The next day, Jian Luozhi woke up with a feeling as if he had been drinking a piece, and there was not a single part of his body that was not sore.

He sat up from the bed, the smooth silk quilt slipped off, revealing a thin and sturdy waist, and the smooth skin was full of heinous marks.

Jian Luozhi just lowered his head and glanced at it, his face changed, and it seemed that some fragments of yesterday's memories flashed through his mind.

The little girl whispered a lot of sweet words in his ear, coaxing him to kneel on the bed and groan shamelessly. Tethered to his wrist, and then held him tightly, there was no way to escape or even move, and he could only passively let the other party play with it.

Those low and ambiguous words were like the whispering of a demon, causing his already hot brain to fall into chaos and heat. It's 10,000 times too much to be marked in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office.

Until now, when Jian Luozhi looks back on it, he still can't believe that it was something he could do with his own words.

He seemed to have lost his soul and became a doll in Qiao Mo's palm, clinging to Qiao Mo's body and begging upside down.

The body melted completely, and the soul that was disturbed by Qiao Mo flew out of the sky.

The little girl seemed to let go of her hands and feet and finally got some kind of privilege. She practiced all kinds of whimsy on him, and even the well-informed Jian Luozhi couldn't bear losing his helmet. Abandon armor.

It was only at this time that Jian Luozhi finally realized that no matter how innocent and innocent he looked, he seemed to be an alpha with no half-attack, and he should not be underestimated when he released his nature.

Qiao Mo repays every inch he made in this relationship.

For a while, even the long-suffering shopping mall had the idea of ​​being deceived.

Jian Luozhi sat on the head of the bed in a daze. He lost the shrewdness and toughness he used to be in the mall in the past, and his messy upturned hair made him look soft and cute.

His movement disturbed the dazed Qiao Mo who was sleeping next to him. Qiao Mo half-squinted his eyes and touched him on the bed. After a while, he touched Jian Luozhi's chest, and then reached out and pulled Jian Luozhi into the bed. She murmured softly as if coquettish: "Baby, sleep for a while, I'm so tired."

Qiao Mo's words touched Jian Luozhi's nerve, and his ears burned red.

Why is Qiao Mo tired? It's not because he is so tired. Last night, the two of them just messed around. This morning Qiao Mo said this kind of thing. It seems that he has made a lot of... What does that look like.

The two of them had a very fierce fight yesterday, and they didn't have any strands on their bodies. Now he was pulled into the bed by Qiao Mo again, almost touching each other at zero distance, causing Jian Luozhi to move a little embarrassingly.

The two people have completely completed the complete marking yesterday. The taste of physical and mental fusion is incomparable to temporary marking. It was not until the moment of complete marking that Jian Luozhi understood what a soul union was. Engraved on the other person's body, as long as the slightest change in the details, it will affect the other person.

Jian Luozhi's movement caused Qiao Mo's body to become impetuous, and Qiao Mo finally opened his eyes and stared at him ignorantly: "Luo Luo, what are you doing, the medicinal properties have not been completely relieved? "

Qiao Mo turned over and pressed Jian Luozhi below.

The petite girl was not taller than him and slender than him, but she was extremely powerful, but she suppressed Jian Luozhi, making Jian Luozhi unable to move at all. Legs up.

"I'll show you."

Qiao Mo is like a serious and responsible doctor, lowering his head to examine the patient's injury.

Jian Luozhi involuntarily clenched the quilt, blushed and forced her legs together, and said in an embarrassed and low voice, "Go down."

Qiao Mo looked up at him hesitantly: "Luo Luo, don't bear it if you're uncomfortable. Are you injured? I'll buy you medicine."

Jian Luozhi didn't speak. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable. He was too comfortable yesterday, but how could he say such words.

Seeing that Qiao Mo had to look again, he could only whisper, "I'm fine, you go down."

"Is it really okay?"

Qiao Mo's expression was a little hesitant, she licked her lips, and her expression was serious and pure: "If it's still not good, I can continue to work hard, but forcing it to endure may hurt myself."

When Jian Luozhi heard that she asked whether she wanted to apply medicine or not, and whether she needed to continue to work hard, she guessed the other person's thoughts from Qiao Mo's pure expression. He sneered and slid off the bed. He put on his clothes simply and quickly, then glanced at Qiao Mo, and said lightly, "Don't even think about it."

Qiao Mo sighed, with a disappointed expression on his face, softly accusing him: "Mr. Jian, you have changed your mind."

Jane fell silent.

The aggrieved and lost Qiao Mo looked a little pitiful: "When we were in love, you kept saying that you would give yourself to me and want to be with me all the time, but now you cheated my body, but you refused to After recognizing the account, you turned cold on me when you got out of bed, Mr. Jian, I didn't expect you to be such a deceitful scumbag."

Jian Luozhi heard her soft accusation of grievance, and her eyes were moved.

