At the same time, his other hand holding her wrist rubbed slightly, and the warm force of his fingertips passed over, with a soft touch.

Xia Wanxin had just taken a shower, not to mention that the temperature in Myanmar is incomparable to that in China, so she was wearing very thin clothes.

But Bo Qingyun is just the opposite.

He must have arrived just now and was wearing a straight formal outfit. Perhaps because he had been rushing all the way, he still had a dusty smell on his body.

It is completely different from the smell of sweat in ordinary men. The smell on his body is not bad, but also has an unspeakable sense of peace.

Xia Wanxin couldn't tell the feeling in her heart.

After struggling with her hands for a few times, she gave up and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here specifically?"

Bo Qingyun's expression paused slightly.

The turbulent movement in his eyes was silent until the end, but he said nothing.

He suddenly let go of her.

I clicked my finger on the wall next to me and the light turned on.

The lights in the room lit up, dispelling the indescribable atmosphere in the dark just now.

Xia Wanxin also paused with her fingers, not expecting that he would suddenly let go, nor did she adapt to the sudden light.

I squinted my eyes and my vision eased.

Bo Qingyun had already turned around and walked towards the sofa behind her.

There were two wine glasses on the coffee table, one of which had already poured one third of the wine.

It should have been before she came that he had opened the bottle to drink.

Bo Qingyun picked up the glass and drank a small glass of wine, sucked it in her mouth, her long legs were overlapping, and said calmly: "Xu Chuan wouldn't have told you that Bo is going to create a branch here, right?"

In other words, he came here because of the branch.

Xia Wanxin stood there for a while and walked over.

She picked up another wine glass and poured half a glass of wine into it.

The wine appears clearer under the light and exudes a dazzling luster.

She held it in her hand and shook it, her fingers were as bright as jade, and the corners of her lips curled up and smiled: "Is that so, why is Mr. Bo appearing in this room?"

While Xia Wanxin was talking, she did not drink and looked down at him.

In the posture of one and one to one, the two of them met their eyes.

Bo Qingyun's face was not drunk, and there was a bit of hazy in her eyes.

Xia Wanxin has always known that his alcohol tolerance is not very good, but he is still addicted to talents and loves to drink.

I don’t know how much he had drunk before she came. Seeing that there was less than half of the amount left in the bottle of Kaifeng’s wine, I think he should have drunk a lot.

The most important thing is that I probably drink it quickly.

But I just spoke and communicated normally, and I still couldn't tell that I was drunk too much.

At this moment, Bo Qingyun's face was normal, and there was no sign of drunkenness.

He looked back at Xia Wanxin quietly, and after listening to her question, he did not answer directly.

Xia Wanxin looked at him for a few seconds and suddenly felt a little bored.

Why did Bo Qingyun suddenly appear, and why did she meet her in this room that should have been a mouse?

She couldn't explain the cause and effect of this, nor could she tell it.

Or maybe because the object is him, I don’t want to tear it apart.

In the silence, Xia Wan's heart opened her eyes lightly.

Her upper body, which was originally slightly slanted, also stood up straight at this time.

He spoke in a cold voice: "Since Mr. Bo has nothing to say, I won't waste time anymore, let's leave first."

As she said that, she was about to leave.
Chapter completed!