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

Jiang Yuan turned sideways and looked at Bo Chenchuan, who was leaning against the wall to smoke with a bottle of wine in his hand.

She blinked her eyes, "It should be you and your telepathy, I woke up automatically when I saw you were still asleep."

"Did I disturb you?" Bo Chenchuan extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and walked towards her.

Jiang Yuan shook her head and looked at him with watery eyes, "Do you want to talk to me?"

"You still don't want to leave, you can tell me that you don't have to take care of everything by yourself."

As she spoke, biting her lip, her face was full of grievances and displeasure, like a child who had been bullied.

Bo Chenchuan walked to her side, bent down and kissed her forehead, and comforted her gently, "I know, my identity is quite special."

"But I love you for real."

She looked like a good baby, and Bo Chenchuan chuckled, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Then I'll tell you a story to lull you to sleep."

He took her hand back to the bedroom and put her on the bed, "then you lie down first, I can tell you any story you want to hear."

Jiang Yuan blinked her big Shuiling eyes, looked at his handsome and extraordinary facial features, "Then I want to listen to fairy tales, no."

"I want to hear the story of your childhood, I want to hear you talk about your childhood."

She approached him, wrapped her arms around his neck and waist, rested her head on his strong chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, her mood gradually calmed down.

Bo Chenchuan lowered his eyes, looked at her fair and tender face, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "I will tell you in the future."

He leaned over and touched her bright red and alluring mouth, and carefully inserted into her mouth.

She closed her eyes in embarrassment, letting him dictate.

At some point, the two of them had already fallen on the bed, and her dress was taken down to her waist.

The long black hair was scattered on the white sheets, as delicate and charming as blooming flowers.

"What should I do with you?"

The man's fingers moved on her smooth skin, all the way down her neck and collarbone.

His lips kissed down her elegant and slender neck, making her tremble.

"I have to get up early tomorrow." She murmured, a seductive blush appeared on her face.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he gasped, as if he was about to suffocate, his legs wrapped around his waist uncontrollably.

After a long time, both of them were hot and hot, and he finally let her go, and put his forehead against hers.

"I really don't want to leave you."

She hammered his chest lightly, "Didn't we agree on this matter, shall we talk about it tomorrow?"

Bo Chenchuan raised his eyebrows, "Since everyone says I'm a bad person, then simply be a complete bad person, and only after doing bad things can we get things done."

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, not understanding what the other party meant, and looked at him with trembling eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed her lips again, blocked her words, and wantonly invaded her city.

Jiang Yuan felt that she was about to be out of breath, her little hands clenched into fists and beat on his chest.

But what he got in return was an even crazier kiss, as if to devour her.

"Ah! It hurts..." She frowned and shouted.

The man's kiss came to an abrupt end. He held her cheeks and looked at her expression. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he kissed her lips again.

Her body was very sensitive, especially the moment she was kissed by him.

His whole body was numb and weak as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and he was limp in his arms.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No..." She shook her head, her voice was crying, "But I just want to tell you that you have never been a bad person."

Bo Chenchuan's eyes dimmed, and he kissed her lips again, this time he became more gentle.

Her little hands clung to his back, feeling the hot temperature of the man's body against her, she couldn't help shrinking back.

His big hand held her slender wrist, "I can't imagine a day without you."

There were crystal clear teardrops in the corners of her eyes, and her body was tense.

The room was foggy, and she raised her head to look at the tall and straight man standing in front of her.

The lines of his face are tough and tough, and at this moment, his deep eyes are filled with forbearance and restraint.

"Didn't we talk about this matter and talk about it tomorrow?"

"Yuan, I'm in pain." There was pain in his hoarse voice.

Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth and did not dare to make a sound.

His voice was filled with pain, "What should I do with you?"

Her eyes were moist, "Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

She is hesitating.

She has decided to leave.

Bo Chenchuan's eyes fell on her charming little face, and his throat rolled a few times.

He suppressed the surging impulse in his body, "I'm a little worried about tomorrow's result, but you have to believe that I will always be by your side."

"Worried?" Her tone was a little anxious, "Did Mr. Bo have any new clues, or did I make a mistake?"

Bo Chenchuan stared down at her, "You are right."

"There are too many people behind him, but I will stand by your side until you win."

Jiang Yuan's eyes shone with joy, was his words a promise?

Her tears flowed down, and she threw herself into his generous arms, "You won't lie to me?"

Bo Chenchuan stroked her jet-black hair, complex emotions flowed in his eyes, and finally turned into a firm "Yes."

Jiang Yuan raised her head to look at his sharp outline, and there was a faint trace of fatigue between his brows.

"Let's sleep."

She took the initiative to put her arms around his thin waist, and rested her head on his broad and warm chest.

Listening to his heartbeat, I felt that this kind of happiness was as illusory as bubbles.

"As long as you don't go to your father's side, I'll be relieved." Jiang Yuan looked into his eyes.

"As long as you don't go to that devil's side, my hanging heart will be relieved. I don't want to see you get hurt, and I don't want to see you compromise for his bad things."

Her tears were pattering down, and she reached out to grab his skirt, her eyes filled with thick mist, "You are always a good person."

Bo Chenchuan looked down at her, with a trace of distress in his eyes, "Be patient."

He leaned over and embraced her in his arms, holding her tightly, "When you win, I will win."

"I don't want others to misunderstand you." Jiang Yuan buried her face in his wide and warm embrace, where her heart was beating wildly, as if out of control.

She hugged his waist tightly, feeling his warmth and warmth.

In these years, besides mother and grandma, he was the only man who gave her warmth, and he was also her favorite person.

"You are a good person."