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

When Bo Zhanchen returned to Jingran's bedroom, Jingran was still sitting on the carpet playing with the painting that he had not finished just now.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jingran looked up subconsciously, but before she could speak, the man picked her up from the ground.

The posture, similar to holding a child, made Jingran feel a little ashamed, but the sudden uneasiness caused her to subconsciously grasp the man's shoulders and neck.

Bo Zhanchen smiled fondly, "What did you ask Uncle Jing just now?"

Jingran had a stern look on her face, "I won't tell you anything even if I ask, so why are you asking so much? Bo Zhanchen, tell me honestly, when did you attack my parents?"

Ever since Bo Jiamu's incident happened, her mother's attitude towards Bo's family has always been cold. How could she suddenly change her mind towards Bo Zhanchen?

unless……

"The mountain man has his own clever plan." Bo Zhanchen's hand pressed lightly and sometimes heavily on Jingran's lower back, and his chin rested on her shoulder. His deep voice made Jingran's heart itch.

Bo Zhanchen pecked the base of her ear, "It's getting late, it's time to sleep, Ran Ran."

Jingran was brought back to her senses by these words, she pushed away the person on her body, and punched him on the chest as if to vent her anger.

"Bo Zhanchen, can you be a human being? This is at my parents' house, do you still want me to make a fool of myself?" Jingran's little face turned red, and her other hand subconsciously clenched the sheets underneath her, wishing she could Just wrap yourself tightly with the quilt.

The vigilant and wary eyes made Bo Zhanchen suppress a laugh.

Jingran stared, "Why are you laughing?"

Bo Zhanchen couldn't help laughing, "What are you thinking about in your little head? The room my aunt prepared for me is next door. I just came to kiss you good night."

Jingran couldn't hold it back anymore, so she raised her foot and kicked someone in the chest, but was grabbed by the ankle.

The moment he stepped forward, Bo Zhanchen's deep and hoarse voice sounded again, "Ran Ran, why are you still so cute?"

When Wuliu walked out of the bedroom, Jingran had wrapped herself in the quilt. She looked like a ripe shrimp, steaming all over her body.

It's not like she's never been called by a nickname, but why do these two words sound so strange when they come out of this man's mouth?

Especially just now, for a moment, Jingran even felt that this dog man really fell in love with her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly opened the quilt and slapped her face hard twice.

"Stop thinking nonsense, Jingran, love will only affect the speed of drawing your sword!"

Jingran had done enough psychological preparation for herself, but sadly, she was lying on this very familiar big bed, and she actually fell asleep...

She was like pancakes, tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, but she didn't feel sleepy at all!

"You're not going to bewitch me anymore, are you?! Damn it!"

After a few minutes, Jingran gave up her struggle.

Wearing bear pajamas, she knocked on Bo Zhanchen's door.

"The door is unlocked." A man's voice came from inside the door. Jingran quickly pushed the door open and walked quickly to his bed without even turning on the light.

"I can't sleep." Jingran, who had insomnia, was full of resentment.

"So?" Bo Zhanchen leaned against the bedside and turned on the bedside lamp, "Do you need sleep-inducing service, Ranran?"

Jingran was silent for two seconds and decided not to fight against her body. She opened the quilt and got in. Her whole body was wrapped around Bo Zhanchen like an octopus.

"No need, don't ask, shut up, I'm going to sleep."

Without giving Bo Zhanchen a chance to continue talking nonsense, Jingran adjusted to a comfortable position and closed her eyes.

The strange thing is that she actually fell asleep.

Bo Zhanchen lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was gradually sleeping soundly next to him, and unconsciously traced her eyebrows with his fingertips. After a few minutes, he sighed helplessly.

"Ran Ran, don't really forget about me. It really makes me sad. Can you think of me as soon as possible?"

Jingran noticed Bo Zhanchen's movements in her sleep. She hugged his waist and shrank into his arms again. She rubbed her head in the man's arms like a cat. Her hand unconsciously slipped down and touched the extremely embarrassing Location.

She was just unconscious, and after grabbing it hard, she smacked her lips dissatisfiedly.

The excessive movement made Bo Zhanchen's face stiffen, and he poked Jingran's face with his fingertips a little harder.

"I just owe you."

When she woke up the next day, Bo Zhanchen was still leaning on the bed, flipping through her phone.

Jingran only glanced at it and realized that the man was actually reading literature related to psychology. She rolled her eyes on the spot.

"Mr. Bo is really becoming more and more studious."

"Are you awake?" Bo Zhanchen put down his mobile phone and pecked the corner of Jingran's mouth as usual, "Auntie has been here just now and said that she had an appointment with a friend today. Uncle also has other things to do, so let's have a good rest at home. .”

Jingran froze. She turned her head mechanically and stared at the person next to her, with the corner of her mouth twitching. "My mother has been here?"

"Auntie said you were not in the room when she came to look for you, so she came over to have a look." Bo Zhanchen smiled with a harmless look on his face.

"Bo Zhanchen! You have caused me so much harm, and my whole reputation has been ruined!"

Jingran wailed and jumped up from the bed.

She didn't even change her clothes and rushed all the way downstairs. By this time, Jing's father and Jing's mother had already left.

The aunt stared blankly at the hopeless Jingran, and kindly reminded her, "Miss? What's going on? Madam made soup for you in the kitchen. Do you want a bowl?"

Jingran twitched her lips in confusion, "What kind of soup should I drink? How can I have the heart to drink soup? I'd better get my face back first to be serious!"

Jingran failed to save face and poured out all her grievances on Bo Zhanchen. She didn't give him a good look until she left the villa.

Fortunately, Lang Xingyue's call eased the atmosphere in the car in time.

"Jingran, what should I do? I'm surrounded by reporters!" Lang Xingyue's voice was anxious, sounding like she was frightened.

"Don't worry, we're rushing over now, remember not to open the door." Jingran comforted her all the way.

But when she and Bo Zhanchen arrived downstairs, they were still startled by the array of spears and cannons.

For a few days, Jingran had no way to escape due to company matters, so Wu Tao was always responsible for ensuring Lang Xingyue's safety. Just in case, several bodyguards were specially arranged to guard the entrances and exits of the hotel.

All Lang Xingyue's itineraries are also kept confidential.

Jingran's face darkened as she looked at the reporters surrounding the door, "Lang Xingyue has been staying in this city for the past few days, waiting for the final investigation results. She didn't even leave the hotel. How did her whereabouts get leaked? "

Bo Zhanchen drove the car to the back door of the hotel, "Of course someone couldn't hold it anymore."

The entry that Jing's Group was investigated by relevant departments has been on the hot search for several days, and the gossip entries about various celebrities are also updated from time to time.

The news about Jingran, Lang Xingyue and the case were quickly suppressed, and the speed was not much faster than that of the Bo Group's public relations department.

Jingran sneered, followed Bo Zhanchen and got out of the car, "It seems that some people don't want this matter to continue to ferment, so I can't comply with their wishes!"