Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

  Chapter 100 I, I didn’t wash my feet

  At this time, it was during the rush hour, and the car stopped and drove for a long time, and it had not yet left the city.

   Joe was so anxious that he was sitting on pins and needles in the car.

  In fact, the cushion position where the big Boss fits into her back waist is too weird.

  Why does she lean directly into the arms of Big Boss with a light lean! ! !

  We don’t know, we don’t dare to ask.

  Qiao had no choice but to let the injured waist on the left rest lightly on the cushion, while the right half of the body was tight to bear the weight of her whole body.

  She only held it for a while, and then began to shiver physiologically. He Yunting thought she was in pain again. He stretched his hand through her belly, hugged her, and took the person into his arms.

   "It hurts again?"

  What can she say, saying that she dare not sit in the arms of Big Boss?

   "No, it's not."

  He Yunting frowned and looked at the cockpit, "Song Bai, go to the city."

  Qiao became stiff, and immediately refused, "No, Mr. He, no, I'm not going to the hospital."

  He Yunting looked at her without speaking.

  Qiao bowed his head with a guilty conscience, "I, I am afraid of hospitals and doctors. Special, special, afraid."

   "But you are shaking with pain." He Yunting's voice was deep.

   "No." Qiao quibbleed, "It's not painful, yes, it's too close to you. I am excited, and I can't help shaking with excitement."

  He Yunting: "……"

  The little liar is addicted to cheating.

  After a while, He Yunting compromised and ordered again, "Song Bai, go back to the villa."

  Song Bai: "..."

  ……嘤……I am too south!

  He Yunting lowered his head, and after carefully looking at Qiao back and forth, his big hand passed through her waist, carefully moved her into his arms, and adjusted the position of the cushion.

  In this way, Qiao Yi was basically dragged into his arms by He Yunting.

  But even so, she still feels uncomfortable, it seems, it is even more uncomfortable than before.

   And he was too close to the big Boss. If there was a seemingly insignificant woody scent on his body, he kept digging into her nose. It smelled good, but she was a little dizzy.

  Seeing that she was still suffering with a small face, "Does it still hurt?" He Yunting asked.

   "No, no, it's good, this is good."

  He Yunting's face sank, and looked down at her legs curled up by the door, "Shoes are off."

   "Huh?" Qiao Yi thought he had heard it wrong.

   "Take off your shoes, come up." He Yunting repeated.

  Qiao stayed for a while, looked at He Yunting blankly, blinked his eyes, and said honestly, "He, I, I didn't wash my feet."

  He Yunting: "……"

  Otherwise, throw her out of the car.

In the end, Joe was defeated under the cold eyes of the big boss, which was comparable to the Siberian cold air. He obediently took off her shoes and stepped on the car window. Her legs were too long, her waist hurt when she curled up, and she couldn't stretch out in the car. ...Step on the car window.

  When he took off his shoes, Joe stood up his nose and smelled it again, for fear that his feet would be stinky, which would damage the big boss and defile his car.

  Fortunately, her white tender feet are super strong, and there is no smell at all.

  Qiao Yi changed his sitting position, and his whole person was relieved, but He Yunting's face became darker and darker.

  Because, he was about to be squeezed onto the glass by Joe!

  He Yunting squeezed his eyebrows irritably.

what happened?

  It seems that since I met this Joe, many things have gone wrong.

  He will hold a man downstairs, and now he allows a man to squeeze himself!

  Also in the clubhouse, it was indeed because of the appearance of Qiao Yi that he did not get sick.

  It’s difficult, it’s like what Zhao Yi said, some things really exist, but is he just rejecting it...

  Hahahaha, this is a refreshing update~~~

  (End of this chapter)