He walked closer, but unexpectedly woke her up.

Just listening to the footsteps, Qiao Luo knew that he was here with his eyes closed.

"Why are you here again?"

Long Beijue curled his thin lips and sat down beside the bed, reaching out to grab her into his arms.

Her slender fingertips gently shaved the tip of her nose, and her voice was low, "Little one, it's time to get up."

Qiao Luo frowned, pulled the quilt and covered his face, muttering softly, "You should sleep until you wake up naturally in winter, do you understand?"

What fallacy?

Long Beijue chuckled, reached out and pulled the quilt away, Qiao Luo stared at him sleepily, "Long Beijue, what do you want to do?"

Still letting you sleep?

"Isn't Xiyun Pavilion going to start construction today? I'll take you there and go to the company by the way." He said.

Qiao Luo struggled to get back into bed, "No, I'll go again in the afternoon."

He might as well say that he would just ask her to go to the office to accompany him, and he would find so many reasons.

Long Beijue laughed and dug her out of the bed, and picked her up.

Suddenly, Qiao Luo came out of the quilt, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, shivering from the cold.

She reached out to grab his collar, "It's so cold, Long Beijue, you're looking for a beating."

"Be good, I'll buy you something delicious later." Long Beijue walked away from his daily life and hugged her to the bathroom.

After pulling a short stool, Long Beijue asked her to stand on it, took a towel, turned on the faucet, and twisted the hot water.

"Long Beijue, you dare to disturb me tomorrow. I will really kill you." Qiao Luo said with half-squinted eyes and gritted his teeth.

Long Beijue smiled and took a towel to wipe her face.

After wiping it twice, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

The cheek on the left side was covered with blue and purple, reflecting the cold white complexion, which was very eye-catching.

Long Beijue paused and frowned slightly.

this……

It doesn't look like it's allergic.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Luo asked in response to his strange eyes.

Could it be...

A light flashed in Long Beijue's mind, and the eyes that looked at her suddenly became deeper.

He put down the towel and thrust closer, "Did you hide something from me, huh?"

It seems that his kid has more secrets than he thought.

The warm breath sprayed on his face, and Qiao Luo was stunned, "What?"

Long Beijue curled his lips and gently stroked her cheeks with his fingertips. The smile at the corner of his lips became meaningful, "Your face..."

Her face?

Qiao Luo's heart skipped a beat and thought to himself that something was wrong.

She jumped off the stool, grabbed Long Beijue's arm, and pushed him out.

"You go out first."

"hehe."

A low and dumb laughter overflowed from the man's throat and echoed in the bathroom.

Long Beijuehuan withdrew his hand around her waist, and Qiao Luo staggered and crashed into his arms.

"Is it too late to rush me now, huh?"

No wonder she wrapped herself in Xiyun Pavilion that time, and she said it was a new trend. It seems that this is the reason.

Qiao Luo's eyes twitched faintly, and he said in his heart that he was unlucky.

So many things happened this time, and she forgot that the layer of things on her face had expired, and she was still caught by him.

He is definitely her nemesis.

If she wants to say it’s allergic, can he believe it?

Long Beijue held back his laughter, poked her on the cheek, teasing her, "Why don't you talk?"

Qiao Luo patted his hand away, raised his head, and his translucent amber eyes reflected his figure, "What are you laughing at? Is it funny?"

Seeing her righteous look, Long Beijue suppressed his smile and turned his face straight.

He asked her, “Is this serious enough?”

Qiao Luo, “…”

"Now I think I feel like I'm at a disadvantage. I don't even know what my wife looks like."

The words were filled with a sour smell.

If she left him and ran away one day, he would have nowhere to look for her.

Qiao Luo sneered, "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly. Who is your wife?"

Long Beijue narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a little bit of ruffianism appeared in the corners of his eyes, "We kissed, hugged, and slept..."

"Shut up." Qiao Luo covered his mouth so that he would not continue to type in those amazing words.

"Long Beijue, can you still be more rogue?"

Long Beijue's eyebrows and eyes were covered with smiles, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Yes."

The thin lips opened and closed, and the warm breath sprayed on her palm.

Qiao Luo was stunned. The next moment, his palm itched slightly, as if a current rushed through, feeling numb.

As if she was burned, she quickly withdrew her hand and looked at the man with disbelief.

"Long Beijue, you are poisonous."

He actually licked her hand, and children didn't do such a child.

Long Beijue's eyes were slightly raised, "Is there any poison? Do you want to try again?"

He lowered his head and approached, and Qiao Luo quickly leaned back.

I'm really afraid of him.

Long Beijue stared at her face with a heavy gaze, "Can you let me see what my wife looks like now?"

He kept calling his wife, and Qiao Luo heard it in a mess.

He gave him a blank look and Qiao Luo walked back to the bathroom.

A trace of curiosity flashed in Long Beijue's eyes, and he followed him with a step forward.

Qiao Luo looked in the glasses, the disguise on his face lost its effect and began to change color when exposed to water.

Facing those deep black eyes, she felt a little nervous.

She took a washbasin to collect water, then took out a small blue porcelain bottle from the drawer beside her.

Long Beijue could vaguely smell a faint fragrance as the colorless potion drips into the water.

Qiao Luo put down the porcelain bottle, bent down, and pierced face down into the water.

Time passed quietly, and bathed in the light, the water in the basin turned lilac at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Long Beijue's eyes flashed slightly, and a rare surprise appeared on his face.

Qiao Luo reached out to tug the towel, and as soon as he raised his head, he quickly covered his head with a towel.

She pinched the ends of the towel to cover her face, revealing only her clear eyes.

His cute appearance made Long Beijue laugh.

Awkward kid.

He stepped forward and covered her big, slender hand with jade, "What kind of disguise is this? It's so effective?"

If he hadn't discovered it by accident today, he wouldn't have seen any flaws at all.

Qiao Luo tightened the towel, his eyes flashed, and he was a little embarrassed inexplicably.

Long Beijue laughed and teased her on purpose, "Will Boss Qiao still be nervous?"

Qiao Luo glared at him, and rigorously pulled off the towel.

Without any obstruction, his exquisite appearance broke into Long Beijue's sight.

Her skin was cold and white, as thin as a cream, her eyes were filled with bright light, and she took off her disguise, and her facial features looked even more delicate, and her pen was less than hers.

Long Beijue's eyes became darker and a little stunning appeared in his eyes.

The scorching eyes were extremely penetrating, and Qiao Luo's ears were slightly red.

She reached out and pushed him out, urging, "I've seen it, you can go out."

After the words were finished, his wrist was held and then pulled into the man's warm arms.

Long Beijue lowered his head and his thin lips pressed against the tip of her ears, his voice slightly hoarse, "It's very good."
Chapter completed!