C20 Each Has Their Own Merits

It was hard to get into the inner room, and it looked like a long, tired European staircase.

Qiao Luo really wanted to say, "Can you let me go now?

But he did not dare. It was not easy for him to coax the man back. At this time, he was afraid that there would be more problems.

Forget it. A knife on the head of the word 'endure'. He could endure it.

At this moment, Ms Lee, who was beside him, opened her mouth.

"Young Master, how about putting down Young Madam? This staircase is not easy to walk on. I'm afraid... The rest of the words were blocked by Lu Jingshen's unhappy look.

Sure enough, it was fortunate that he did not speak. Qiao Luo rejoiced.

Look at Lu Jingshen, this proud man. You dare to say such words. Clearly, you are questioning his ability, aren't you?

Lu Jingshen felt the same way. My ability is so strong. How can this kind of stairs be difficult for me? What a joke!

Ms Lee (silently wiping her cold sweat and bowing) "Yes, yes, yes. Young Master, you are the strongest. No one is stronger than you.

You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense.

If he could easily carry Qiao Luo up to the second floor without changing his hands or frowning, Lu Jingshen's strength could be imagined. How could he allow others to question him?

Sure enough, those who had the ability were awesome.

"Alright, alright, you can put it down."

As soon as he entered the house, Qiao Luo was in a hurry to be put down. He had been in the air for too long and was not at ease. After all, this was the first time he had been carried by a man. Cough, cough, he emphasized again that it was a princess hug.

The man was a little unhappy when he heard that. He did not want to be carried by him so much. He frowned and looked at him. He did not say anything and still put him down.

As if he felt the sudden cool down of the atmosphere, Qiao Luo quickly explained what he just said.

"Ahem, what I mean is, you carried me for so long. It's so tiring early in the morning. Since it's time to put me down, you should rest."

The man's expression softened a lot when he heard that. However, he suddenly frowned and stared at Qiao Luo's handsome face thoughtfully. "Beloved, we've done things that take more effort than this. Why didn't you feel sorry for me?"

Qiao Luo's face turned red with a swoosh.

"MMP, don't think that I don't know what you are talking about. Do you dare to be a little embarrassed and say all this in front of me?

However, this woke up the drowsy Qiao Luo.

This morning, Qiao Luo woke up very early. In fact, he hadn't woken up at all. He had been woken up by the alarm clock all of a sudden. If it wasn't to prevent Lu Jingshen from leaving again, he wouldn't have set such an early alarm to stop him.

Sigh, this stupid alarm clock made him and the "deity" lose their precious opportunity to talk. Every time it came, it was accurate, and he couldn't control it at all.

Pffft, he wished he could spit out a mouthful of blood.

Qiao Luo sighed in his heart. This alarm clock was really not a good thing. It had messed with his student days and still had to torture him for the rest of his life.

Seeing Qiao Luo stretching and obviously not in a good mood, Lu Jingshen knew that he had not rested well.

So Lu Jingshen said to him, "Since you are already back, I will accompany you to rest for a while longer. You are pregnant, so you should pay more attention to rest. Don't set such an early alarm in the future." (Qiao Luo: It's all for you.)

Lu Jingshen instantly returned to his elegant and gentlemanly appearance. He looked completely different from when he was talking to the hooligans in a serious manner. However, it was obvious that these two styles had their own merits and were not bad.