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

Jingran changed her clothes, returned to the hotel, took a shower, and checked her body, only to find that there were large bruises on the outside of her thighs, and her waist and hips were all bruised.

The longer it goes on, the more painful it becomes.

She called the front desk and asked for some bruising spray, and ordered a light meal along the way. She was going to rub it in and wait to see how it went tomorrow.

Chen Chao left her a high-end suite. It wasn't big, but it had all the things she needed. Jingran washed all her clothes, put on a loose nightgown and waited in the room for about ten years. Minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

She put down her phone and opened the door, expecting it to be a waiter, but when she saw the man standing at the door, Jingran's first reaction was to close the door directly.

But before the door could reach the edge, a strong hand pushed hard against the edge of the door.

Jingran tried her best to suck the milk but couldn't close it, and the bruises on her body hurt so much that she simply gave up and blocked the door with no intention of letting anyone in. "Brother, it's very late. , did you go to the wrong room?"

Bo Zhanchen changed into loose casual clothes, and his hair was wet. He looked just as lazy as usual. However, at this time, Bo Zhanchen did not have the sharpness in the day, but was as loose as the big brother next door. Inexplicably Several years younger.

He raised the plastic bag hanging on his hand, "Is this what you want?"

Jingran took a look at the transparent bag and saw that it contained some drinking wine. She immediately frowned and asked, "When will Mr. Bo still work part-time as a hotel waiter?"

She ordered room service, so why did Bo Zhanchen come to deliver something?

Bo Zhanchen heard the irony in her words and sneered, secretly thinking that he had no conscience and would demolish the bridge after crossing the river.

However, he didn't care about her, and his eyes roamed up and down her body, "Where is it hurt?"

Of course Jingran would not be stupid enough to tell Bo Zhanchen the location of her injury.

Shaking his head decisively, "No. My feet are tired, so I used them to rub my feet."

Bo Zhanchen saw her defensive look and immediately laughed angrily, "Where does it hurt? I'll rub it for you."

Jingran subconsciously took a step back and said, "No need."

Taking advantage of this gap, Bo Zhanchen kicked open the door, stepped in sideways, and closed the door with his backhand, "Why not use it? Today the entire ski resort watched me going up the mountain with you, and the staff above watched me carrying you on my back." "Come down the mountain, if you are injured and run back to call the police, I will still be the first responsible person. When the time comes, my kindness will be treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, who can I ask for redress?"

Jingran had an intuition that he came with bad intentions, but she didn't expect this person to be so shameless, "It's not appropriate for others to see you coming to my room so late at night. You'd better go out. Even if I get hurt, I won't involve you. What's more, I won’t call the police.”

At the end, he added, "I can still tell the difference between saving my life or taking my life."

It was okay if she didn't say it. When she said this, Bo Zhanchen remembered that she was intercepted by Chen Chao on the mountainside. She clarified the relationship between them in front of Chen Chao, fearing that Chen Chao might misunderstand.

Who doesn't know that Chen Chao and Bo Jiamu grew up wearing the same pair of pants? They were afraid that Chen Chao would misunderstand, and Bo Jiamu would misunderstand.

Bo Zhanchen's heart felt like it was being pinched, and the sourness ran from his blood vessels to the top of his head, and his expression turned cold. "Are you afraid that others will see you, or are you waiting for someone other than a waiter?"

Jingran didn't know why Bo Zhanchen was so nervous, "What do you mean I'm waiting for someone other than a waiter? Otherwise, who would I be waiting for?"

The corridor was not very large, so Jingran was standing against the wall.

Bo Zhanchen supported the wall with one hand and easily trapped her in front of him, looking down at her, "Don't I have to ask you this? Who are you waiting for? Chen Chao? Bo Jiamu?"

Jingran took a deep breath and almost choked to death on his words.

The anger rushed up from the soles of his feet.

He thinks that she is looking for Chen Chao just to have that kind of relationship with him and then exchange orders for Jing's, right?

In his eyes, she is the kind of woman who can sell her body casually if she has a profit?

This is not the first time this has happened, and it is not that Jingran has never been coaxed before, but after this day's fright, her whole body ached, and her anxiety and annoyance were all concentrated together. Jingran was made of mud and had a temper. .

I don’t want to coax anymore.

She stared straight into Bo Zhanchen's eyes and said word by word, "Who am I waiting for? What does it have to do with Mr. Bo? In what capacity do you care about me? Your future eldest brother? Or a lover who treats me as your mistress?" "

Both of these are disgraceful titles, and Bo Zhanchen's face was visibly ugly.

Jingran stretched out her hand and pushed the man in front of her away. "You go away. Bo Zhanchen, I don't owe you anything. I can handle Bo Jiamu myself. You can also replace the Bo family's project." She turned back and glanced disappointedly. Bo Zhanchen, "What you said before is indeed correct. There is no one in this world who cannot live without another person. It is true that with one more person, the earth will not explode."

In this life, she only wants the Jing family to be safe.

As long as no one comes to hurt them, any hatred or hatred can be put aside.

The reason why Bo Zhanchen had such thoughts about her was simply because he felt that she still had hope for Bo Jiamu, and even hated her to the bone.

But if Bo Jiamu could not disturb her life, instead of being hostile to her anytime and anywhere, she would be far away from him now.

Jingran tried her best to calm down and lowered her eyelashes. She looked depressed and groggy for several degrees. "It was true that I was abrupt before and couldn't recognize my identity. I have troubled Mr. Bo with many things. I won't do it again. Please." You go out."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight in, but before she even lifted her feet, she was picked up and placed directly on the sofa next to her.

Jingran landed on the ground without even uttering a exclamation. She subconsciously pulled the lapels of her pajamas and pushed back in. She didn't know whether it was pain or grievance, but her eyes immediately turned red, "Bo Zhanchen, are you human? Are you thinking so much?" Are they all that kind of thing?”

Bo Zhanchen had no expression on his face. After hearing this, he just glanced up at her indifferently, took out the spray in the bag, and reached out to grab Jingran's feet.

If the grip was not tight, Jingran struggled to retreat. During the struggle, the nightgown went up along the smooth and delicate skin, revealing two slender white legs.

Bo Zhanchen was half squatting on the ground again. Looking from this angle, he could only see Jingran wearing nothing.

His eyes darkened for a moment, and his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily. However, after being distracted for a second or two, Jing Ran kicked him in the chest without mercy.

Fortunately, he was on guard early and didn't move at all, but it caused Jingran a lot of pain.

Bo Zhanchen didn't talk nonsense to her and directly put his foot down, "Don't your feet hurt? Be honest."