52. The tenderness of the thin tone changes
Bo Yin felt my resistance, his palm loosened slightly, and his eyes looked at me condescendingly, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.
He asked in a low voice, "Don't you want to?"
Me: "......"
Bo Yin's words were frank and open, without the slightest awkwardness, as if he was saying something unusually ordinary.
Forget it, don't tease him! I reached out and hugged his waist and pressed my face to satisfy his desires.
Unlike before, such a thin voice will occasionally snort in the process, as if it is suppressing something.
His palm gently stroked my head, and I occasionally looked up to see his gaze fall on mine.
Slightly holding his eyes, the brilliance inside, covering all his emotions, he looked at me fixedly.
His stamina was so strong that after ten minutes I couldn't stand it anymore and lay on the bed weakly and didn't care about him anymore.
At this time, Bo Yin turned over my body, spread my legs apart, and came in forcefully as before.
He has a strong libido and is a veteran old pervert.
I lay on the bed and grabbed the sheets tightly with my fingers, biting my lip to suppress the surging in my heart, but in the end I couldn't help moaning, and even begged for mercy under him.
At the end, Bo Yin lay on my back, and I was a little out of breath, and I protested: "Get up, it's too heavy!"
Hearing this, he coaxed softly: "Be good, bear with it." β
The last time he disappeared eighteen days later, the monkey was anxious to me on the sofa, and he also let me endure it, he seemed to like this posture.
Bo Yin's breath fell on the side of my neck, and the warm breath made my heart feel a little abrupt, and his hands were still interlocked with me.
His chest was so hard that my back hurt, and he was so heavy that it wasn't the same thing to endure it all the time.
I nudged him on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, I'm going to take a shower." β
At this time, Bo Yin's waist straightened up, and then he turned over and lay on one side, staring at the light above his head with heavy eyes.
I wrapped my shirt in his shirt and got up to drench myself, and when I came out, Bo Yin was still lying on the bed in that position.
I just had an extra bath towel around my waist to cover my lower body, and I went over to pick up the phone he threw on the bed, and his picture was found in the photo album, and I flipped through the two selfies of mine.
It's a picture of me making a mistake.
I set the lock screen password on my phone, put it on the couch, and took a few steps to sit on the bed.
I looked at Bo Yin lying beside me and asked, "Mr. Bo, are you going to rest?"
He asked indifferently, "What time?"
Just looked at the time on my phone and I said, "Nine o'clock." β
Bo Yin tilted his head slightly, looked at me with a shallow gaze, then got up, wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and turned out of the bedroom.
Inexplicable, always doing something inexplicable.
Bo Yin didn't go back to the room after that, and when I woke up in bed, it was already seven o'clock the next morning.
I remembered that I was going to school today, so I immediately got up and went to the bathroom to clean up, and when I came out, I found that Bo Yin only had my summer clothes here.
But today...... The temperature is relatively low.
However, early autumn was not particularly cold, so I wore a slightly thicker short-sleeved shirt and long pants, and went downstairs to meet the assistant.
I was a little surprised and asked, "Not with Mr. Bo?"
"Mr. Bo just left, and I'm waiting here for Madame. β
I wondered, "What am I going to do?"
The assistant took out a black VIP card from his briefcase and handed it to me: "This is Mr. Bo's personal bank card, which contains part of his property. β
I took it and looked at it, I also have a black VIP card, but I usually use it very little, because the amount of money in it is huge, and it is not safe to put it on my body.
I asked, "What is Mr. Bo doing for me?"
Mr. Bo said that it was pocket money for his wife. The little assistant paused, then lowered his head and took out two car keys from his briefcase and said, "Mr. Bo also said that the black Bentley will be given to Mrs. to open later, and there is another key for Mrs. Bo." β
It turned out that the assistant drove my car back from outside the university last night, and I took the two car keys and put them in my satchel.
I didn't expect Bo Yin to return my bank card, is this to support me?
I suddenly thought these behaviors of his were cute.
In his eyes, I am his woman, so it is only natural to spend his money on driving his car.
It's really machismo.
I went to the garage, looked at myself and then at Boyin, and finally chose Boyin's black Bentley to drive to school.
I love the black Bentley with his breath in it, like it feels like he's next to him.
When I went to Professor Xiao's office to go through the admission procedures, Senior Brother Du saw me suddenly come over and happily asked the other two senior brothers to vacate a piece of land for me in the studio.
I ate in the school cafeteria at noon, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when I returned to Jinnan.
Bo Yin didn't call at noon today, and I had a hunch in my heart that he had left Beijing.
Or not to leave Beijing, but to get out of here.
