The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

Bo Zhanchen raised his lips and smiled, "You are not a thief, what are you guilty of?"

Jingran felt baffled, "Why should I feel guilty?"

Bo Zhanchen followed Jingran's waistline with his fingers and slowly came to her. The two of them were skin to skin in the narrow space, and their breathing seemed to be intertwined.

Jingran noticed the man's movements, her whole body tensed up, and she shrank back, "What are you doing! Let go -"

As she finished her words, the door of the lounge was suddenly knocked, and Lu Ming's probing voice came from outside, "Jingran, are you in there?"

Jingran suddenly shut up, with a rare expression of embarrassment on his face.

There may be only a few people who know her, but Bo Zhanchen appears on the hot search headlines from time to time, so there are probably not many people who don't know him.

Although Tiantian said she wanted to break off the engagement with Bo Jiamu, there is still a layer of skin hanging over her. She usually lets it go behind her back. If others see her hanging out with her "eldest uncle", she doesn't know what will happen if the news spreads. Son.

Bo Zhanchen's hand on Jingran's back paused slightly, and he was already close to her neck. His breath was spraying on the side of her face. He lowered his voice and said, "When did you two meet? He asked you to be so close." ?”

Jingran's mind was in a state of confusion.

How come calling someone by name becomes intimacy.

But before she could recover, she was pinched on her waist. She was in pain and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Immediately, her mouth was tightly blocked. People outside heard Jingran's voice but did not hear any more responses. The knocking on the door became more intense, "Jingran? Is it you? Are you okay?"

Jingran wanted to respond, but couldn't utter a single word. Bo Zhanchen obviously did it on purpose. The more the situation was like this, the more he wanted to stir up the flames, not letting her speak out or letting her be completely quiet.

Jingran felt her face flush and her heart beat loudly when she heard the voice, and she could only close her mouth tightly against the wall.

Seeing that there was no response from inside, the people outside quickly left.

Bo Zhanchen also relaxed his strength.

Jingran took the opportunity to push him away, lowered her head and quickly arranged the clothes on her body. The words "you are sick" were running around her mouth crazily. She was so stunned that she didn't dare to say a word, for fear that if she said it, the man would go crazy.

Bo Zhanchen had no intention of continuing. He just leaned against the wall behind him and looked coldly at the woman in front of him who was buttoning her buttons with trembling hands.

Jingran was wearing a dress with a polo collar today. The fabric was tight and almost flowed along the lines of her body. It also made her figure look uneven, with the places that should be lifted up and the places that should be tucked away, leaving her neck exposed. His skin showed a thin layer of pink due to embarrassment.

There is a bright strawberry near the collar. Well, he didn't have enough strength to hold it just now.

This is a real angel with a face and a devil's figure. It's hard to look away after just one look.

Bo Zhanchen was no exception. Every time he looked at Jingran like this, he would feel astonished all over again, but the time and occasion were not right, and he was not interested in actually showing this kind of thing to others.

After a brief silence, Jingran packed up her clothes, looked up and down, and made sure there was nothing wrong. She didn't even mean to talk to Bo Zhanchen, so she reached out to pull the doorknob and prepared to leave.

As a result, Bo Zhanchen pushed the door that had just been opened a crack with one side of his body, "Why are you in such a hurry to go out? Send money to your little man?"

Jingran's good-natured temperament couldn't be restrained at this moment, and she backed away to a safe distance, "Why are you so crazy? That's just a waiter at the bar, what little man, do you know how to respect others?"

Bo Zhanchen almost laughed angrily, "I don't know how to respect people? Are you looking around the world to see which waiter doesn't work and plays cards with female customers? You can get paid for such an easy job, what do you think of other people who are working as waiters? ?”

Jingran raised her head suddenly and stared at the man in front of her with clear eyes, "Are you following me?"

Bo Zhanchen sneered, "Do you think I'm free?"

No, why didn't he understand that she could smile so beautifully to others, so when it was his turn, it was like taking a shot of gunpowder.

Jingran didn't believe it and frowned, "Then how do you know."

Bo Zhanchen gave her a cold look. In the crowd, she almost glued her eyes to others. Everyone said that she smiled so happily that it was difficult for him to pretend to be blind.

These were just thoughts in his mind. Bo Zhanchen raised his thin lips, but his words were not pleasant to hear, "No matter what, you are still a member of the Bo family. What's more, I don't touch things that others have touched."

Jingran's anger that had just been suppressed suddenly jumped from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, "Really? Then it's better for you to stay away from me, brother. I've met a lot of people, even Bo Jiamu's abdominal muscles..."

"Pa!" Before Jingran could finish speaking, a dark shadow came over in front of her.

She closed her eyes in fear, but unfortunately, the expected pain did not come. Bo Zhanchen slapped her on the wall behind her, almost hugging her, and looked at her condescendingly with lowered eyebrows.

Jingran pursed her lips subconsciously, and without daring to raise her head, she heard a cold and cold voice above her head, saying, "Have you wanted to do this for a long time? You coaxed me to help you find Zhang Huai, and you wanted to demolish the bridge after crossing the river. ?Jingjing, you are quite capable."

Jingran didn't know how he knew these things, but when he was poked into his thoughts, he inevitably felt a little guilty. He was so aggressive just now, but now he was completely mute and didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing her silence, Bo Zhanchen became even more angry and reached out to pinch her chin, "Are you really ready to burn bridges?"

Jingran, "..."

Seeing her expression, Bo Zhanchen didn't know what to expect, so he snorted coldly, "You're really good."

This time he didn't say anything, turned around and walked out.

Jingran looked at his decisive figure from behind. She couldn't tell what her mood was, and she was a little disappointed, but she quickly comforted herself, that's it, it was good.

Isn't this the result she wants most?

She waited until Bo Zhanchen was completely gone and the footsteps could no longer be heard, then she came out of the lounge and returned to the booth.

Lu Ming and another waiter had already left, leaving only Zhao Jiaojiao sitting there boredly playing with her mobile phone. When he saw her coming, he put away his mobile phone and said, "What are you doing? I just sent you a message, and a person in the toilet still said Gone.”

Jingran sat down. She was exhausted from the emotional ups and downs in the lounge just now and had little energy. "It's okay, I met an acquaintance."

The light in the booth was not very bright, but Zhao Jiaojiao couldn't stand her sharp eyes. She suddenly came over and rubbed her eyes, thinking that she had seen it wrong. She stood up and sat next to Jingran, and squeezed Jingran in and stretched out her hand. He opened her collar.

There was a strawberry inside.

Jingran lowered her head and happened to see it, and her heart suddenly felt as if a thousand grass-mud horses were running past.