"You bid for a glass of wine for 500,000?" Jiang Ai looked at the man like a fool.

"Hmm." Bo Shuyan responded, and all the anger and anger dissipated in an instant, leaving only the softness of the heart.

He took her by the hand and helped her down.

Jiang Ai pushed him, didn't push him away, it didn't matter, just looked up and asked, "What about the wine?" ”

"Still drinking?" Bo Shuyan frowned, "You're drunk." ”

"Leave me alone, I'm going to drink." Jiang Ai said, looking around for wine.

There is no reason to talk about it with a drunken cat, especially a drunk cat who is stubborn and admits death, Bo Shuyan had no choice but to signal Zhang Hua to get wine.

Zhang Hua quickly brought over a glass of wine, Jiang Ai snatched the wine as if he was afraid of a man's hexagram and poured it into his mouth, and the wine fell down his chin and fell on his shirt, wet.

Bo Shuyan took his suit in Zhang Hua's hand and hugged Jiang Ai.

Jiang Ai turned his head, looked at the host and said, "Remember my face, I'll get the money another day." ”

As soon as the words fell, her eyes went dark and she fell into Bo Shuyan's arms.

Bo Shuyan's originally diluted displeasure came up again, he picked her up and strode down.

Zhang Hua doesn't understand Jiang Ai's path anymore, it stands to reason that the young master is not a person who picks and searches, if he wants to spend money, just ask him directly, why bother with this hand, after 250,000 yuan, it will be gone.

But who is thinking about making the young master have more money? Maybe that's the fun?

Anyway, he really can't understand the world of rich people, what kind of fun can be worth 250,000? Thinking like this, he accepted the aftermath and followed the staff to the side to pay by swiping the card.

Bo Shuyan opened the car door and threw Jiang Ai on.

Jiang Ai was woken up, she looked at the clothes she was holding in a daze, and then looked at the man who came up from the side, and uneasiness struck, "You...... Who are you? What do you want? ”

Bo Shuyan glared at her, didn't speak, and closed the door calmly.

Jiang Ai's intuition was wrong, and he instinctively wanted to go to the car door, but his hand was held by the man's big hand.

The shadows hit, and the light mint smell on his body drilled into his body with a hint of coolness.

The aroma on her body was mixed with the smell of wine, which was exceptionally good, and he casually hugged her, and the thin heating was on her ears, "Is it pretending?" Well? Mrs. Bo. ”

The three words of Mrs. Bo were like a curse that passed into Jiang Ai's brain, and it lasted for a long time.

Her body stiffened, and she closed her eyes in resignation, only then did she remember that the sound and smell that she couldn't forget when she turned into ashes were not Bo Shuyan who killed a thousand knives.

She looked up and said with a straight face: "You are also who you are, what is there to pretend to be for me." I just don't know you, I don't know you, I don't know you. ”

The red lips were closed one by one, so beautiful that he kissed them without even thinking about it.

Jiang Ai's whole body exploded, feeling that he was being lightened, he pushed him away, and he slapped him without even thinking about it.

Syllable! The air fell silent in an instant.

Jiang Ai didn't seem to see Bo Shuyan's handsome face that sank instantly, "I'll tell you, the money you spent is to buy a glass of wine, no matter how you despise me, I will kill you, kill you!" ”

"Huh!" Bo Shuyan's whole person was not lightly angered by the woman in front of him, and his cool voice was mixed with a hint of anger, "I will not only slighten you today, but also you!" As he spoke, he went to hug her.

Jiang Ai had never seen such a shameless person, he was so angry that he reached out to hit again, but he was easily held by the man's wrist.

"You hit me again! I want you now! He threw her hand away, put his arm around her back and brought her forward, and with his other hand he grabbed her leg and lifted her, and her whole body fell into his arms.

Jiang Ai's already dizzy brain was even more dizzy by him like this, and the whole person became even more angry, without saying a word, he reached out to scratch him, the distance was too close, although he quickly grabbed her hand, but he still hit the trick, leaving a few red marks on his handsome face.

"Wildcat." He was furious, but there was nothing he could do about the woman who was slightly pursed and staring at her aggrieved and confused.

His big hand clasped her fingers tightly, and then he exerted a slight force, which was regarded as a punishment for her.

When the pain came, Jiang Ai's eyes were wet, he gasped, and shouted in a low voice, "It hurts." ”

Bo Shuyan lowered his head and shook her hand, only to find that the wound in her palm had cracked open again, and wisps of blood oozed out, hideous and ugly in the white palm.

His eyes darkened, surging with deep distress, he sighed resignedly, wiped the blood off his rough fingertips, opened a small cabinet next to him with his other hand, and took out a small medicine box from it.

"You still have this habit?" Jiang Ai asked in a daze, and a lot of memories that she had sealed in her mind poured out of her mind. Jiang Ai has been very skinny since she was a child, either this is broken or scratched, but she is an extremely pain-conscious person, and she can tear her eyes and cry bitterly at the slightest pain.

Bo Shuyan had no choice, he habitually carried band-aids of various patterns in his pocket since he was a child, and later when he got older and had a car, he had a medical kit in the car.

Speaking of which, habits are really powerful but frightening.

Bo Shuyan skillfully took out a vial of alcohol to help the wound detoxify, sprinkled the powder on the wound, and then wrapped it in gauze.

Jiang Ai looked at his serious and focused side face, a tall and majestic man with long hands and long legs, but he was more careful and gentle than a woman when he did this, and it didn't hurt at all.

Jiang Ai remembered that she had a blood draw in the hospital when she was pregnant with a child, and she met a novice, and it took many times to find her blood vessels, her painful eyes were red, but the nurse just said lightly, "You are so hypocritical, what should you do when you give birth." ”

She wanted to scold back, but Qin Fang grabbed her and shook her head, persuading that more is better than less.

So this year, she took this sentence as her motto, endured one thing after another, and endured it as if she had endured it all her life.

Looking at Bo Shuyan at this moment, she felt extremely dazzling, all the bitter consequences she experienced were caused by him, but he was still exactly the same as before, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

Bo Shuyan put away his things and looked up, looked at her staring at herself, reached out to touch her face, and said distressedly: "Just how many times this wound has been opened, why are you not careless at all." ”

But you're the one who makes it crack every time!

Jiang Ai didn't say this, she took a breath lightly and said, "I have a headache." ”

As he spoke, he leaned into Bo Shuyan's arms and closed his eyes.

Bo Shuyan looked at the shadows cast by her long eyelashes, put his big hand on her temples, and rubbed them gently.

When Zhang Hua came out after dealing with the matter, he saw Jiang Ai leaning on Bo Shuyan's arms, and his family's honorable young master was massaging her.

The strength of the wine came up, the stomach was uncomfortable, and the head was uncomfortable, Jiang Ai couldn't help but knock off Bo Shuyan's hand and said, "Don't press it, it hurts even more." ”

Bo Shuyan saw her pouting, with a dissatisfied face, and withdrew his hand obediently, but reached out and pinched the clothes covering her, and his eyes fell on her blushing little face, distracted, not knowing what he was thinking.