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

Only then did Jing Ran realize that the way she had just spoken to Bo Zhanchen was a bit coquettish.

She was a little panicked and embarrassed, and quickly threw the bat out of her hand, "Forget it if you don't want to teach me, I won't learn anymore."

She turned to leave, but Bo Zhanchen grabbed her wrist, "Is this what you're begging for? Are you sincere?"

I didn't hear Mu Senchuan say just now that watching him play is a luxury.

Jingran looked at Bo Zhanchen with fixed eyes, "Then what do you want?"

Bo Zhanchen let go of his hand and fiddled with the golf club in his hand, "Do you want to hear a nice scream?"

Jingran pulled the corners of her lips and chuckled, tilting her head to look at Bo Zhanchen with some malice, "Have you forgotten that Bo Jiamu and I haven't broken off our engagement yet?"

She is still Bo Zhanchen's younger sibling.

Bo Zhanchen glanced at Jingran meaningfully, "Will you marry him?"

Jingran's words came to her lips, but she couldn't say them out.

She didn't want to give up anything for a scumbag, not even the verbal advantage.

So Jingran kept her mouth shut, her face turned red from holding back, and she couldn't say a word.

Bo Zhanchen got the answer he wanted. He didn't embarrass her anymore and changed the topic lightly, "Continue?"

Jingran hesitated for a few seconds, her body moved faster than her mind, and she moved straight towards Bo Zhanchen.

Bo Zhanchen didn't do anything, he just carefully dismantled the movements for her, and then let Jingran try it on her own.

Jingran's movements seemed to be engraved in her bones, and it was difficult to reverse them for a while. Even if she learned Bo Zhanchen's posture, her posture was far from as free and wanton as Bo Zhanchen's.

On the contrary, everything seems to be restricted and nothing goes smoothly.

She tried to swing, but in the end she returned to her original position, with no change in level.

Jingran looked at Bo Zhanchen's same posture, perfect operation, and his mentality was instantly balanced. Some people are born to be kings in a certain field and cannot be surpassed.

Her talent would only end like this, so there was really no need to embarrass herself.

Just as Jingran was about to give up, Bo Zhanchen looked over and said, "You're giving up like this?"

Jingran had a stern expression on her face, "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up."

"Where's the project?" Bo Zhanchen asked seemingly unintentionally.

Although she was out of the negotiation environment at this time, Jingran still glanced in the direction of Mu Senchuan subconsciously to make sure that he and Chen Peipei were having a good time. She didn't notice this side and didn't hear Bo Zhanchen's words. Then she said seriously , "I just wanted to ask you, where are you from? Why are you still helping outsiders deceive our own people? Does the money earned from the Bihai Shengping project belong to me?"

Bo Zhanchen took advantage of the situation and asked, "Then you still take on such a difficult project? Is it because you want me to make money?"

Jingran fiddled with the club in her hand, "What else? Is it for myself?"

Only when Bo Zhanchen becomes stronger and Bo Jiamu is suppressed can they have the capital to win.

Bo Zhanchen confirmed again, "Is it because of me that you did Bi Hai Sheng Ping?"

Jingran said, "Although you don't regard me as a teammate, if possible, I would rather be you."

Bo Zhanchen said nothing more.

Jingran continued to practice the posture Bo Zhanchen taught her just now, but it was still wrong. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind, and with a low sigh from the man, Jingran's hand was held.

"Brothers and sisters, this is not how the ball is played." Bo Zhanchen said.

He tightened his grip on Jingran slightly and placed it in front of him.

Jingran only felt hot on the back of her hand, as if something was being poured into her, and even her wrist was hot.

She could even feel the hot breath coming from her chest against her back, and she couldn't tell whether it was her own or Bo Zhanchen's heartbeat.

One after another, it was deafening.

She was a little confused for a moment, and her mind was full of those images that were not suitable for children.

When Bo Zhanchen was in bed, he especially liked to hold her from behind and rub her hard.

Jingran felt like she was enveloped in the man's arms, making it difficult to breathe.

The hand was guided by Bo Zhanchen.

The ball goes into the hole accurately.

"Do you understand?" Bo Zhanchen asked.

Let go of your hand.

Jingran took this opportunity to take a deep breath, quickly changed her breathing, and corrected her posture again.

My mind was buzzing, and I couldn't hear clearly what Bo Zhanchen had just said.

He could only nod his head and asked Bo Zhanchen to retreat quickly.

She was almost out of breath.

Bo Zhanchen did retreat, but Jingran's posture was still completely wrong. The ball went out and completely missed the target.

Bo Zhanchen couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

Jingran's already red face turned the color of pig liver. This was the level where anyone would know there was something fishy between the two.

Jingran didn’t know what was wrong with herself.

Just getting closer to Bo Zhanchen, his mind was filled with messy yellow waste.

It’s really…crazy…

By chance, the ringtone of the cell phone in her pocket saved her. Jingran seemed to have found a savior and said quickly, "I'll answer the phone."

After saying that, he hurried to the bathroom.

The call was from Jing Heng. The two had just separated in the morning, so there must be something going on on the phone.

Jingran suddenly felt uneasy and quickly answered the phone, "Brother?"

Jing Heng's voice was trembling on the phone, "Ran Ran, come to the hospital quickly. Mom has had a stroke and fainted."

"boom!"

Jingran didn't hold the bat firmly in her hand and hit it directly on the instep. She didn't know whether she was in pain or panic. She couldn't control her tears and her voice trembled, "Brother, which, which hospital? Now? How, how about..."

"City No. 2 Hospital, emergency operating room." Jing Heng was not sure about Jing's mother's condition.

Jing's father complained from the other end, "Tell me, why did you ask her to come back for such a trivial matter? Her life in the Bo family is already difficult, and it will be even worse if others misunderstand her."

"The Bo family has a great cause. People say that we are clinging to Ran Ran. How can she hold her head high and be a good person in the Bo family in the future?!"

Jing Heng was afraid that Jing Ran would be more upset if she heard this, so he gently reminded her to slow down on the road before hanging up the phone.

Jingran couldn't control it at all. She hurriedly took off her sunglasses, hat, and towel, and stumbled out.

Her feet were so painful that she felt numb, but she was limping when she walked. But right now, all she could think about was Mother Jing.

Why is there no memory of Jing's mother having a stroke in her previous life?

Did it never happen, or was it that Jing's mother had a stroke that she didn't even know about, and the whole family was like Jing's father today, not choosing to tell her?

If so, how unfilial would she be? !

The more Jingran thought about it, the more tears she shed. She even forgot to drive the car and rushed towards the door regardless.

Suddenly, an arm came across and grabbed her waist.