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We can have a wedding tomorrow as long as you agree

[Don’t talk nonsense. Senior Jing Xing likes Huang Qian. I will no longer be as stupid as I did when I was a student.]

As if he was afraid of Bo Jingxing's misunderstanding, Gu Jin'er's message appeared in the chat group again: [Robbery is a very serious matter. If any of you were, I would spare no effort to help!]

Such a speech caused a laughing response in the group: [School Beauty is mighty!]

Bo Jingxing looked back at the room where Qin Yiren was. He clicked on the screen with his slender fingers and sent a message to Gu Jin'er alone: ​​[Thank you, I really have something to trouble you.]

Gu Jin'er sent a smile and agreed: [Okay, I'll go see you now?]

Bo Jingxing frowned and replied in thought: [It is not convenient now. If you are convenient tonight, let's make an appointment to meet?]

He wanted to test Gu Jin'er. The best time was to meet in private and try every means to make Gu Jin'er let go of her guard.

What's more, Qin Yiren suffered such an accident. Now is the time to comfort her. Even if he saw that Gu Jin'er's purpose was not simple, he had no time to waste it on her.

Gu Jin'er sent a smile again, becoming more and more understanding: [I understand that Huang Qian was frightened and needs comfort now. It just so happened that my parents were not at home on business trips in the past few days. Can you come to my house to sit there?

]

After saying this, Gu Jiner added as if she was explaining: [Because it may be relatively late, I am a girl and don’t really want to go out alone.]

Such a statement is natural, especially Bo Jingxing said that he wanted to ask her for help, and as the one who asked for help, he would inevitably take the initiative.

Unable to see the flaws from Gu Jin'er's reply, Bo Jingxing replied casually: [Okay, send me your address at home.]

[No. 32, Wutongyuan Villa, Xingye Street, Fenghuang Road.]

As if this message had been prepared, Gu Jiner replied to Bo Jingxing's question in seconds, adding a little ambiguously: [I'll wait for you, it's okay at any time.]

However, this charming look was thrown to the blind man.

Bo Jingxing turned off his phone in confusion, looked up at the trembling assistant in front of him, and asked with a heavy expression: "You followed the security guard and chased him along the blood, but you couldn't catch up with a man who jumped into the lawn and was injured?



"Mr. Bo, we kept chasing to the side of the road. The blood on the ground disappeared. There was a safe passage for the hotel, which could accommodate a car. Because it was not used on weekdays, there was no surveillance camera installed."

The assistant was frightened and observed Bo Jingxing's face and continued carefully: "We think that man should have an accomplice to help him, including jumping into the window and running away when he had no choice, all of which were planned in advance."

Such a bad answer obviously cannot satisfy Bo Jingxing.

Seeing the calm signs of the storm coming and wind filling the building, the manager did not dare to reduce his presence anymore and hurried forward to comfort him.

"Although that's the case, there must be surveillance on the nearby streets. It's just that surveillance is not within the scope of our hotel's responsibility. I will contact the jurisdiction immediately and call out surveillance to take a look for you."

Bo Jingxing glanced at him with a bad look, and the doctor pushed open the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Seeing the stalemate in the living room, she coughed nervously: "Mr. Bo, Miss Qin is not seriously injured, I suggest you help her..."

As for what to do to help her, some things needless to say are as clear as possible.

Bo Jingxing turned around and walked towards the bedroom without thinking. Before his slender figure disappeared into the room, he said coldly: "Don't let me give me instructions one by one if you can do."

"Yes, yes, we'll start preparing now."

The manager was as if he had been amnesty, holding the doctor in one hand and the assistant in the other, leaving the presidential suite as if he was running for life, and closed the door very gently before leaving.

at the same time.

Bo Jingxing came to the bedroom and saw Qin Yiren, who was extremely weak on the big bed.

"Jingxing..."

He called out the man's name in a hoarse voice. Qin Yiren tried to get up from the bed, but his body was so soft that he couldn't use any strength, and he just removed the ice bag on his forehead.

"Don't move."

Bo Jingxing sat sideways by the bed, grabbed the falling ice pillow, touched her cold forehead with slender fingers, deliberately not mentioning what had happened before, "You don't have a fever, why do you use this kind of thing?"

Qin Yiren blinked embarrassedly and said stutteringly: "Well... maybe the doctor thinks I need it, give it to me..."

As time goes by, her groggy situation gradually improves, and instead she is not ignored in her body, which makes her secretly shocked.

For example, Bo Jingxing is now sitting at her about ten centimeters without any warning. His eyes look at her with unknowing tenderness and pity, and he clearly will not refuse any of her requests.

The ambiguous thought just came to my mind, but Qin Yiren forced himself to hold him down, controlling himself not to rub his cheeks, which had consumed most of his self-control.

"Xiaoqian." Bo Jingxing put the ice bag next to her, looked at her little face as big as a palm, and said in a low and gentle manner: "I know you mind the intimate behavior before marriage, but the situation now is different from the past, as long as you agree,

We can have a wedding tomorrow morning.”

Will the wedding be held tomorrow morning?

Qin Yiren opened her eyes slightly, and her little head covered in paste slowly turned around, and asked in a daze: "What do you mean..."

"It was supposed to be left on the wedding night, maybe it can be until now."

Bo Jingxing said, instead of retreating, he leaned over to Qin Yiren, held her side face with slender fingers, looked straight into her eyes and continued, "I think it's okay, what do you think?"

Such a straightforward love affair made Qin Yiren at a loss.

Her slender eyelashes trembled. She met Bo Jingxing's gaze, realizing that the man had discovered something was wrong with her, and explained in shame and anger: "I can control it, really, you don't use it as my antidote..."

"But I want to be your antidote." Bo Jingxing smiled slightly and interrupted her slowly: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and I don't want to see you feel so sad."

Every word he thought about her, which made her bit her lip in entanglement, and didn't know how to refuse.

but……

If she had recovered all her memories now and carefully made the choice to grow old together with Bo Jingxing, of course she would not reject his wishes.

But there is no if in this world.

At this moment, once she was tempted by Bo Jingxing, she really had a skin relationship with him, and then turned her back on her face after recovering her memory. She was a great harm to each other and was not a rational behavior.
Chapter completed!
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