"Are there any simple men in this world? Not to mention, uncle, are you simple?!"
Her beautiful eyes, half full of spring and half full of anger, were narrowed like a fox.
Qiaoqiao pursed her pink lips, raising an indiscernible sarcasm.
Bo Jinghan raised his little face and looked at Bo Junchen, whose handsome face was as gentle as an ink painting, but always gave people an inhumane and cold face.
In an instant, all the emotions that had been suppressed in my heart and the indelible memories that had been painted with thick ink came back abnormally.
But Bo Jinghan used his extraordinary concentration to quickly stabilize his mind and clenched his fists...
"Hanhan!"
His eyes flashed slightly.
Bo Junchen's low call was a little urgent.
But his voice was not as cold as it was when talking to others, and was a little softer.
He spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, as if to the child he was worrying about, and also hinted at the strong and tyrannical nature of a feudal patriarch: "I'm doing this for your own good! If you don't want to get together with him from the bottom of your heart, don't force yourself.
Get closer to him. Maybe now, he is interested in you and can accept you, but if one day, he really falls in love with you, what you are hiding in your heart is a time bomb! If you are not careful, you will-
—”
"Broken to pieces? Still irrecoverable!"
Fuck your sister for your own good!
Bo Jinghan gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, and his anger suddenly surged with Bo Junchen's words.
Unconsciously interrupted him with a sneer, and looked at him with narrowed eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "For my own good, don't interfere with my feelings, don't send people to follow me like a pervert, report the situation to you, or even
Go install a pinhole camera! Bo Junchen - I am not your private property, please don't interfere with my privacy. And... whatever I hide in my heart is in the past. Even if it becomes a time bomb, it is still mine.
Don't worry about it! As for forcing..."
Bo Jinghan's voice paused slightly.
His eyes wandered from Bo Junchen's face to the bedroom door.
When he turned his eyes back, he accidentally saw Su Nuanxia in the corridor.
He was startled, and then continued with a bright smile: "I like him very much! So, this thing is not forced at all. On the contrary, I should be afraid that after passing this village, this store will no longer exist. Tell me, am I
Should I learn from you and hold him tight?"
No longer listening to his meaningless words, Bo Jinghan turned around calmly and walked downstairs calmly.
Behind him, a cold light chased after him closely, like a ray of light on his back!
But she always straightened her back stubbornly, took elegant and firm steps, and never looked back...
"Haha, you two are so interesting. One tries hard to forget, but the other just wants the other to remember! Bo Wenshen, I suddenly feel like this, have you always been like this? You like to control everything and manipulate everything... Oh,
Also! Bo Niuer is right - you are a pervert!!!"
Su Nuanxia approached silently.
His bloodless white face was stained with a hint of sarcasm.
But for some reason, when the almost perfect smile appeared on her elegant and classic face, there was a cold chill coming out of her.
And in this provocation, Bo Junchen suddenly turned his eyes, stared at her with complicated eyes, and frowned sternly.
"Remember your identity and say what you should say!"
"Oh--"
Meeting his coldly locked gaze, Su Nuanxia suddenly showed a charming smile, stretched out her hand to pull off her bateau collared top, and raised her eyebrows at him: "God Bo Plague, we are just having sex... nothing more!"
