Put down the spoon, he brought the bowl to Qiao Luo.

He whispered, "A little hot, slow down."

Qiao Luo nodded lightly, and his light swept across the wine glass on the table and hesitated, "That..."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows lightly and leaned his ears closer to her, "Hmm?"

Qiao Luo pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and he swallowed it back when he reached his lips, "It's nothing."

Long Beijue curled his lips and smiled, "Eat it, it will be cold later."

Qiao Luo nodded and picked up the spoon to drink the soup.

"It's rare, Beijue knows how considerate people." The second aunt, who was sitting next to the table, joked.

Yu Feifei laughed and said, "Second Aunt, Second Uncle is very considerate of you."

The second aunt blushed and reached out and tapped her forehead lightly, "What are you talking about, little girl?"

Another burst of laughter sounded.

"Hahaha."

The joyful atmosphere makes people feel relaxed.

Qiao Luo looked at the smiling faces around him and couldn't help but recall the memories of Fengyun City in the past.

I remember when she was young, she played like Feifei, and the teacher's wife and the others always spoiled her.

It’s just that time has changed everything and destroyed everything.

Qiao Luo lowered his eyebrows and looked away the faint sadness in his eyes.

I wonder how my teacher’s wife is doing and whether she is doing well?

Suddenly, a warm feeling covered the back of her hand.

Qiao Luo came to her senses and looked down at the man's slender and jade-like big hands were in her sight.

The magnetic voice was deliberately lowered, and only the two of them could hear it, "Unhappy?"

Qiao Luo's cold eyes were slightly dark, and a warm current passed through his heart.

He always easily understood her emotions, and she could hardly hide secrets in front of him.

She whispered, "No."

Long Beijue frowned, and Yu Guang swept over the others on the table, and said in a faint voice, "You guys continue eating, I'll go outside to answer a call."

After saying that, Qiao Luo had not yet reacted, he pulled him up.

"Bijue, why are you pulling Qiao Luo to answer the phone?" the little aunt joked, "Are you still afraid that we will bully your girlfriend?"

Hearing this, the others looked at Long Beijue, their eyes full of cramped smiles.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows and curled a slight smile on the corner of his lips, "That's not necessarily the case, what if you drink her?"

Everyone looked at each other and was amused.

"Listen, I'll know how to protect my wife so soon." The young uncle teased.

Everyone laughed at each other, "Hahaha."

Qiao Luo's cheeks were slightly hot, and a hint of scarlet color was dyed.

Her wrist moved slightly, and the big hand holding her tightened even more, and the strong force could not be broken free.

Regardless of the sarcastic look of everyone, Long Beijue pulled Qiao Luo and walked straight out.

The moonlight was melting, stretching out the figures of the two.

A faint fragrance of flowers filled the air, and Qiao Luo looked at the man who suddenly stopped, "What are you taking me here for?"

Long Beijue reached out to stroke her slightly messy long hair, and made a light voice, "Is there too many people? Are you not used to it?"

Was he too anxious? He was so immersed in the atmosphere of so many people at once, and was she unable to adapt to it for the moment?

When he touched the care in his eyes, Qiao Luo was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

The faint smile marks are fleeting in the blink of an eye, and it is difficult to detect without looking carefully.

"You brought me out because of this?"

Long Beijue moved his fingertips down and stroked her cheeks, "If you are unhappy, we can go back to the apartment first."

Qiao Luo raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "Today is your grandfather's birthday. The meal has not been finished yet. Wouldn't it be very rude if we leave?"

"Grandpa has many people to accompany him to have dinner, and it's okay to lack any of me."

Long Beijue reached out to wrap his hand around her waist, and her figure reflected in his eyes, "You only have me, I don't want you to force me."

Qiao Luo's heart moved and he stared at the person in front of him quietly. The sound of the wind around seemed to disappear in an instant.

She seemed to lose, to this man named Long Beijue.

In a moment, she pulled her lips and slowly raised her hand, and her slightly cool fingertips touched his eyebrows.

She called his name softly, "Long Beijue."

Unexplained her behavior, Long Beijue wondered, "Hmm?"

As her eyes met, she said in a faint tone, "I think the three-month bet can be invalidated."

Thinking that she was going to reject him like last time, Long Beijue's face darkened.

He grabbed her hand and tightened his hand that was holding her waist a little, "Qiao Luo, you regret it again."

The tone of complaint was a bit aggrieved.

Qiao Luo laughed in his heart, knowing that he must have misunderstood her words.

However, she didn't mean to explain it to him.

He used to tease her on purpose, but now it's her turn to win a game.

She pretended to be serious, "Long Beijue, listen to me..."

"I don't listen." Long Beijue interrupted directly, for fear of hearing what he didn't want to hear from her mouth, "You promised me the three-month bet, you can't just go back on your word."

Qiao Luo held back his laughter, "But I think..."

"I don't want you to think." Long Beijue interrupted her again, "You can't regret it anyway."

Qiao Luo pursed his lips, smiled back, and said in a gentle tone, "But I want to regret it now."

Long Beijue's face turned dark and he was jealous, "Is it because of Lan Xi?"

I met Lan Xi a few days ago, and she now made a three-month bet. Did she refuse Lan Xi because of her?

Qiao Luo's eyes twitched, his imagination was too clear.

What he thought about was that he could think of the third senior brother.

She said helplessly, "Long Beijue, it's my business with you now, it has nothing to do with others."

He was angry and became even more jealous, "Are you talking for him, are you protecting him?"

Qiao Luo smiled angrily, "Long Beijue, can you stop being jealous?"

Long Beijue looked cold and said, "No."

His wife is almost gone, let alone being jealous, he has the desire to slaughter people.

Qiao Luo chuckled, with a smile on his eyes, "That's it. Since you don't want to become a regular person, I won't force you."

Long Beijue was stunned, his clearly contoured face revealed a rare dullness.

He asked slowly, "What did you say just now?"

Qiao Luo continued to tease him, and his voice was cold, "Since you insisted on the three-month bet, then wait for your boyfriend's status."

Before he finished speaking, a surprise light burst out from Long Beijue's eyes and his face warmed up.

He suppressed his excitement, "Did you promise to be with me?"

Qiao Luo nodded lightly.

Happiness came a little suddenly, Long Beijue felt a little unreal, and confirmed again, "Did you really agree to be with me?"

Qiao Luo gave him a blank look and smiled from the corner of his lips, "Long Beijue, you are so long-winded."

After the words came to her, she held her hands around her waist and raised them up.

With her toes off the ground, everything around her flashed before her eyes.
Chapter completed!