He mysteriously always disappears for a while, and this time Bo Yin only disappeared for four days.
When he called me, I was carving something in my apartment in Eup, which was a bust.
The carving is a stone statue of an old man.
The voice that had not been seen for a long time asked clearly, "Where is it?"
As always, two words that make people feel reassuring.
I reported the address, and Bo Yin hung up the phone.
I remembered the picture I had drawn, and I wanted to hide it, but when he knew it, there was no need to hide it.
But...... Mu Xiuyuan's wood carving.
I don't want him to misunderstand, but this wood carving is my heart's work, and it is a memory of my youth.
So I packed them in a cardboard box and then moved them to the warehouse, probably not putting them out in the future.
I counted, and there were six wood carvings by Mu Xiuyuan.
I threw away the previous failures, and these were carved many years ago, probably six or seven years ago.
I sealed the cardboard box with adhesive tape, and when I went out, I saw that the room was very messy, and I had the heart to clean it up.
When I was tidying up, the doorbell rang, and I opened the door to see Bo Yin and the person opposite Bo Yin stunned.
Why did Pei Shangxi come back in broad daylight?
He looked at me indifferently, then grinned at me and turned back to his room, the door slamming shut.
He was a little angry, I knew the reason, it seemed that I couldn't let Bo Yin come here in the future, so as not to annoy him.
I took Bo Yin's hand in and asked, "Mr. Bo, where have you been these days?"
Bo Yin glanced at the huge room after entering, skipped my question, and said, "All these days living here?"
"Hmm. "There's only one chair here that I use for painting, and there's a big bed at the top of the room.
I took him by the hand and sat down and said, "You're not at home these days, so you're staying here." β
"Hmm. Bo Yin reached out and put his arm around my shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "I've been on a business trip these days, didn't the assistant tell you?"
"Tell. "The answer is always travel.
Bo Yin got up at this time, took a pair of straight long legs and stood in front of the portrait not far away.
That's a portrait of him that was painted the other day.
Bo Yin stretched out his slender fingers and touched the edge of the drawing board, and I went over to stand beside him and said, "This was painted a few days ago, and I will frame it in a few days, how about giving it to you?"
"Hmm. Bo Yin's fingers paused on his forehead, and then he reached out to untie his tie and threw it on the ground.
He took off his suit and unbuttoned his shirt one by one, and I was a little stunned by his action.
Then he pulled open his shirt, his whole muscles exposed in front of me, and said with a smile in his voice: "Little thing, you forgot to draw the scar on my body, this is not me." β
There were several scars on Bo Yin's body, and I was a little frightened to look at it, and the injuries he had suffered were placed in front of me one by one, and there were also some on his back.
He had faced life and death, and I knew about the sideways wound on his chest, and I bandaged him myself.
I reached over and touched his chest and asked, "Mr. Bo, are all your wounds from when you were a soldier?
"Well, this part of the abdomen was left behind by someone ambush when I went out on my first mission. Bo Yin said in a faint voice: "This piece of the chest is the third time to go out on a mission." β
I asked, "What about the chest?"
My fingertips stayed on his chest, Bo Yin grabbed my hand, lowered his head and kissed my fingertips with his thin lips, and said, "Madam, this wound was caused by the enemy's ambush on a business trip last time. β
"Mr. Bo......"
What do I want to say?
Say I feel sorry for him?
Gradually, a feeling became clear in my mind, and this feeling became stronger and stronger each time I came into contact with him.
And this feeling made me feel a little sudden and frightened in my heart, and I couldn't help but want to get close to Bo Yin all along.
My feelings for him became more and more profound.
It's not that I haven't experienced love, and I understand that I have fallen in love with the man Bo Yin unstoppably.
Mr. Bo who couldn't be stopped at the beginning.
I've admired him since I met, this man is as powerful as a god, not only high but also handsome.
When a woman actually has admiration for a man, it will be easy to fall in love with the man.
What's more, Bo Yin loves me with men and women, and does such an intimate act, which makes me feel his manly charm every moment!
I know very well that he is the abyss, and I have already jumped off.
As if sensing that I was distracted, Bo Yin easily picked me up, took a few steps over and laid me on the bed, leaning sideways with his fingertips running down my hair, he had recently become very tender.
After I became his fiancΓ©e, he became very tender.
Bo Yin lowered his head slightly and kissed my forehead, looked at me calmly with his eyes, and then smiled lightly: "Madam, what are you thinking?"
My pupils shrank, you little goblin!
The thin tone is no longer the thin sound I used to know.
Now he has become a little gentler and more considerate to me.