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

Jingran regretted the moment she asked this question.

She looked up at Bo Zhanchen awkwardly, "Well, I don't mean anything else. Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried about grandpa's health."

Jingran knew that her explanation was a little too pale, and she was worried that she would make more mistakes, so she simply shut up. She held the phone, her palms felt a little hot, and the tips of her ears were slightly red.

She regretted it.

Can you take that sentence back, complete with the punctuation?

Can Bo Zhanchen pretend not to have heard?

Jingran's laughter became more and more guilty. Just when she was wondering whether to hang up the phone, Bo Zhanchen on the other end spoke. "Grandpa's health is fine. It's just a small problem on my side. Due to some special circumstances, I couldn't reply to your message in time."

Jingran heard a brake sound coming from Bo Zhanchen's side, followed by a whistle coming from outside the villa door.

"Come downstairs, I'm at the door."

Bo Zhanchen's deep voice came through the receiver. His short words made Jingran's head feel dizzy. She sat up from the bed and almost kicked her slippers away.

Jingran asked doubtfully, "Now?"

Several muffled laughs came from Bo Zhanchen's chest, "If you want me to knock on the door, that's not impossible."

"No, my family doesn't want me to have anything to do with the Bo family now. Just wait for me at the door. I'll be there soon!" Jingran rejected Bo Zhanchen's proposal without mercy.

She hurriedly changed her clothes, didn't even put on makeup, and went out with only her mobile phone.

In front of the door of Jing's villa, Bo Zhanchen was leaning against the car. He looked at the beautiful figure running out of the door, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"The doctor said you can't do strenuous exercise yet. Why are you running so fast? I can't run." As he spoke, Bo Zhanchen took two steps forward and naturally stretched out his hand to pass by Jingran's waist, carefully avoiding her. He lowered his head to examine the wound on her head.

Jingran smelled the woody fragrance of the man's body, and her heart, which was still restless, suddenly calmed down, and even her eyes felt a little hot.

By some strange coincidence, Jingran almost subconsciously put her arms around Bo Zhanchen's waist and buried her entire face in the man's arms.

He looked silent, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Bo Zhanchen shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to touch the back of Jingran's head, and comforted softly, "Am I back now? It seems that you have suffered a lot during my absence. Don't worry, I will give it to you intact. Get it back."

Before Jingran could say anything, Bo Zhanchen directly stuffed the person into the passenger seat.

It wasn't until Bo Zhanchen turned around and got into the driver's seat that Jingran realized that she had smelled a medicinal smell on the man.

The medicinal smell was mixed with the disinfectant, so it wasn't unpleasant.

She followed Bo Zhanchen with her eyes and landed on his chest, "Are you injured?"

Bo Zhanchen didn't expect Jingran to notice it, and raised his eyebrows at her in surprise, "I specially sprayed perfume when I came out. Did you smell it? The smell of medicine is so strong?"

Jingran's face darkened, "You haven't replied to any messages during this period, and you've tormented yourself like this. What on earth were you doing?"

After Jingran asked this question, she regretted it again.

Who is she questioning Bo Zhanchen?

To put it nicely, there was an agreement between the two of them, but to put it badly, she was just Bo Zhanchen’s underground lover. She had no name and no status. She just meddleed in other people’s affairs. Wasn’t she out of her mind?

Jingran turned her head awkwardly, and without waiting for Bo Zhanchen's answer, she added to herself, "Don't get me wrong, the contract matters have not been resolved yet. I don't want my partners to go wrong halfway. If Bo Zhanchen If you really can't do it, you can terminate the agreement as early as possible, and I won't pester you."

Bo Zhanchen's dangerous eyes fell on Jingran's chattering little mouth, and he saw the woman turning her head and staring out the window with an awkward look on her face.

He stretched out his long arms, hugged the back of Jingran's head, and kissed her little mouth.

Facing the enlarged face in the photo in front of her, Jingran was still a little at a loss. Just as she was about to push forward, she thought that the man was injured, so she could only grab his arm instead.

After not seeing each other for nearly half a month, Jingran's skills were a bit rusty. In just a few minutes, she was attacked by someone. Her whole body softened, her waist sank back unconsciously, and her whole body felt dizzy. of.

In the narrow carriage, the ambiguous atmosphere continued to escalate. Jingran's T-shirt was pulled up, and the exposed fair skin was stained with a layer of blush.

It wasn't until Jingran was kissed that she could hardly breathe, that Bo Zhanchen reluctantly straightened up.

He wiped the ravaged red lips of Jingran with the pad of his thumb, looked at her half-opened mouth, and her frightened and uneasy eyes like a fawn, and closed her eyes forcefully, covering the bottom of her eyes. The flames are about to burst out.

Jingran's injury hasn't healed yet.

The cracked ribs really prevented him from doing strenuous exercise, he was not a beast yet.

Bo Zhanchen turned on the air conditioner, unbuttoned his shirt, and straightened Jingran's crumpled T-shirt, "Jingran, don't say I can't do it next time. Don't you know best whether I can do it or not?"

Bo Zhanchen's voice was hoarse and his low tone made Jingran's face turn red.

"When did I say you couldn't do it?" Jingran didn't dare to look at Bo Zhanchen at all.

She tugged at the seat belt in a panic, but the man had opened her seat belt at some point. Her little face was red and bleeding.

Bo Zhanchen is a bastard!

Doesn’t this make it clear that a good person is being wronged?

Jingran suddenly thought of what she had just said, and this strange feeling that she couldn't explain came to her.

Did she overlook something?

Before Jingran could figure it out, Bo Zhanchen's angular face showed a more playful smile, "You know what I said, but this time, I'll keep it in mind for you, so you don't have to reply next time. It’s the Jing family.”

Seeing the raging fire in Bo Zhanchen's eyes, Jingran's toes were on the ground in embarrassment.

Only then did she remember that Bo Zhanchen's car was parked in front of the Jing family's villa!

As long as she comes back now, she can no longer hide the fact that she and this bastard man were doing inappropriate things in the car!

Thinking of this, Jingran gritted her teeth, "It's all your fault. If you don't leave quickly, why did you ask me to come down here! Do you still know that I am a patient? You can do this to a patient. It is simply inhumane."

Bo Zhanchen curled his lips and smiled without any guilt, "I am also a wounded person, we are even."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Neither of them noticed that in a small forest in front of the villa, a man holding a camera and wearing a baseball cap, covering himself from head to toe, jumped out.