Although he and Qiao Mo had gone through a lot, when he completely handed over his body to each other, the moment he woke up in bed, Jian Luozhi couldn't help thinking of many things he had seen before.

Somehow or not, he was thinking that ao's complete marking would have a greater impact on omega. He could no longer accept Qiao Mo's departure. After Qiao Mo had **** with him, would he feel that this relationship wasn't too big of a deal? Meaning, I feel that Jian Luo is nothing more than that, and then what will happen if his face changes.

This kind of thought has nothing to do with reason and emotion, but is buried in the shadow of many years of anxiety in Jian Luozhi's past life.

However, at this time, the two of them woke up and faced each other, one standing under the bed and the other sitting on the bed, the **** the bed still had clear eyes, softly accusing him of changing his mind and deceiving.

Such accusations made Jian Luozhi heave a sigh of relief, and gave him a subtle sense of control. This sense of control gave him a sense of security and made him feel that he would not be too passive in this relationship.

In a few short conversations, Jian Luozhi was already dressed, and he turned into a meticulous look again, with a black straight suit, cold metal cuffs, and a **** indifference when looking down at people. .

He turned the huge Chuangshi Group upside down, and after listening to the girl's complaint, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and looked at Qiao Mo coldly and seriously: "No."

Qiao Mo didn't listen to Jian Luozhi's words. After she complained, she raised her hand and covered her eyes: "Let me mourn my poor love first."

Jian Luozhi pursed his lips, realizing that he was too sensitive and hurt Qiao Mo, he apologized in his heart, and whispered: "No, I didn't lie to you, what I said is true."

This time when Qiao Mo heard it, she put down her hand and looked at Jian Luozhi without blinking: "Is what Mr. Jian said true?"

"real."

Qiao Mo pouted, "I don't believe it."

Jian Luozhi looked at her and heard Qiao Mo continue to say seriously, "Unless you come and tell me."

Jian Luozhi hesitated for a moment, then leaned slightly on the bed, then leaned slightly closer to Qiao Mo, he was about to say it again, but Qiao Mo suddenly reached out and grabbed his tie, bringing him to the bed, and then Before he could react, Qiao Mo had already bit his lip.

Jian Luozhi's eyes widened slightly, he couldn't believe that he was so deceived, but at this moment he couldn't think about anything in his mind, he could only let this hot kiss melt him like a flame.

He was lying on the bed, gasping for breath, but Qiao Mo had raised his hand to cover his eyes, and complained in a low voice: "Sweetheart, close your eyes, you look at me like this, as if I did something wrong. "

Jian Luozhi didn't want to speak, he was still surprised and depressed, but Qiao Mo had skillfully stirred up the warmth of his body, and then through the straight trousers...

After the pheromone exchange was over, Jian Luozhi had completely moved away from Qiao Mo, sat on the sofa farthest from the bed, and called Secretary Zhang to ask for clothes.

Qiao Mo licked her lips, the cat seemed to get out of the bed, she looked at Jian Luozhi, and smiled innocently and beautifully at Jian Luozhi: "Actually, I wanted to say it for a long time, Luo Luo looks really good in a suit. It's so beautiful."

So Jian Luozhi finally understood the truth that his suits were repeatedly scrapped.

Just when Jian Luozhi was hesitating whether to keep two more suits with him next time, Qiao Mo seemed to see his troubles, so he got close to him and mysteriously took out his phone to show him: "Actually, Lolo, if you don't want me to ruin your suit, I have a good idea. We can buy two special and convenient suits..."

Then Jian Luozhi saw the design on Qiao Mo's mobile phone, some kind of thin, transparent and stylish formal suit.

Jian Luozhi: "..."

He looked at Qiao Mo with a dark face and red ears, and said word by word, "Qiao Mo, don't go too far."

He stretched out his hand to delete the picture, but Qiao Mo was faster, hid his phone quickly, and acted coquettishly at him: "If you don't like it, forget it, we can look at other styles."

"Don't think about any style."

Jian Luo, who had just suffered a loss, sneered and completely cut off Qiao Mo's thoughts, but his heart was a little loose, if Qiao Mo wanted it... It seems that it is not impossible to try it secretly.

Just when the two were discussing privately, mainly because Qiao Mo unilaterally entangled Jian Luozhi, Secretary Zhang came over with his clothes, and at the same time Jian Luozhi heard the commotion outside.

He regained his usual indifference and looked at Secretary Zhang: "What happened?"

The smell of pheromones in the room did not make Secretary Zhang show his usual expression of being abused as a single dog, and his expression was a little anxious: "Mr. Jane, it is the second wife who has entangled the media and came to block the door, saying that you are a chaebol of Noda. The president of Omega, behaves indiscreetly in private, privately opens a room with a messy alpha, and the second wife wants to break the bank with you."