After an accidental flash marriage, the mysterious boss is addicted to his wife

Qiao Jing stood in front of the bathroom mirror, her face flushed abnormally.

It looked like she was looking into the mirror, but her eyes were wandering and not focused.

He raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, feeling a tingling sensation.

His eyes flickered slightly.

The scene that just ended came to mind.

She knew she couldn't defeat Huo Yuchuan, so she glared at him and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yuchuan grabbed her and pinched her waist. Without any warning, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Her mind went blank due to this operation.

Huo Yuchuan looked at Qiao Jing's slightly dull expression and smiled. He put his hand on Qiao Jing's cheek and gently rubbed her temple.

He leaned forward again, his lips pressed against her earlobe and whispered, "See you in the evening, little nephew!"

After saying that, he let her go and walked away.

She was left alone.

Qiao Jing came back to his senses and found that he was still thinking about that scene. He pursed his lips and moved his fingers angrily through the still flowing water.

"My dear little ancestor, are you okay? You have been here for 10 minutes and your stomach is not good?"

There was a knock at the door, and He Yanqing's feeble voice came.

Qiao Jing took a breath, suppressed his random thoughts, raised his hand and turned off the faucet, looked at himself in the mirror again, straightened his clothes, put away the cosmetic bag on the table, nodded with satisfaction, and faced the door.

"coming."

Opening the door, He Yanqing squinted his eyes and yawned lazily, "You still know that when you come out, they are all waiting..."

Before He Yanqing finished speaking, she looked up and saw Qiao Jing standing in front of her, and she immediately retracted her yawn in the middle of her mouth.

He put his hand down with a shocked look on his face, and it took him a few seconds to find his voice.

Pointing inside, he looked at Qiao Jing again.

He spoke with difficulty, "You only went in for 10 minutes...and then changed your head?"

His mouth was open and his eyes were full of disbelief.

If Qiao Jing's voice and clothes hadn't changed, she would have wondered who the person in front of her was!
Because the face of Qiao Jing standing in front of her clearly looked like that of a handsome boy.

Full of heroic spirit, not at all feminine.Qiao Jing's original appearance is completely invisible.

"Is this what you said there is a way to do? Aren't you wearing someone else's skin?"

He Yanqing was not stupid. He quickly remembered what Qiao Jing said, but he was still shocked.

"..."

Qiao Jing glanced at her, "I just thought you were complimenting me."

However, He Yanqing quickly frowned, "But it's still easy to be exposed if you open your mouth."

Qiao Jing was quite satisfied when he saw He Yanqing's reaction. When he heard her worry, he smiled carelessly, tilted his head, coughed slightly, and lowered his throat.

"what about now?"

"Fuck!" He Yanqing's eyes widened and he took a breath of cold air, "You say it again? Did I hallucinate?"

This is completely the tone of a boy!There is no sense of dissonance.

"It seems to work well?"

Qiao Jing was quite satisfied with He Yanqing's reaction.

He Yanqing put her hand on her chest, feeling a little dizzy. She was shocked just now, but now she is frightened.

"You've always been a cross-dresser, right? In fact, your real gender is a boy!"

Qiao Jing was silent for a moment, and for the first time he doubted her way of looking at people.

He silently glanced at He Yanqing and walked away directly.

"Hey! Are you serious?"

He Yanqing quickly followed.

"You shouldn't be called Bingsha." Qiao Jing said expressionlessly.

"Then what should I be called?"

Qiao Jing suddenly stopped and smiled, "You should be called idiot."

He Yanqing: "..."