The conference room returned to quiet again, and Yunde looked at the empty seats around him and his mood fell to the bottom.

...

In the evening, the lights are on.

After reading the plan for a day, the third sister beat her sore neck, "Don't you really go and eat with me?"

Qiao Luo packed up the documents and stuffed them into his backpack, "One other day."

My third sister was about to say something when a wind chime sounded at the door.

She turned her head and saw the man's tall figure suddenly descending at the door.

The black and white casual clothes still have the cool and noble temperament I remember.

She smelled the sour smell of love, and a joking smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "So someone came to pick her up."

When faced with the sarcasm in her eyes, Qiao Luo smiled openly.

The third sister shook her head funny. Sure enough, people who are nourished by love are different.

"Since someone has come to pick you up, I'll leave first."

As she said that, she nodded at Long Beijue and then slowly left.

She doesn't act as a light bulb and doesn't want to be fed dog food.

Qiao Luo put down his backpack and turned around and crashed into the man's arms.

With powerful arms around her waist, Qiao Luo bent his lips.

I haven't seen him all day long, and Long Beijue hugged the person in his arms, feeling that the empty position in his heart was finally filled.

"Do you miss me?"

The low magnetic sound lingers in my ears, making people feel itchy.

Qiao Luo looked up at him, and a smile flashed through his eyes, "I want to."

The straightforward answer made Long Beijue stunned, and he reached out to her forehead.

Qiao Luo smiled angrily and patted his hand away, "Long Beijue, what do you mean?"

It seems that I can't be used to it.

Long Beijue's thin lips curled gently, and his heart felt as if it was filled with honey, sweet.

Her fingertips rubbed her lips, "When did your mouth become so sweet? Could it be that it was a disaster?"

Qiao Luo gave him a blank look, raised his hand and pushed him away, saying disgusted, "Stay away from me, stay wherever you are cool."

Long Beijue grabbed her arm, pressed her little head with the other hand, lowered his head and kissed the soft red lips.

After a long time, Qiao Luo opened his eyes, his cheeks flushed, and his breath was resting in his arms in disorder.

"My fault, I apologize." Long Beijue raised his hand and touched her head, and whispered, "I bought you a roast chicken leg and it's in the car."

To provoke his children, it is more effective than anything else to coax them with food.

Qiao Luo slanted him, "I want to coax me with a roasted chicken leg?"

Is she worth a roast chicken leg?

He teased her, "Those two?"

Qiao Luo didn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Let's go." Long Beijue picked up his backpack and took the key to the store.

"I'll do it."

Qiao Luo smiled silently and put his hands back in his pocket to keep warm.

After closing the power switch in the store, the two of them walked out.

Qiao Luo followed aside and watched Long Beijue lock the door.

Looking around, her family closed the entire street so early.

She couldn't help laughing, and Long Beijue held her hand, "What are you smirking, I'm going home."

When he got into the car, the cold wind was blocked, and Qiao Luo rubbed his palms.

"Do you still go to the league tomorrow?"

Long Beijue nodded and reached out to pull the seat belt to help her tie it.

"At the end of the year, there are many things."

As he said that, he withdrew his hand and stole a fragrance on her lips.

Qiao Luo was amused and reminded, "This is outside."

"So what?" Long Beijue raised his lips, his pride, "legal."

Qiao Luo reached out and patted his arm, and smiled and said, "Drive you."

Long Beijue sat up straight, fastened his seat belt, and then started the car and left.

On the way, Qiao Luo couldn't help but feel hungry, so he still attacked the roasted chicken legs.

The delicious meat has a hint of spicy flavor, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.

She narrowed her eyes contentedly, "It's delicious."

Tear off a piece of chicken and handed it to Long Beijue's mouth, "Try it."

Long Beijue opened his mouth and ate it. When he met her inquiring eyes, he raised his lips and smiled, "Not bad."

What she feeds, even the coriander is delicious.

Qiao Luo chuckled, and glanced at the signal light in front of him and reminded, "The light is green."

Long Beijue looked forward and started the car and left.

...

Fengyun City.

At night, Nanliu Villa was covered with a layer of mist, and it was a bit cold in the haze.

The laughter of the past is no longer the quietness of the villa.

Liu Yiman looked at the man eating opposite him, with no joy on his face.

I don’t know what kind of wind it was today, but he suddenly remembered that she had dinner with her.

She had given up on him. Whether he would accompany her to have dinner with her or not was anything else to her.

If she could, she would rather eat alone than eat with him.

"Oman, you are your favorite braised pork ribs, eat more."

Liu Yiman looked at the extra ribs in the bowl with expressionless expression, and had no idea of ​​changing his chopsticks at all.

Seeing this, Ren Nan was not discouraged and continued, "Oman, you have a good mood these two days. How about finding time in the past two days? I'll take you out for a walk?"

Liu Yiman lowered her head, still unmoved.

After being shook his face again and again, Ren Nan's face was slightly dark.

He put down his chopsticks and was about to speak when a figure broke in from outside, "Master."

It seems that he prefers bamboo green color, and the jacket on men is also this color.

Ren Nan was in a state of anger, and when he caught someone, he took the opportunity to attack him, "What kind of despicable things are there?"

Mingyuan glanced at Liu Yiman and knew that he was not the time to come now.

He accepted his fate and listened to the training, "Sorry, Master, I will pay attention next time."

Looking at his respectful look, Ren Nan's face warmed up a little, "What's the matter with me?"

Mingyuan took out a purple-gold invitation from his pocket and presented it with both hands, "This is an invitation letter from the alliance to come to the annual meeting."

Ren Nan frowned, why did the alliance's annual meeting be ahead of schedule this year?

He reached out to take it and opened it to see that just like last year, the organizer was still Long Beijue.

"Oh."

The cold laughter was a bit contemptuous.

The huge alliance actually gave a young boy the final say, and it was time for those old guys to give way.

Mingyuan asked, "Master, do you want to go to this annual meeting?"

The league also sent an invitation last year, but because of some things, they did not attend.

Ren Nan cried and closed the invitation, "Of course we have to go, and the invitations are delivered to our door. Of course we have to give face."

"I heard that Long Beijue locked Yunde's wife and daughter in the alliance's dungeon for Qiao Luo." Mingyuandao.

"According to this level, Long Beijue is likely to bring Qiao Luo to the annual meeting together."

On the side, Liu Yiman's eyes trembled slightly, and his hands placed on his knees couldn't help but curl up.

Will Qiao Luo appear at the annual meeting?

Ren Nan casually put the invitation on the table, looked at Liu Yiman sideways, and asked in a warm voice, "Oman, do you want to go to Huacheng?"

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly ask her for her opinion, and Liu Yiman looked surprised.

After going to Huacheng, maybe she will have the chance to see Qiao Luo, so she can't sit here and wait for death.
Chapter completed!