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44. Chapter 44 I would rather fight the King of Hell than mess with Young Master Lu [4]

Bo Jinghan quickly understood what he meant.

His face turned red instantly, as if the blood rushed up to him at that moment, straight to the top of his head.

But soon, she regained her former composure, and her eyes slowly narrowed, revealing a dangerous cold charm.

"I don't know, but..." With a charming smile on his cold face, Bo Jinghan retorted rudely: "Seeing that you are so familiar, is it possible that Mr. Lu, as a public official, has to do that at night?

A part-time job? How pitiful!”

The pity look was just right, and the sarcasm was expressed vividly.

But Lu Yan didn't seem to care.

Turning the steering wheel, he retorted: "Ms. Bo, you are overthinking it. It is natural for men to be familiar with such things."

"Master Lu admits that he is a beast?!"

Pretending to be surprised, Bo Jinghan scolded him and led him into the ditch.

Lu Yan was not fooled. As he drove the car out of the parking lot, he replied calmly: "Miss Bo, I would like to advise you not to use the word beast in your mouth to describe men. That can easily arouse their animal nature..."

"Really? Then you want me to say that you are worse than a beast!"

With a trembling brow, Lu Yan stopped at a red light and turned to glare at the sharp-toothed little wild cat.

Suddenly he raised his hand, grabbed her chin, and raised it slightly: "Woman, don't challenge my patience. If you want to give it a try, I don't mind changing to an SUV to practice with you - but the result will be miserable for you!"

"

After a pause, he added: "Tired."

Two words, simple and clear.

But when he said it, there was an aura that was enough to intimidate him, instantly escalating the awkward ambiguity between the two.

It turned into a dignified and subtle low-pressure flow, hovering in the sky, compressing her heart and lungs.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and Bo Jinghan quickly came back to his senses and opened his mouth slightly.

She wanted to say something, but her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat and came out.

But not giving up is in the Bo family’s blood!

Her mind was hot, and the next second, she grabbed Lu Yan's hand holding her chin, pointed at his tiger's mouth, and bit down hard——

The smell of blood filled his lips and teeth.

Bo Jinghan relaxed, looked at him provocatively, and raised the corners of his lips coldly: "Man, you can't take advantage of it in vain. Please be careful next time you speak!"

Withdrawing his hand, Lu Yan put it to his lips and sucked lightly, his unfathomable eyes focused on her beautiful face, twinkling slightly.

Eye contact.

Lu Yan licked the blood between his teeth with the tip of his tongue. Amidst the urging sirens of the cars behind him, he asked lightly: "If it were Bo Junchen... you, too?"

***

At the same time, the luxurious RV flew across the street in an extremely fashionable manner and stopped steadily at the exit of the airport.

Fiona, who was working outside, happened to park on the side of the road and saw with her own eyes a handsome foreign man boarding the RV accompanied by his house servant.

The grand scene is as good as the stars.

Before she could finish assessing the handsome guy's value in the industry, she was interrupted by a cell phone ringing.

It's an unknown number.

"You're not here to ask for Cynthia's endorsement again, are you?"

Since Jinghan Bo appeared at the press conference yesterday, she has received countless calls from product endorsements, invitations from film and television crews, and many rich second generation and real rich people.

But according to Cynthia’s net worth…

Shaking her head with a smile, Fiona answered the phone.

A somewhat familiar voice came from the other end. It sounded like the man was a little excited, and his voice was trembling slightly: "Is this Jing Han's agent?"


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