She wanted to resist, and when she moved, she felt hurt.
Bo Zhanye seemed to be concerned about her wound, so he changed his position and slept on the bed, holding her body on top of him and lying on his body, and continued to kiss her.
The gentle movements and refreshing breath are full of the charm of a mature man.
Lan Xixi only felt a large ball of gentle cotton surrounding her, her whole body sinking in, her consciousness was confused, and her body was not in control...
"Ding dong ding dong ding~~~"
But at this moment, a sudden cell phone ringtone rang, accompanied by vibration.
Lan Xixi suddenly woke up, raised her head, and looked at him with bright eyes:
"your phone."
Bo Zhanye took it out, saw that it was Mo Nanxi, and answered:
"I'm fine. Take good care of Xiao Mo. I have nothing special to report tomorrow."
Then, hang up the phone, continue to hold her head, and continue...
"Well, no!" Lan Xixi shook her head and refused, fluttering her eyelashes and blushing on her cheeks:
"Master Jiu, we..."
"What are we? Are you going to reject me again?" Bo Zhanye interrupted her, his eyes burning:
"Lan Xixi, you said you liked me before."
Lan Xixi was startled.
Then it suddenly dawned on her that she had said before, "I like you, but I'm worried about you."
A heart beating rapidly:
"I said it in a flash, without thinking."
"No matter what you said, once you've said it, don't even think about taking it back." Bo Zhanye said decisively and domineeringly, biting her lips.
I was about to take it a step further, but my phone rang again.
"Damn it." He said angrily and let go of her: "You lie down first and I'll deal with things."
Then, reluctantly, he got up and walked out.
Lan Xixi blushed so hard that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
Why was she attracted to his breath before? She couldn't react!
And she said such stupid things about liking him!
...
Outside, Bo Zhanye answered the phone:
"What's up?"
With just three words, I felt chilly.
Mo Nanxi felt a chill on her neck and quickly said uneasily:
"Master Jiu, it's not a big deal, it's just that the young master has been crying and clamoring to hear your and Miss Lan's voices. I don't believe how to comfort him."
Bo Zhanye didn't expect that his son would make the light bulb: "...let him answer the phone."
"Okay. Young Master, answer the phone quickly."
When Bo Xiaomo got the phone, his voice choked up:
"Daddy, are you and aunt okay?
Are you injured or in trouble? That’s why Uncle Mo doesn’t want me to come see you?
Wuwu... Daddy, please let me go over and accompany you. My heart can bear it... I miss you..."
The little child cried into tears.
The corner of Bo Zhanye's mouth condensed and he said in a deep voice:
"We are safe.
Your aunt and I are cultivating a relationship, so you don’t need to disturb us."
Forehead!!!
"Really! Are you really cultivating feelings?" Bo Xiaomo opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
Bo Zhanye raised his lips: "Are you going to come and see it in person? Interrupt us?"
"No, no, no! I'm dead!"
The phone was quickly hung up.
The air finally fell silent.
Bo Zhanye put away his cell phone and walked back to the ward.
I saw Lan Xixi lying on the bed with her head buried, her figure undulating, her hips straight and her waist narrow.
His throat rolled, he looked away, adjusted his breathing and walked over:
"are you hungry?"
Lan Xixi was very embarrassed at the moment.
Not wanting to face him, and not knowing how to face him, I covered my head and said:
"Not hungry, not thirsty, don't need anything.
I’m so sleepy, I’m going to sleep.”
Bo Zhanye's narrow eyes narrowed.
He walked over and sat down, put on disposable gloves and peeled the fruit for her, and asked: