The next day.

In the early morning, the wind blows and the mist dissipates.

A ray of golden light slipped into the house, shattering the mottled light and shadows.

The veil was blowing in the wind, and the figures snuggled on the bed appeared and disappeared.

A trace of coolness brushed across his cheeks, and Qiao Luo woke up from his sleepy sleepy eyes glowed with confusion.

"woke up?"

A low and hoarse voice came from above the head, and Qiao Luo froze all over.

He raised his head and the man's delicate face was close at hand.

Four eyes are opposite.

The shock on her face was captured by the man, and a graceful smile appeared on the corners of her thin lips.

"morning."

Qiao Luo felt his head explode, his face changed slightly, and he got up in panic.

She found her voice back and was slightly angry, "Long Beijue, why are you in my bed?"

Shouldn't he be on the sofa in the outhouse? How could he be here?

Long Beijue plunged his hands behind his head and looked at her calmly, "You forgot that you pulled me up."

She pulled him up?

Qiao Luo was stunned, his eyes were frozen, and he tried hard to recall what happened last night.

She seemed to have some beer last night, and then...

hiss.

She raised her hand and kneaded her forehead, and the memory was broken.

The man's joking voice came from the opposite side, "I can't remember it, do you need me to recall it for you?"

Qiao Luo looked up at him, his eyes full of doubts.

Long Beijue smiled calmly and spoke slowly. "You got drunk last night and then said you wanted to go to the mountain to see the stars."

After saying that, Qiao Luo instantly felt a sense of picture in his mind.

“…”

She actually did such a thing?

He continued, "Then you start to pull me, pull me and hold me, and insist on holding me..."

Qiao Luo's face turned hot and he couldn't listen anymore, "Shut up."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a hint of a hint of smile.

"Boss Qiao is shy?"

Qiao Luo bit his lower lip lightly, and a trace of discomfort flashed in his eyes, "Long Beijue, don't talk nonsense here. Do you think I will believe what you said?"

Long Beijue smiled and sat up slowly.

Qiao Luo looked at him vigilantly, and his limbs shrank quietly.

The subtle little movements could not escape his keen insight. Long Beijue chuckled, "Does it depend on the evidence?"

Qiao Luo was slightly stunned.

The next moment, Long Beijue raised his hand and pulled off his sleeve, and Qiao Luo looked at him inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, his words made her completely uneasy, "This tooth mark is yours."

Qiao Luo's face changed slightly, and he looked at his shoulders in a daze, with deep teeth marks and bruises.

Did she bite it?

Before she could come back to her senses, the man suddenly bent close to her, and the handsome face with clear outlines occupied her sight.

"I'm so frivolous, should Boss Qiao take responsibility? Huh?" He supported his hands on her side, his eyebrows and eyes soaked with a gentle smile.

Qiao Luo spoke without saying a word and retreated reflexively.

When her back hit the wall, she looked back and saw that there was no way out.

There is a wolf in front and a wall behind.

God wants to destroy her.

Otherwise, I'd better not admit it.

Making up her mind, she raised her head and became confident again. She reached out and pushed Long Beijue away, with a tense face, "I don't even remember what you said. Who knows if what you said is true."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "If you take advantage of it, you plan to refuse to admit it?"

"Anyway, I don't remember anything, I won't believe anything you say." Qiao Luo said tricked.

"Start up."

She lifted the quilt and hurried to leave.

Unexpectedly, her wrist was grabbed, and she looked back at the man, frowned, "Let go."

Long Beijue stared at her, and a terrifying smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "What are you doing if you haven't finished reading the evidence yet?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Luo's heart skipped a beat and he had an ominous premonition.

Any evidence?

"Actually, you kissed me last night." Long Beijue pointed at his lips and said word by word.

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Luo suddenly widened his eyes.

She kissed him?

What an international joke?

A group of grass and mud horses whizzed by in their hearts, Qiao Luo could not calm down.

She reached out and took up the pillow and slapped Long Beijue twice.

She said crazy, "Long Beijue, you liar, I won't believe your nonsense, a big liar."

The soft pillow hit her body, without any pain or itch. Long Beijue looked up and saw her blushing face, and almost couldn't hold back her smile.

"You try talking nonsense."

He threw the pillow on him, Qiao Luo jumped out of the bed, didn't wear slippers, and ran out in a hurry.

"Hahaha."

Long Beijue looked at her fleeing back, and his low laughter came from the heart.

He sat up with the pillow in his arms, smiling and feeling so good.

His kid is shy.

When I ran to the yard, a cold wind blew.

Qiao Luo was wearing short-sleeved shirts and couldn't help but shivering, and his hot cheeks gradually faded.

She patted her head in annoyance, saying that alcohol is really harmful.

“Isn’t it cold to stand outside?”

The man's voice chased after him, Qiao Luo turned around, and the man had already walked in front of her.

Her eyes changed and she was slightly surprised when she saw her slippers in her hand.

During this period, Long Beijue stopped and bent down to put his slippers in front of her.

"The floor is cold, put on your shoes."

Qiao Luo came to his senses, avoided his sight, put on his slippers, and walked back into the house quickly.

As she walked, the cold wind raised her long hair and her crimson ears were exposed to the air.

Seeing this scene, Long Beijue curled his lips and smiled, turned around and followed.

The two of them washed up one after another. When Long Beijue came out of the bathroom, Qiao Luo was not seen in the room.

The tip of the nose moved slightly, and a faint fragrance wafted.

It is the aroma of coffee beans.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked out with brisk steps.

When he found the kitchen, Qiao Luo was already sitting at the table and drinking coffee.

Long Beijue pulled open the chair and sat down, reached out and picked up the cup, and took a sip of coffee.

The atmosphere was so quiet that it was a bit weird.

Long Beijue opened the topic, "I helped you get the jade from the last time at the Jade Conference. I will leave it with me. Why don't you go there to get it today?"
To be continued...