The matter of Bo Han being beaten soon reached Qiao Wenyu's ears.

When Qiao Wenyu came to look for her, Bo Han had already changed into clean clothes, and when he opened the door, he saw Qiao Wenyu holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

She looked up at him, and her smile was extremely faint, "Come to apologize?" ”

"Well," Qiao Wenyu touched her head, "didn't you say that you liked Louis XIV?" ”

He put the flowers on the coffee table and turned to look at her, "If you like it, I'll give it to you every time I see you in the future." ”

Bo Han stared at the bouquet of flowers, feeling sarcastic.

She turned her head to look at Qiao Wenyu, "Do you know why I like Louis XIV?" ”

Qiao Wenyu subconsciously asked, "Why?" ”

"Because, its flower language is that I only love you."

Qiao Wenyu was stunned, his pupils suddenly constricted, "Hanhan." ”

"Pretty naïve, huh?" Bo Han smiled and fiddled with the petals of the flower in his arms, "People in their twenties still believe in stories that only children believe, and they think that if they send flowers, they can fulfill their wishes." ”

Qiao Wenyu looked at the woman's face and always felt that her smile was different from before.

But what was the difference, he couldn't tell.

"Since we're here, let's have lunch together, and I'll ask the maid to make more."

Bo Han got up and picked up the flowers, pruned the branches and inserted them into the vase, as usual, without any anger at all, Qiao Wenyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After waiting for a while, he took the initiative to open his mouth and said, "You...... When did you meet Pei Zhouyan? ”

Bo Han was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his lips was indifferent.

"Qiao Wenyu, your girlfriend was slapped by your ill-intentioned little cousin Yaowu, your first reaction when you came to the door was not concern, but suspicion," she raised her eyes to look at him and sneered lightly, "Do you really think that I can't do without you?" ”

Qiao Wenyu frowned, "I just wanted to ask clearly." ”

"You doubt I'm not once or twice."

Bo Han took the initiative to stand up from the sofa, "If you feel that you don't have trust with me, then it's better to break up directly, I have no opinion." ”

She got up and walked past him.

Qiao Wenyu quickly hugged her from behind, "I'm sorry, I'm probably too afraid of losing you." ”

He subconsciously grabbed her shoulder and leaned over to kiss her.

Bo Han was a little disgusted.

She subconsciously wanted to hide, but Qiao Wenyu suddenly stopped.

His gaze instinctively fell on the red skin of Bo Han's neck, and he angrily pulled the collar of her clothes directly to find out.

Bo Han grabbed his hand in a panic, "What are you doing?" ”

Qiao Wenyu stared at her neck, "Your neck, how did you get here?" ”

Bo Han's heart was pounding.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qiao Wenyu directly pinched her chin, "Bo Han, everyone in the circle knows that you will be nauseous when you meet other men besides me, how can you let Pei Zhouyan hug you in the hospital?" ”

The old scars were brought up again, Bo Han's pupils shrank, and all the memories were hooked.

She bit her lip and threw out a slap without hesitation.

"Smack-"

"Qiao Wenyu!" She gasped and stared at each other beautifully, "I, Bo Han, am not an inappropriate person, if I really like someone else, I will not hesitate to break up with you, instead of being with someone else behind your back, I hope you will figure this out!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock at the door.