698. Chapter 698 There is a cinnabar mole on my heart [7]
Hope, disappointment.
Sometimes there is only a thin line between these two emotions.
With her arms curled up, Cen Jingsong maintained her original posture, frozen without moving at all.
His face looked a little embarrassed.
In her opinion, no matter how poor her software and hardware are, they are still inferior to a little supermodel like Cynthia.
But this little supermodel made her suffer one after another. Coupled with Bo Junchen's indifference, the imbalance in Cen Jingsong's heart finally reached the extreme as the scale tilted.
"Bo Junchen, people don't care about you, why are you talking to her?"
The man's steps paused slightly.
Cen Jingsong felt happy, and her delicate face flushed.
Seeing the man who was still admiring him turn his head, her heart was beating fast, and her lingering affection for him became more and more full!
Eye contact.
Her warm eyes shone with this icy cold light, her long-awaited lips slightly opened, and she slowly and faintly uttered one word.
No emotion, no warmth, cold to the heart——
"roll!"
Everyone has a bit of a bitch in their bones.
Being driven away by Bo Junchen in such a direct manner, Cen Jingsong was stunned for a moment. The blush on her face did not go away, but actually made her look even more attractive.
And that kind of love is ready to come out.
However, she still seems to understand the psychology of men very well. At this time, she did not turn into a roaring wild woman and cause trouble in the street, nor did she appear on the stage as a Qiong Yao-style bitter heroine.
Her beautiful eyes stared at him and gradually dimmed.
A thin layer of mist instantly covered his dim eyes, and he blinked again and again, as if he was holding back tears.
Biting his lip stubbornly, holding back his anger, he stared at Bo Junchen aggrievedly.
Of course, the class concept that has been instilled in my bones probably also played a role at this time.
She could be coquettish, cute and irritated with Bo Junchen, but she never dared to lose her temper with him. Because in her logic, only a child like her who was born into a rich and powerful family had the right to boss around. And it just so happened that He Bo
Compared with monarchs and ministers, the Cen family and the Bo family are as different as clouds and mud. Strictly speaking, it is no longer a question of money and power, but that the Bo family has a nobler bloodline!
Therefore, without knowing the inside story, she dared to fight Bo Jinghan for 2,580,000 yuan, but she did not dare to contradict Bo Junchen in the slightest.
Even...he didn't even have an explanation, so he could only grit his teeth and leave dejectedly.
"Hanhan - Bo Jinghan!"
Grabbing her shoulders, Bo Junchen pushed hard and grabbed Bo Jinghan, who was walking forward indifferently, and pressed him against the wall.
The smell of alcohol hits my face.
Bo Jinghan frowned slightly, then relaxed.
She greeted him with a slight smile: "Uncle, you really don't know how to show mercy to women. You treat that delicate little actress like a fly. You really deserve her."
"Hanhan..."
"Uncle, you happen to be here, so I'll ask you for a leave. Let's have a cocktail party, it's really boring. Anyway, my mission of showing my face is completed, so just let me go! Lu Yan and I also made an appointment with someone else
, I won’t waste time here. Later, I will also take away these light bulbs such as Qiao Shukuang, Li Yi, and Brother Xiao Lin for you, and make space for you and Nuan Xia’s two-person world, isn’t that interesting?”
Bo Jinghan winked as he choked playfully.
The boundaries were drawn calmly and calmly, and there was no wave in the smile from beginning to end.
But Bo Junchen didn't know whether he drank too much or took the wrong medicine.
He stared at her with an extremely complicated gaze.
One hand pressed her shoulder and the other fell on her cheek.
Gently massage and brush her cheeks, shoulders, collarbones, shoulders...
With a pinch of his fingers, the figure pressed down on her!
