Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Shen Wanci looked at what Bo Jingzhou was holding in his hand, and his eyes twitched. Feeling ashamed and annoyed, she stretched out her hand to push him: "Bo Jingzhou, you stinking scoundrel, get out of here."

She exerted great strength this time. While pushing Bo Jingzhou, she also rushed forward a few steps with the inertia. The man subconsciously stepped forward and put his arm around her waist, but he forgot that he was wearing disposable hotel slippers.

The friction between the soles and the carpet was greater than that of ordinary shoes, and they did not follow his feet. When he walked forward, the shoes fell off and he tripped. He lost his balance and rolled onto the bed with Shen Wanci.

The bed of the five-star hotel was soft and elastic. The two fell on it and bounced with the inertia.

The back of her head was held by Bo Jingzhou, and the side of her face was pressed tightly against his chest. Through the fabric, she could clearly feel the man's tight muscles and the hot temperature of his skin, and the hand holding the prop was being pressed at the moment. She pressed down on her waist.

A "buzzing" vibration sounded rhythmically in the quiet room.

Shen Wanci: "??"

She was so embarrassed that she wished she could faint on the spot.

The culprit, Bo Jingzhou, didn't know whether it was because he was thick-skinned or because he mistook the thing for a palm massager. He didn't have any embarrassment on his face. He didn't even feel there was anything wrong with the thing pressing against her waist. He calmly propped up his body and looked down at her. Seeing that her expression was wrong, she frowned: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Is this a question of whether it hurts after a fall?

Shen Wanci moved her body further away from Bo Jingzhou's hand: "Get up first."

Bo Jingzhou took out his hand, turned off the switch on the prop, and threw it aside: "I'm sleepy. If you don't want to try it, go to sleep."

Shen Wanci bent her knees and kicked him so fiercely and embarrassingly that she even forgot her original purpose: "Get off the sofa."

"I originally planned to sleep on the sofa, but if you insist on inviting me kindly, I can't bear to refuse you..." Even without looking, Bo Jingzhou could accurately hold Shen Wanci's raised leg, "Don't Move, get hard."

"..."

Bo Jingzhou pressed Shen Wancai's kicking leg on the bed, sat up on his knees, and glanced at the props on the bedside table, seeming a little reluctant to part with them: "Really don't want to give it a try?"

Shen Wanci couldn't help but roar: "Try this trick on you, get out."

"Okay," he lowered his voice in disappointment, and began to look into the dark room again: "It seems there are a lot of things. If you don't want to try, how about you help me..."

Shen Wanci picked up a pillow and covered his mouth, turned over and pressed Bo Jingzhou against his body, "Shut up, don't think about anything, go to sleep."

She angrily closed the secret door and hung the painting back up. She didn't see the triumphant smile on Bo Jingzhou's lips at all, and the unsealed prop was thrown into the trash can without mercy.

After doing all this, she grabbed a corner of the quilt and wrapped herself into a silkworm chrysalis, without paying attention to Bo Jingzhou, who was still lying carelessly on the bed.

I have to say that Bo Jingzhou is really good at understanding people's hearts.

People's thinking is diverse, but in fact, most people will subconsciously choose one of the two. For example, when you are still hesitating whether to buy this thing, and the salesperson directly asks you whether to pay with WeChat or cash, most people will subconsciously I ignored the question of whether I was still hesitating to buy or not, and instead started thinking about which method I would use to pay.

So Shen Wanci chose to let him out between letting him sleep on the sofa and letting him go out. With his deliberate stimulation, she chose the sofa that was relatively far away from her between sleeping on the bed and sleeping on the sofa. While testing the props and Between beds, I chose a bed that was relatively easy for her to accept.

Bo Jingzhou turned his head and saw Shen Wanci's body wrapped up like a cicada, with only half of his head exposed. He did not further stimulate her, fearing that the clawed little tiger would react and kick him out of bed. .

The room was very quiet, and her scent was all over the pillows and sheets. It was different from her prickly temperament, and it was a soft fragrance.

The quilt in the master bedroom of Yuting Villa has been changed and washed many times, and the smell that belonged to her has completely disappeared.

Bo Jingzhou wasn't too sleepy at first. He still had a meeting to hold, but now he was lying next to her. All he smelled in his nose was the smell of peace of mind. He really couldn't bring himself to move. He sent a message to Chen Xu and asked him to send the meeting to him. Cancel.

After arranging things, he turned off the lights, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

As for Shen Wanci, he had been tired all day and drank some wine in the evening. He was already very sleepy and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow. He also forgot that there was Bo Jingzhou next to him.

The next day.

As soon as the six o'clock biological clock arrived, Bo Jingzhou woke up automatically.

The scene of Wen Xiang Nephew in the arms of the idol drama did not appear. Shen Wanci slept very honestly. Except for the fact that the quilt was half divided between him, she was almost still lying on her side with her back to him in the same position as last night.

Bo Jingzhou didn't want to get up, so he reached out and ran his fingers through her messy hair, straightening her hair on the pillow bit by bit.

He couldn't remember whether Shen Wanci had always been so honest when sleeping, or whether she became honest because of his indifference after marrying him. After recalling it carefully, it seemed that they had never woken up hugging each other. experience.

Even when they were newly married.

Bo Jingzhou did this action endlessly, as if he was addicted.

I don't know how long I lay there when the doorbell rang in my ears.

Afraid of waking up Shen Wanci, he had no choice but to suppress his impatience and stood up to open the door.

Chen Xu didn't know that he had changed rooms, so the people outside the door were most likely here to see Shen Wanci. This early in the morning, there would be no one except Nie Yucheng's black-hearted lotus.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked to the door, he heard Nie Yucheng's hypocritical voice: "Wan Ci, we will leave for Internet Celebrity Street in half an hour. What do you want to eat? I will buy breakfast."

Bo Jingzhou looked down at himself. The home clothes he wore were made of silk. They were wrinkled and messy after sleeping all night.

He simply didn't stop and raised his hand to unbutton two buttons on the collar, exposing a small piece of skin on his chest. He also picked out two very ambiguous red marks near sensitive areas.

Nie Yucheng started talking when he heard the footsteps. After waiting for a long time and no response, he asked doubtfully: "Late Ci?"

Bo Jingzhou opened the door and announced the menu to the people outside: "Foie gras, steak, sea cucumber, abalone, Chinese crystal-wrapped crystal dumplings, and seafood porridge."

Nie Yucheng's eyes fell on the man's home clothes, which were obviously pajamas. He glanced at the red marks on his chest, and there was a layer of frost-like coldness between his warm brows and eyes: "Why are you in Wan Ci's room?" inside?"