Madam wants a divorce, paranoid Mr. Bo turns into a loyal dog in seconds

He pried open her teeth, and the tip of his tongue entered flexibly, entangled with her.

Ruan Ruan closed her eyes, hugged his neck tightly with her arms, and tried hard to bear the kiss.

After a long time, Bo Simu ended the kiss and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Do you like me kissing you like this?"

"like."

"I would also like."

The two looked at each other, emotions welling up in their eyes.

Bo Simu whispered: "Ruan Ruan, give me another chance, okay?"

Ruan Ruan nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

Bo Simu laughed and lingered on the corner of his mouth for a moment before slowly retreating.

Ruan Ruan looked into his eyes: "You...what else do you want to ask?"

"Gone."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Bo Simu pulled the quilt over the two of them and patted his back gently: "Be good, go to sleep."

Ruan Ruan lay back and closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

This was an unprecedented and unfamiliar experience. Ruan Ruan could even clearly feel his heartbeat speeding up, his blood boiling, and his head feeling dizzy and swollen. He felt as if he was drunk or poisoned.

It wasn't until the sound of even and long breathing came to his ears that Ruan Ruan dared to open his eyes, turned sideways, and stared at the man beside him.

He was sleeping soundly, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, his lips were a little brighter than usual, and even the tips of his eyebrows were dyed with a faint blush. His whole face exuded a seductive crimson beauty, as if any feather could Fiddle with him until his mind wanders.

Ruan Ruan stared at him blankly, her eyes becoming blurred and gentle.

Such longing for her made him feel heartbroken, and he wished he could have the best things in the world in front of him.

Ruan Ruan reached out and touched his forehead, feeling a thin layer of hot sweat. He knew he had a fever, but he was not worried. Instead, he felt very happy. Because only when he was sick could Bo Simu completely belong to him.

Ruan Ruan thought for a while, turned over and lay down on the bed, leaned close to Bo Simu's lips and kissed her.

However, the next second, Bo Simu suddenly woke up and looked at the young man next to him with sharp eyes, a little vigilance and coldness.

"you……"

Ruan Ruan was stunned.

At that moment, he actually read the murderous aura in Bo Simu's eyes. That strong aura was enough to destroy everything, as if a cheetah that had been dormant for a long time finally showed its sharp claws and could pounce on the enemy at any time and bite to death!

Ruan Ruan was frightened.

"Simu?" He called him cautiously, trying to bring back the trace of indifference and reason.

Bo Simu was silent for a few seconds and slowly returned to normal. He let go of Ruan Ruan's waist, sat up, looked down at the other person, and asked, "Do you have a fever?"

"Well... that should be it." Ruan Ruan rubbed his forehead and whispered, "I remember that when you hugged me to sleep last night, your body was very hot. I thought you were sick, but I didn't expect you to be there already. When I woke up, I was still moving around stupidly."

Ruan Ruan's tone was annoyed, but after hearing this, Bo Simu's expression remained serious: "You don't understand. People with fever tend to have random thoughts. If you continue to torture me, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and hurt you."

Ruan Ruan blinked his big eyes: "I didn't torture you."

Bo Simu frowned and said, "You obviously have a fever, but you still get angry with me."

"Who said I had a fever?" Ruan Ruan looked up at him, his eyes bright.

Bo Simu was suspicious: "Really?"

Ruan Ruan nodded seriously: "Of course it's true."

Bo Simu stared at him for a moment and found that he didn't smell anything unusual, so he reluctantly believed what he said.

Seeing this, Ruan Ruan calmed down, took the initiative to get into Bo Simu's arms and rubbed her, coquettishly saying in a low voice: "Don't think too much, I just can't let you go. I will definitely be sad if you leave."

Bo Simu pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and stroked his back, as if to comfort him.

Ruan Ruan immediately became energetic again. He put his arms around Bo Simu's neck, leaned in and gnawed wildly until the two of them couldn't speak clearly.

"Simu, shall we go shopping today?"

"Okay." Bo Simu agreed happily and added, "But I need to take a shower now."

Ruan Ruan nodded and said attentively: "Then wash up quickly, I'll wait for you outside."

Bo Simu: "Yeah."

Ruan Ruan ran out of the bathroom, leaned on the door panel, took a deep breath, his chest was full and swollen, like a lively little rabbit, he poked it with his finger, smiling happily.

Ruan Ruan is actually quite easy to deceive. Even if Bo Simu does nothing but simply stays with him, he will still be happy for a long time.

However, Bo Simu was obviously more accustomed to acting in a mature and steady manner. After he was fully dressed, he stood in front of Ruan Ruan and asked, "Which outfit is suitable for me to wear?"

Ruan Ruan stood on tiptoe and helped him adjust his tie.

Bo Simu's skin was fair, and the buttons on the cuffs of his shirt were black. After he tied them, he looked even more dignified and restrained. He bent slightly, looked into Ruan Ruan's eyes, and said, "Help me choose."

Ruan Ruan nodded: "Okay."

The two changed stores and bought a pair of blue jeans and a casual T-shirt. Ruan Ruan suggested: "The shirt you are wearing today is too formal. How about we buy another casual outfit?"

Bo Simu thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No need, just leave it like this."

Ruan Ruan didn't insist: "Okay."

After the two of them had eaten, they went to the supermarket to buy groceries.

Meeting a few neighbors on the road, Ruan Ruan greeted them politely.

"Hey, Sibei, isn't this your wife?"

Bo Simu nodded, holding Ruan Ruan's hand and walking forward.

"Tsk, tsk, look at how handsome this little one is."

"This child is so adorable. No matter where he is placed, he is the focus of the crowd."

"These two kids are a good match. They are talented and handsome."

……

Ruan Ruan was so praised that she felt very happy.

When the two of them returned to the house carrying large and small bags, Bo Simu took the purchased ingredients into the kitchen. Ruan Ruan was sitting on the sofa watching TV, glancing at the busy man from time to time.

This is the home of him and Bo Simu. It is a two-story small foreign-style building. Although it is not particularly luxurious, it is clean and comfortable. They clean it and repair the garden every day. It is like a new home.

Ruan Ruan likes it here very much. He can't wait to move here and live with Bo Simu.

After Bo Simu cooked the porridge and brought it out, Ruan Ruan was already lying on the sofa obediently, looking at him eagerly.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his eyes were dark and extremely moist, which made Bo Simu's throat tighten.

He coughed lightly, looked away, and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Ruan Ruan: "Drink it while it's hot."

Ruan Ruan took his hand and squeezed it in her palm: "Thank you."

"I'm going to change clothes first," Bo Simu said.

Ruan Ruan hummed, held the bowl obediently, and secretly looked at him while drinking porridge.

When Bo Simu changed clothes and came out, he found Ruan Ruan staring at him.

Bo Simu asked: "What's wrong?"

Ruan Ruan shook his head and asked with a smile: "Why is your hair wet?"

His hair was already short, and now part of it was stuck to the top of his head, making it slightly messy.

Bo Simu: "I washed the dishes in the kitchen."

Ruan Ruan said in realization, "Then let's go out to eat. I'll treat you. I know a new hotpot restaurant has opened nearby."

Bo Simu hesitated, shook his head and refused.