Time is always short, especially for newlyweds, every minute can be used as an hour. But in fact, this is only limited to thinking about it. After all, even the Creator cannot solve the subject of time.
Blocking his continuation, let alone one of them in this mortal world?
After arranging himself, Bo Jinghan changed his tenderness, stood on tiptoes, kissed Lu Yan's chin, and broke away from his arms.
"I'm going to see Ji Fan, and you should go and do your business first. If you're free in the evening..."
"I'll come back and have dinner with you in the evening, and then——"
After smoothing her long hair that was tied up loosely, Lu Yan leaned forward slightly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered a few words in her ear.
Although I don't know what he said, looking at Bo Jinghan's earlobes that are red and tending to go all the way to his neck, you can probably guess the content of what he just said, right?
Well, even if it has nothing to do with the Eighteen Bans, it is still an intimate topic between the two of them.
Otherwise, how could Miss Bo, who had lost her shyness eight hundred years ago, make her ears red and her cheeks warm?
Snap!
Bo Xiaoniu glared at Lu Yan arrogantly, reached out and gently patted his cheek, and pushed him away.
Lu Yan, however, smiled mischievously and teased her. He shouted at the little woman who was hurriedly trying to escape through the door: "You want to run away after wiping your mouth after stealing? Kitty, you are really irresponsible."
! Come back early after seeing me, I’m going to find some bad guy to collect debt at night, do you hear me!”
How should she answer this?
If you agree, it means your head is filled with water; if you don't agree, it means your head is squeezed by the door.
Although Bo Jinghan was arrogant, he was not a pretentious person. Therefore, she straightened her back and gave the answer in the most direct way——
She slammed the door, very hard.
There was a loud bang, probably almost in the same rhythm as her heartbeat at that moment!
However, Lu Yan, who was locked behind the door, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smiled particularly brightly.
Oh, this girl...
"You two have been playing this game of chess for a really long time! I've been sitting downstairs for more than an hour, and I haven't seen you come out for a breather. It really aroused my curiosity.
I thought that instead of breaking in, let me enjoy the scene of the confrontation between the two of you, so that I can learn more about your 5,000-year-old traditional culture!"
Downstairs, Ivan saw Bo Jinghan coming down the stairs, leaning leisurely on the sofa, drinking coffee and reading a newspaper in his hand.
Hearing Bao Jinghan's footsteps stop not far from him, he raised his head and looked in her direction. After looking around, he suddenly gave a slightly ambiguous smile and stared at the patch of hair under the collar of Bo Jinghan's neck.
On top of the white skin, there is a faint scarlet mark.
A muffled smile slipped out of his throat: "Wu Rong Tent, Cynthia, are you playing chess or practicing a beauty trick? Tsk, tsk, tsk... don't play tricks on me, whatever.
Prevaricate me. I have a very good nose, and right now, I smell a very alluring smell from your body that makes people confused and fascinated!"
With that said, he put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up, walked around the coffee table, and walked towards her.
Lowering his head, he leaned close to Bo Jinghan's neck and smelled it carefully.
That movement resembles a large golden retriever...
