Chapter 228

Qiao bao'er didn't know what they were talking about in the study. It seemed that the matter was very urgent. From 8 a.m. to 12 noon, they also refused lunch. The door of the study was still closed. She spent a sleepy afternoon in the bedroom next door. Until 6 p.m., aunt Fang knocked on her door and asked her what she wanted for dinner. Standing at the door of the room, she was very sensitive to the sound of the doorknob turning on the other side of the study.

She walked towards the study, and Lu Qinan did come out.

Seeing this, aunt Fang went over and asked, "Master Lu, do you want to stay for dinner?"

"No, let's go first."

Lu Qinan returned very succinctly. He took several document bags in his right hand, and his steps were in a hurry. When he passed Qiao Baoer, he just glanced at her and didn't say a word.

Qiao bao'er watched him go down the stairs and leave. He frowned and felt that Lu Qinan had something urgent to do. He seemed to be nervous.

"Pay attention to rest..."

Pei Haoran's voice came from the study, which should have been said to Jun Zhimu. She was stunned for a moment. Her right hand pushed the door of the study wide open and walked quickly.

Is preparing to come out with Pei Haoran a face to face, almost hit.

Pei Haoran saw that she looked a little anxious and gave her a gentle smile. "Please help us keep an eye on Zhimu. If you have any problems, please let us know immediately."

Qiao bao'er listened to him, but didn't understand.

Pei Haoran didn't say anything more to her, as if he was as usual. His face was flat, and he passed her directly, adding in a low voice, "accompany him."

With your shepherd?

Does he need company?

She always felt a little unusual. She turned to see that Pei Haoran also strode to leave directly.

Feeling a little heavy, he turned and walked towards the study, looking at the man on the other side of the desk, still looking down at the heavy paper.

"Pei Haoran just said..." Qiao bao'er's words stopped for a moment, struggling for a while, and simply asked him, "are you feeling sick?"

"Nothing."

He knew that she had come in, and without looking up, he returned two words.

Qiao bao'er felt that he was very perfunctory, and immediately he was a little annoyed. "You are not a child. If you feel uncomfortable, you go to see a doctor. It worries people all day long!"

Maybe it was this "worry" that touched his mood. Jun Zhimu pushed the document to the side of the table and looked up at her for a long time.

"I want you to promise me something, Joe." His voice sounds a little hoarse and serious.

His tone is too solemn, Qiao Baoer suddenly nervous up, mouth some stuttering, "dry, why?"

"Promise me, you can't run around, you can't leave your home."

"Why?"

He had said this before, and he had to emphasize it once more. Qiao bao'er looked at him suspiciously.

"It's dangerous outside."

Listening to his simple and insincere explanation, she raised her voice to refute him, "what's the danger, and I'm not one of those weak women, I can protect myself."

As if her answer made him very dissatisfied, Jun Zhimu calm face, suddenly stood up, his tall and upright figure compared with her body, a little more heavy and domineering.

His attitude is very strong, cold voice to her angry roar, "Qiao Baoer, you'd better not make trouble with me, otherwise I send someone to ban you, you can't step out of the bedroom!"

Qiao Baoer's anger went up in an instant, asshole! He has a bad temper. He wants others to listen to him all day long!

She strode forward, clapped her hands on the desk and told him angrily, "I'm going to run. Can you send someone to watch me?"

One table apart, the two faced each other.

Junzhimu looked at her in a rebellious manner, and suddenly his head became more blunt and painful. Qiao bao'er's face was tight. He had nothing to talk about with the smelly man. He turned around and left without seeing him.

"... don't go."

As soon as I turned around, I heard him squeeze out two words. His voice was low, dry and dumb. It was very awkward.

In fact, Qiao bao'er has always been very distressed about his high load work. Maybe too many things have happened recently, and his heart has softened for a moment.

"I see."

She answered stiffly, and reluctantly took it as a promise, not to make him angry.

She murmured, "it's unreasonable."

"Remember what you promised."

Junzhimu saw her approaching him, and his cold face eased a little, but he was still reminding her.

"Junzhimu, do you know your bad temper is really difficult to get along with? You are autocratic, do you know?"

Qiao bao'er was very angry. Looking at his tired face, his face became darker. He grabbed his arm and dragged it out of the study, accusing him.

Junzhimu's eyes glanced at her, dragging herself, and letting her complain. On the contrary, she seemed to be in a better mood.

"You must remember that I'm more at ease." Probably really tired, backhand will hold her in his arms, heavy brain pressure against her shoulder, lips in her ear again remind.

Junzhimu's chin was scum on her neck, which made her itch. Qiao bao'er gave him a gloomy glance.

Finally, junzhimu was dragged into the next bedroom by her, and the smelly man sat on the big bed. "Junzhimu, when did you become so nagging? And, look at your scum, you have become so sloppy."

Jun Zhimu felt the scum from his jaw and frowned. He was really uncomfortable. There are too many things to be bothered these days.

He sat on the bed, but Qiao bao'er put his hands on his shoulders and stood in front of him. It was probably the height difference that gave her the confidence. At this time, she looked at the man's face with a bad look. It was obvious that he was too tired to stay up late. With these scum, he was really haggard. The more Qiao bao'er looked at him, the more annoyed he was.

She snorted angrily, "you have become a sloppy uncle in just a few days."

"Do you dislike me?"

Junzhimu saw that she was staring at herself, and her mood suddenly became a little delicate.

Qiao bao'er listened to him and glared at him, "who dares to dislike your uncle!"

"Joe, who dares?"

He looked back at her directly and said this to provoke her, but he wanted to laugh.

Qiao bao'er is guilty and cheeky. Looking at his thin lips rising slightly, he is so tired that he is still in the mood to tease her.

She simply also sat beside the bed, stretched out her hand to his forehead naturally, "junzhimu, do you confess to leniency, have you got a fever?"

"Forget it, I'll get the thermometer... You sit there and don't move, or you'll lie in bed. Anyway, you're not allowed to move about!"

Without waiting for him to speak, Qiao bao'er went to the bed, opened the second drawer under the cabinet, and skillfully took out the commonly used medicine box to look for the thermometer.

Jun Zhimu looked at the woman over there. Her head was still dull. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh. It was tolerable.

Suddenly he thought of a confused thing in his mind. Qiao bao'er was more and more fierce. He remembered that she had just married. At that time, he was timid. Why did she become like this.

Jun Zhimu frowned and thought about it very seriously. Unfortunately, it didn't work.