The Apple of the Ruthless CEO’s Eye: My Sweet Wife Is so Adorable

When Qiao Mu turned on the phone in the room, he saw a missed call from Li Yan. It may be that she didn't hear it when she was on the bus.

I wanted to call back, but when I heard a voice downstairs, I put my mobile phone away, thinking about calling Li Yan back when I was done.

The purpose of her coming back today is to discuss with her dad about joining Qiao’s internship during the summer vacation, and to prepare for her application for exchange students next semester.

However, Qiao Mu never expected that as soon as she left the room, Li Yan, a big living person, would stand opposite her, shocked that her mouth opened unconsciously, and stayed there for several seconds without responding.

The man's sharp eyes hit Qiao Mu's body, his expression faint, but his eyes were the danger that Qiao Mu was familiar with.

After opening his mouth, he asked in a daze, "Uncle, why are you... here?"

"You can be here, but I can't?" A light word came out of the man.

"..." This is her home, and she couldn't be more normal here.

Li Yan stepped forward nonchalantly, approaching Qiaomu a little bit, and Qiaomu stepped back subconsciously. From her perspective, she could see the servants downstairs moving, but they couldn't see their position downstairs.

However, this is Qiao's family. What is he doing so blatantly?

Qiao Mu couldn't help getting nervous, and swallowed, "Uncle, don't get close, if you have something to say!"

"Why didn't you answer my phone? Did I say that I shouldn't be able to contact me?" Li Yan forced Qiao Mu to the wall, pressing one hand against the wall behind her, his black eyes staring at her.

"Well, the phone is in the bag, I didn't hear it."

It was true that she didn't hear it, but she saw the missed call, but of course she couldn't admit that she didn't respond to the missed call immediately.

"Oh, is it so?"

Li Yan's tone was lazy, and he glanced at Qiao Mu's trouser pocket. Qiao Mu looked down and saw the phone popping out of his pocket, wishing to bite off his tongue.

He smiled embarrassingly, "Uncle, that, the phone is in my pocket, I forgot, when did you call me, I really didn't mean to not answer your call."

"Little thing, keep your cell phone in your body. You did it, but you just ignored my call. You said, should I'reward' you?"

At this moment, the man has leaned down and approached, his face pressed against her little by little, less than five centimeters away from her.

Qiao Mu held her breath. If she had to deal with it in normal times, she would have passed, but now it is at Qiao's house, and people come when they come. This kind of nervous atmosphere made her not mind to deal with this man.

Qiao Mu grabbed the corner of his clothes and stared at him pitifully, "Uncle, if you have something to say, can we not say it here?"

"What are you doing so nervously? This is your home, what can I do to you?"

"..." Is she scared just because this is her home?

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps sounded and he was approaching the corner a little bit. Qiao Mu's eyes widened, before he had time to think, he pushed Li Yan away, turned and fled to his room.

She wanted to shut Li Yan outside the door, but this man stood right behind him and stood at the door of the room, asking her to shut it down!

At this time, Qiao Ya's voice sounded from the corner: "Uncle, are you there?"

Before he could push him away, he could only drag the man into her boudoir and quickly put it on the door.

call!

so close!