After I was reborn, I married my ex’s sickly uncle.

Chapter 12 Nephew’s money-worshiping ex-girlfriend

"..." Bao Jingchuan played with her fingers and said nothing, with an inscrutable look on his face.

Qiao Luo felt itchy when his fingers pinched her.

His hands were so beautiful that her heart beat wildly and she even had a physical reaction of drooling.

There is no way, who said she is a real hand control.

Her heartbeat drove her to action, and she became bolder for no reason, and began to squeeze back lovingly.

Bao Jingchuan was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, the shot that he had been thinking about appeared again.

[Task reward: Congratulations on completing the hidden task that made Qiao Luo take the initiative to pinch his hand. The reward is 20 health points. The current health value is 43. 】

"..." Bao Jingchuan stared at her white little fingers, lost in thought.

Qiao Luo glanced at Bao Jingchuan, feeling a little uneasy in her heart. She thought about it and wanted to pull her hand away, but he grabbed it, and the hot temperature spread from her palms to her limbs.

"Why did he suddenly stop talking again? It's so scary!"

Suddenly, two magpies of different sizes flew over chirping.

The scared butterflies in the flowers spread their wings and flew high, and the originally quiet garden suddenly became lively.

The next second, the two magpies landed on the flowering vines. The big magpie shook its head and tail and screamed, not forgetting to comb its shiny feathers, staring at the big round eyes, and nuzzling the little magpie as if to please.

The little magpie turned its head proudly, and the big magpie jumped over and continued to nuzzle like a rogue.

After repeating this several times, the little magpie lost her arrogance and squinted her eyes to let the big magpie comb her feathers.

Qiao Luo felt relieved and looked at the two magpies flirting with each other with a smile.

……

At the entrance of the attic stairs, Fang Youheng, who had just knelt for two hours, was about to go to the bathroom to solve the problem, but was surprised to find that his seriously ill uncle was watching the scene with a woman in the garden.

What's even more amazing is that the woman's back looks somewhat familiar.

Fang Youheng sneered and shook his head, "This is my home. How can that delicate and pretentious woman be here?"

Fang Youheng raised his feet to leave, when he saw Uncle Liang walking towards him with refreshments.

"Master Sun, your dinner has been prepared. Should it be brought to your room or to the restaurant?"

"Send it to me in the house!" Fang Youheng glanced at the exquisite refreshments, pointed at the man and woman on the swing, and asked in a strange way: "My uncle has a girlfriend?"

"Yes!" Uncle Liang's eyes turned red with excitement, "Miss Qiao is a noble person calculated by the master. Not long after the master sent her to the young master's ward, the young master miraculously woke up."

Fang Youheng frowned, "Miss Qiao?" Is it such a coincidence?

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the swing turned around, and when he saw the person's profile, a trace of surprise flashed in Fang Youheng's eyes, followed by endless anger.

damn it!

It was her!

Fang Youheng was about to go to the garden when he saw Bao Jingchuan gently arranging the messy hair on Qiao Luo's forehead.

In this scene, there are handsome men and beautiful women, and the time has passed peacefully, but it is very dazzling.

Fang Youheng gritted his teeth, thinking about Bao Jingchuan's fragile body, and strode back to his bedroom.

Uncle Liang felt that Fang Youheng was a little strange. He glanced at the tea in his hand and walked straight to the garden without thinking too much.

……

The sky is getting dark and the night is falling.

Qiao Luo virtuously brought Bao Jingchuan's food to his room.

After waiting for him to finish his meal, he talked with him for a while, and then turned and left.

In the corridor, Qiao Luo walked to his room calmly.

Suddenly, there was a strong force coming from behind her.

In a panic, she was violently thrown to the pillar at the corner.

"Hiss! It hurts!" Qiao Luo frowned angrily, slowly raised his head and looked at the real murderer in front of him.

Fang Youheng looked at her condescendingly and said through gritted teeth: "Qiao Luo, you are really haunted!"

Qiao Luo's heart skipped a beat, and she forced herself to calm down, looking firmly at the angry Fang Youheng.

"Fang Youheng, please let me go."

As he spoke, Qiao Luo violently shook his big hands on his shoulders.

Fang Youheng sneered, "Qiao Luo, can you show some respect? Before, I confessed my love to Weiwei on Weibo the day before, and you immediately sent a congratulations status the next day."

Qiao Luo frowned, "Fang Youheng, believe it or not, my congratulations have nothing to do with you!"

The original owner posted "congratulations" on Weibo because the old artist she admired for her virtues and talents was blessed with a great-grandson. Unexpectedly, she happened to run into a hot search for her ex-girlfriend who was picked up by the paparazzi the next day.

The time was just right, so Ning Ruoxue's die-hard fans scolded the original owner on the Internet for the excessive heat in the tea.

Fang Youheng didn't believe it at all, "Don't make excuses in front of me, it's useless!"

"..." Qiao Luo gave him a blank stare, believe it or not.

Fang Youheng was furious, "Qiao Luo, you are such a cruel femme fatale! You clearly knew that Weiwei's seafood allergy was serious, and you deliberately added abalone juice to her thermos cup. Don't you know that she would probably die from this!" "

Qiao Luo was angry, "Fang Youheng, why are you so crazy in the middle of the night! I just cooperated with the investigation and went to the police station to give a statement. The police are still investigating the origin of the abalone juice. Why do you insist that the murderer is me!"

"At the time of the incident, you two were the only ones in the dressing room. The murderer was not you, who else could it be! Let me tell you, this matter is not over, and I will definitely make you pay the price!"

Qiao Luo laughed in anger at Fang Youheng's seriousness, "If I am guilty, please let the law punish me! Now, please show your respect, otherwise, I will call you indecent."

Fang Youheng clasped her shoulders hard until her face showed pain, and she felt a little more comfortable.

"Qiao Luo, you are such a cruel woman! Why, you found that you couldn't reach me at all, so you turned around to seduce my dying uncle, right?"

Qiao Luo tried his best but couldn't open the big hand on his shoulder. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he stepped on his foot hard to force him to let go.

"Fang Youheng, I am your uncle's girlfriend now, that is, your elder! Can you have some consciousness like a junior!"

Fang Youheng became furious, held her neck directly, and said harshly: "Elder? A woman like you who will do anything for fame, what qualifications do you have to be someone else's elder! Even if you say it, it's not disgusting!"

Qiao Luo was forced to raise his head and wanted to kill him with his eyes, "I was invited by your grandfather! If you really can't stand me, then go to your grandfather to argue! I'm helpless What kind of man are you if you act cruelly in front of a weak woman with strong strength?"

The way she argued so confidently made Fang Youheng want to tear her hypocritical face to pieces.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that stormy night.

He secretly learned cooking skills for a long time and finally made a decent meal!