"Smack-"

Bo Junchen closed the Wen Jiàn folder in his hand.

Wen Run's indifferent gaze gradually ignited a trace of complexity under Bo Jinghan's forced gaze. Like a little darkness, under the eyes that are as quiet as the night light, there is a flickering light that flickers brightly.

But the slightly affectionate vermilion lip flap has never moved. In the middle of the gaze, he even pursed slightly.

It seems to be exploring, but it seems to be hiding something.

"Huh," a cold laugh spilled from his lips.

The delicate eyebrows are still charming.

It seems to be a thousand styles, but it seems to be attached to thin ice, cold as frost and snow.

It's like a perfect glass mask, perfect and impeccable, but also inexplicably distressing.

"Don't worry, Lu Yan and I ...... We're not as polite as you think. ”

The soft voice was like broken ice, and it sounded tactful like a pearl, but it was loud, knocking on the tip of Bo Junchen's heart word by word, making him frown involuntarily.

Bo Jinghan turned a blind eye, elegantly brushed the long hair on his cheeks, and pinned it behind his ears.

The tone was a little self-deprecating and a little playful ridicule: "Uncle, you don't think that I have done something to disgrace the Bo family!" ”

She still remembered the indiscriminate slap she threw a few days ago.

The hot pain seems to be still on the cheek.

But the redness and swelling have subsided, and the pain has also disappeared, but she herself understands that the menacing slap really hurt her not her face, but her heart!

Therefore, she deliberately bit the word "again", mixed with the grievances and anger suppressed in her heart!

"Hanhan ......"

"I don't want to talk to you right now!"

Interrupting him, Bo Jinghan turned his face silently, closed his eyes and leaned in the car seat to pretend.

Like a grumpy child.

Seeing that she was angry, Bo Junchen didn't speak, just stared at her quietly, not for a moment.

After a long time, he sighed silently, and said in his heart: It seems that the slap really made her anxious. That's fine, though, at least......

*

Spring nights are slightly cool.

In the merchant's wedding room, it seemed to be on fire.

Charming, charming-

In the dim light, a pair of figures were entangled in the oversized bed.

Under the foil of the happy sheets, it is particularly abrupt.

Ye Jiaojiao's screams came one after another.

As weak and powerless as a kitten, it is pitiful, but it is very ingenious that Shang Haotian can't help but want to aggravate the ravage, and vent the madness in his abdomen.

Qu Yi greeted the man in front of her, and Ye Jiaojiao was even more pitiful, as if she would faint at any time.

But the man didn't let her go, but suddenly changed her direction and pressed down again!

The sound of slapping, the sound of rushing, mixed with chatter and humming......

Shang Haotian completely used her as a fire extinguisher, killing the flames in his body.

And Ye Jiaojiao happens to know how to please.

She is like a silk flower born from climbing to a man, docile and well-behaved.

No matter how Shang Haotian tosses, he will not show a trace of pain. On the contrary, it will make him feel that she is enjoying ...... Enjoying the greatest pleasure he brought her......

Until it stopped, the man's hoarse voice came from the root of his ear: "Baby, you are so good today!" ”

Ye Jiaojiao pursed her lips infinitely shyly and rubbed him affectionately.

"Haotian ......" slightly tired voice, sweet and hoarse: "You are so bad!" I don't make it clear, how do people know, do you mean just now, or are you referring to being in Qiao's house today? ”