Spoiled Star Wife: President, I Surrender

Because of being watched by the person he likes like this, Lu Qinghuan felt a moment of embarrassment.

"Let's go. Seeing that you are so sleepy, if I don't take you back to rest, maybe you will make some troubles again."

Now Lu Qinghuan is like a spoiled child in front of Bo Yanchen. In the past, she might not have chosen to go directly to Bo Yanchen in this situation. On the car back, Lu Qinghuan thought so.

"What kind of person have I ever been?"

When Lu Qinghuan asked this question, she just thought it was funny.

In this world, only she knows what kind of person she is, but now she wants to know what kind of person she was once from other people's mouths.

"You are a very good person, always have been, and you are still the one I love the most."

When the last sentence came out, Bo Yanchen was about to bury his head in Lu Qinghuan's shoulder.

The pleasant scent of cologne flooded his nostrils. Lu Qinghuan didn't back down this time, but gently put his head on Bo Yanchen's shoulder:
"One person said she used to hurt me all the time, but I ended up helping her so many times."

Lu Qinghuan spoke casually, but the speaker had no intention of listening, and Bo Yanchen quickly locked Xiaohua in his mind.

"She told me that she was guilty of me before, and that she never told anyone else about her experience. She said that you helped her."

Lu Qinghuan raised his head, his eyes became less sleepy at this moment: "She said that she has always been very grateful to you."

Hearing that Lu Qinghuan was saying thank you to Xiaohua on behalf of Xiaohua, Bo Yanchen felt a little funny, but at the same time felt a little bit sad.

"You are such a reckless person. No matter how others hurt you, you will still repay with your kindness. Others will always repay grievances with kindness, but how can you repay kindness with kindness?"

Bo Yanchen's words were not questioning Lu Qinghuan, but more like asking himself.

"My mother taught me when I was a child that there are all kinds of people in this world. When we are young, we always choose one kind of person to be. I chose this kind of me, and you like this kind of me Is not it?"

The past is in the past, and now Lu Qinghuan doesn't know what she really wants, but she has been working hard to be an actress and a star for the past 10 years, so the next life will probably be the same, besides, for She really loves acting, although she doesn't have much confidence now.

"Do you like me?"

When Lu Qinghuan finished those words, Bo Yanchen's heart seemed to flicker for a moment, the current Lu Qinghuan was no longer the former her.

Bo Yanchen firmly believes that Lu Qinghuan in the past was sincere to him, and only loved him in his life, but what about Lu Qinghuan now? ?
"I……"

But she didn't know how to speak, Lu Qinghuan was not that good at expressing the person she liked, she just lowered her head slowly, almost buried her head directly under the car.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry to ask you for an answer, because I firmly believe that with my own charm, you can definitely fall in love with me."

This time it was a brand new love.

The car stopped in front of the hotel. Lu Qinghuan was so sleepy that she could not walk steadily. When she was in a trance, Bao Yanchen directly picked her up and went straight to the room they had booked before amidst the surprised eyes around her.

There is only one big bed in the room. Usually when Bo Yanchen is with Lu Qinghuan in the hospital, he will sleep on another big bed inside the hospital bed, but now there is only one bed...

Lu Qinghuan, who was put on the ground, was a little at a loss. She looked at Bao Yanchen, then at the super big and super soft bed inside, and took a deep breath:

"How about I go downstairs and book a room..."

Lu Qinghuan coughed dryly.

"The money I transferred to you during this period can't afford the room fee here. How are you going to book a room?" Because of amnesia, Lu Qinghuan's bank card has been kept by Bo Yanchen.

It was originally agreed to tell Lu Qinghuan the password again, but because Lu Qinghuan hadn't sung a complete song, she put it on hold.

So now Lu Qinghuan looks very embarrassed:

"Didn't you say that my bank card is with you? And I have acted in so many plays before, and I have also been a university teacher. I can't have no savings at all, right?"

Seeing her so dry and about to cry, Bo Yanchen finally couldn't bear it, and took out a small custom-made bank card from his bag:

"This is your money for these years."

He directly handed over the bank card to Lu Qinghuan generously, but there was no next move.

"What about the password?"

What is the use of only holding this bank card in her hand now?Still don't need a password?
"You sleep here with me today, and I'll tell you the password tomorrow." Sure enough, he was a scheming and wretched man. When he heard this, his goosebumps rose, but there was still a faint expectation in his heart.

In fact, she didn't know what she was expecting, but she just felt that something else would happen next...

"You have no choice now, you should be willing to be a kitten in my arms."

Bo Yanchen hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled softly, then took out two sets of pajamas from the cabinet beside him, and pointed to the bathroom beside him:

"Ladies first." After speaking, she put the women's pajamas in Lu Qinghuan's hands.

The whole room is extremely large, and the decoration looks very high-quality. At first glance, there is a graceful and luxurious atmosphere. Lu Qinghuan took the pajamas that Bo Yanchen handed over, spread it out to have a look, and found that it turned out to be a very... exposed halter pajamas.

What is going on in this man's mind every day?
"I didn't prepare this pajamas, but the hotel itself. If you want to change, you can go and say hello yourself."

But at this moment, Bo Yanchen suddenly put on a very innocent look, as if he was also the victim, and just waved his hand to the side.

Only Lu Qinghuan was left standing there in a daze, staring at the backless pajamas in his hand, at a loss what to do.

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom finally sounded after 10 minutes.

Bo Yanchen's eyes were fixed on the bathroom for a moment, and the dim light around him reflected that the indifference between his brows had turned into a trace of impatience and tenderness.

After Lu Qinghuan took a shower, after some hesitation, he finally put on the backless pajamas and quietly opened the bathroom door.