and missed a good show."

Yu Xu brought a chair, "Old Su, please sit down."

"Dad, let's go out first. You can talk and call me if you have something to do." Han Ru walked to Yu Xu and said softly.

Mr. Han nodded, and Yu Xu and his wife walked out of the room and closed the door.

Mr. Su leaned back and adjusted his comfortable position to sit on the sofa chair.

He said slowly, "Beijue did not attend the meeting this afternoon, but instead went to the alliance in person."

"What does it mean?" Old Master Han's heart skipped a beat.

"What else can it mean? Beijue found out about the things that the old guys in the alliance did." Old Master Su sneered.

"The delusion of undermining Beijue's power in the alliance, and their little thoughts would have fooled people."

Mr. Han frowned, "Did Beijue do something?"

"Yue Yue went to the league and said that Beijue was going to take a vacation. He didn't care about all the affairs of the league during this period, so he told them not to bother him and to cause any trouble that would make them bear the consequences."

When the group of people heard Yue Yi's words, their faces were so bad that Old Master Su couldn't help laughing.

"You didn't see how bad their faces were. If you ask me, they just asked for trouble."

I don’t think about who the league has today’s glory. I really don’t know what it means.

Mr. Han smiled, "It's time for those people to wake up."
Chapter completed!