Song Feier didn't expect that Bo Zhanye hadn't woken up yet, but she wasn't too surprised. After all, he had always been very alert.
Looking at his handsome and exquisite face, she didn't have too many emotions on her face, but looked straight at him:
"Brother Ninth, we agreed to meet you tonight and wait for you, but why didn't you look for me?"
Bo Zhanye frowned, then thought of what happened in front of the elevator door before, and said, "I didn't agree."
The answer was quite crisp and clear.
Song Feier's little face froze, but she quickly recovered, pushed the door open with her hand, and slid the wheelchair to the bedside:
"Whether Brother Ninth you say yes or not, I want Brother Ninth to look at me and love me.
Give me a chance."
As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her mink coat.
Inside is a set of special bras! Other than that, I’m wearing nothing else!
Bo Zhanye's pupils shrank, he stood up, pulled the towel on the bed and threw it over, and at the same time turned his back to Feier Song:
"Put it on! Get out!"
It's a cold command, words without any interest.
Feier Song squeezed her palms, stood up with difficulty, and walked behind him step by step.
Her graceful figure is perfect and outstanding under the light.
Growing up in a wealthy family, she took special care and practiced dancing every week, and her skin was extremely good.
At this moment, it feels not embarrassing to take it out, even proud.
She hugged him: "Brother Jiu, I really like you, I believe you also...ah!"
Before she finished speaking, the man suddenly raised his hand and pulled her hand away, pushing her away.
With a 'bang' sound, she fell to the ground and let out a painful scream: "Ah, it hurts."
Bo Zhanye thought of the injury on her leg, frowned, and finally turned around and walked outside:
"I asked my mother to come over and help you."
Anyway, he didn't even look at her and didn't want to help her.
Song Feier cried aggrievedly and pinched her palms tightly: "No!
Brother Jiu, you can't do this to me! If my aunt sees me like this, I won't live.
If you really go and call Auntie, I will jump out of your window."
Bo Zhanye paused in his steps, knowing that Song Feier's willfulness and self-esteem could definitely be demonstrated. His voice was cold: "So why do you do such a thing?"
Song Feier burst into tears: "I don't do this because I love you. I think you like Lan Xixi simply because you had a relationship with her and had children.
If you and I have a relationship, then you will know that she is not the only woman in the world, and she is not necessarily that good.
Even if you don't like it, I still want to fight for myself.
I know it's embarrassing for me to do this, but you are going to marry her soon. I can't restrain my love for you, and I can't just admit defeat.
Wuwu~~wuwuwu~~”
Hysterical words and painful cries filled the air, as if he had been greatly wronged!
Bo Zhanye's eyebrows were twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan". He didn't dare to wake his mother at this moment and said directly:
"Don't cry, put on your clothes, I'll come and help you."
Order.
Not to be resisted.
Song Feier's crying stopped suddenly and turned into sobbing.
She obediently pulled her clothes and wrapped them around her body.
"I'm ready."
Bo Zhanye then turned around and walked back, bent down and picked her up in a hug.
He was about to hold her and put her in the wheelchair, but he didn't want to——