"Huh? If you don't say anything, are you really going to default on your debt?"
"No………"
"No? Then come here!" Bo Di looked expressionless and glanced at the woman on the sofa. She was really calm and indifferent.
Lifting his lips coldly, Bo Di stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhong Qing.
"Bo Di..." The calm girl spoke. Her voice was very soft, but Bo Di's movements stopped there.
The girl stood up and walked over. She didn't look at Bo Di, but walked up to Zhong Qing. She looked at Zhong Qing and was stunned for a while, and then said softly: "I'm sorry...he makes fun of you again."
Then, she turned her head, glanced at Bo Di, and said lightly: "Bo Di, can you stop being so childish? It's boring!"
Her words were somewhat sarcastic.
Bo Di's expression alternated between gloomy and clear, "Childish? Do you think I'll get angry with you again? Do you think... are you worthy?"
As Bo Di spoke, he pushed the girl away, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Zhong Qing's wrist.
When his hand was still one centimeter away from Zhong Qing's wrist, it was slightly blocked by Yi Jian's stretched out hand.
Yi Jian's eyes were very cold, and his strength was very gentle, but it made Bo Di unable to move closer to Zhong Qing's wrist.
Bo Di was already holding back his anger, but was interrupted by Yi Jian. His expression became more and more distorted, and he shot a murderous look at Yi Jian.
The classmates were afraid that the two would fight, so they stopped them one after another.
However, Yi Jian took a step back silently, and then slowly let go of Bo Di's wrist.
Yi Jian stretched out his hand and pulled Zhong Qing to his side. His three-dimensional and beautiful face had no expression. He stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist with his long and graceful fingers, and wiped it with concentration.
her skin.
Zhong Qing was stunned for a moment. She felt that the man's fingertips were soft and gentle, and she couldn't help but feel a little startled... What was he doing? Was it because Bo Di almost touched her just now that he did this?
?
Yi Jian lowered her head, her eyelashes drooped low, and looked at her white wrist, which had red marks on it from his rubbing.
Then he raised his head, his handsome and breathtaking face was filled with a layer of affection, and he slowly said to Bo Di: "She is my wife."