Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

Gu's mother wiped away her tears and smiled.

This scene made her a little breathless, perhaps because the wedding dress was too tight, her face became paler and paler.

"The lawyer has something to do, I'm leaving first." She waved at them in a panic, and hurried away.

Gu Minzhou chased after a few steps, looked at her receding back, and finally stopped.

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the surrounding layout, a deep emotion flashed across his eyes.

Turning his head, he saw Gu's mother staring at him, that gaze made Gu Minzhou feel inexplicably apprehensive.

"mom."

Gu's mother shook her head with complicated eyes: "Son, Mom wants you to be happy, but you have to know that marriage is not a child's play."

"Mom, I know."

Jiang Yuan left here as if fleeing, not daring to stay for a moment.

Just walked out of the hotel.

She bent down and covered her mouth, the pain in her stomach was overwhelming, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

A car came speeding up and stopped firmly in front of her.

She raised her eyes and saw a handsome face reflected in her eyes.

With the man's hand on the car window, his gaze pierced him like a sharp sword, with indifference, alienation, arrogance and sarcasm.

Jiang Yuan was stunned, and forgot to cry, until the man opened the car door, got out of the car with straight and slender legs and walked towards her.

He has a tall and straight figure, black clothes and white trousers, which set off his perfect figure, handsome facial features, clear outline, and a rebellious aura between his brows.

He approached her and asked word by word: "It's not good to vomit your wedding dress dirty."

Jiang Yuan blinked, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Rolex watch on his wrist, her heart was beating violently and trembling uncontrollably.

Compared with the proposal scene just now, this heartbeat is very different.

She looked away in a panic, trying to suppress the fear in her heart.

"I……"

She gritted her teeth to barely maintain her sanity.

"How did you know I was here?"

The man curled his lips and sneered: "Are you the only one in the world who wants to get married?" He bent down and leaned close to her ear, his voice hoarse.

"You are in such a hurry to get married because you are afraid that I will disturb your good business?"

The scorching breath sprayed on her ear when he spoke made her feel numb all over, and she smiled stiffly, trying to make herself look calm.

"Mr. Bo, please respect yourself!"

She tried to push him away, but he hugged her waist and pressed her into his arms, and the breath of male hormones enveloped her.

He whispered close to her ear: "Whether I am self-respecting, you know it in your heart."

Jiang Yuan's blood flowed backwards, and she struggled to push him away, but she heard the man's deep and magnetic voice, with a bit of coaxing: "Don't make trouble."

Those two words made his heart tremble even more.

His eyes fell on the other's lips inadvertently, and there was an impulse in his heart.

The man's breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and Jiang Yuan's brain was in chaos. She suddenly stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes and kissed him.

Bo Chenchuan's pupils suddenly constricted, and when he saw her actively kissing him, his heart burst into ecstasy.

She actually kissed him!

Her initiative was simply an invitation.

He turned against the customer, prying open her white teeth fiercely, and nimbly inserted his tongue into her mouth.

He clasped her slender waist with one hand, and held her tender cheek with the other, demanding the sweetness in her mouth domineeringly and forcefully.

Jiang Yuan's head was blank, and her body became a puddle of spring mud, and she could only stand by the man.

"I miss you so much."

"Shh." She covered his lips with her slender hands, and half pushed and half sat on his car. The familiar smell made her feel a lot more at ease.

She looked up at him: "When did you return to China?"

Bo Chenchuan raised his eyebrows: "Last night."

She pursed her bright red lips and looked at him with bright eyes: "Did you come here specially to attend my wedding?"

The coldness in his eyes was fleeting.

He pinched her jaw, forcing her to meet his eyes: "Jiang Yuan."

Jiang Yuan's eyes dimmed, and she smiled bitterly.

"I know."

"Now that you know, who do you pretend to be for?"

The man's deep voice was full of danger and warning: "Aren't you still afraid of me?"

There was a spell in his voice, which gradually woke her up.

"you will not."

She wrapped her arms around his thin waist, pressed her face against his chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat.

The two never spoke to each other after arriving at the hotel.

They vented their missing each other crazily, until her lips turned red when he bit her.

Her body was already limp and weak.

The man's eyes were dark and hot, he hugged her, pressed her against the wall, and covered her lips again.

He kisses very roughly.

It seems to punish her for being misbehaving, and it seems to be venting some feelings.

Jiang Yuan was breathless from his kiss, and pushed him away with her remaining rationality: "I'm tired."

He smiled lowly: "Me too."

His hoarse and ambiguous voice made Jiang Yuan's whole face flush, she glared at him in shame, got out of his arms, ran to the bed and lay down.

The man followed, picked her up, put her in his arms, and let her lean on his shoulders.

Jiang Yuan inserted her fingers into his thick black hair, smelling the unique woody fragrance of his body.

This kind of breath, like poppies, makes people want to stop.

"I really miss you." Her voice sounded muffled, with a bit of grievance and coquettishness.

Bo Chenchuan touched her little head, and said in a low and hoarse voice with a bit of doting: "Me too."

She nestled in his arms, put her arms around his thin waist, buried her face in his broad and thick chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

This feeling made her greedy.

It also made her feel at ease like never before.

"This time, consider it the last time."

Her tone was full of remorse and regret.

Bo Chenchuan wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head and lightly pecked her earlobe, his voice was bewitching: "Yuan, how much you miss me."

He automatically ignored the words that made him uncomfortable.

Her heart warmed up, and she nodded vigorously: "Think about it very much."

She misses him very much.

Every time she sleeps, she will dream of him, dreaming that he treats her tenderly, dreaming that she is intoxicated in his arms.

"Come with me tonight."

As Bo Chenchuan said, he lowered his head to enclose her earlobe, and licked her sensitive neck tenderly and tenderly.

Jiang Yuan squinted her eyes slightly, her breathing became short of breath, and her legs became weak.

His breathing instantly became heavy.

Bo Chenchuan's body tensed, and he looked at the woman in his arms.

Jiang Yuan's face was flushed, and her almond eyes were moist and misty. Her body exuded a fatal charm, which made people want to conquer.

With a restrained growl, he turned over and lay flat on the bed, breathing heavily, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body was hot.

"Yuan, I love you."

When Jiang Yuan heard his words, her body shook violently, and then she slowly raised her head to look at the man's handsome face.

His eyes were deep and complex, as if containing thousands of stars, which made her reluctant to look away.

"I love you too."

He lowered his head to hold her lips and kissed her fiercely.

They both need each other.

The temperature in the room was rising steadily, and the intertwined breathing of men and women was especially clear in the huge and luxurious suite.