After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The strong masculine aura enveloped her completely.

Bo Hanshi opened the button of her jeans with his long fingers, and his big, cold hands with sharp joints grasped her waist and moved downward, inch by inch.

Qiao Yu's face was as pale as paper, and her wet eyes stared at him, as if silently accusing him.

He pulled his lips next to her ear and chuckled mockingly, "Yuyu, don't look at me like this, it will make me feel that in your eyes, I am no different from a gangster."

He did plunder.

His voice was low, even a little gentle, but under his dark eyes, he was extremely cold and aggressive.

Qiao Yu was completely his prey.

Maybe he had the patience to tease her before, but now, the predator has obviously lost his patience.

Whether she is willing or not, if he wants it, she must give it.

It's no use crying.

She trembled unconsciously, "How about another day? I don't want to be here."

Even if she was prepared and took two paroxetine tablets, it would be better than now.

Bao Hanshi curled his lips, as if laughing at her innocence, "Bargaining? Yuyu, you have to adapt to me."

It's not that he can't bear it, but he has been enduring it for a whole year.

If he endures it any longer, he will become useless.

If a man can always be Plato with the woman he likes, there are only two situations. One is that he is lying and he has no feelings for the woman at all, and the other is that there is a physical obstacle in that area.

Bo Hanshi knew very well that he had feelings for Qiao Yu and there was no physical obstacle.

Qiao Yu had been hiding in his turtle shell. Originally, he wanted to wait, pretend to be a gentleman, and wait for her to slowly accept him.

However, with Qiao Yu's temper, if she didn't forcefully drag her out of the turtle shell, she would most likely be able to hide in the turtle shell for the rest of her life.

Bo Hanshi was fed up with such a tepid relationship. He had always been greedy towards Qiao Yu. He wanted more... He wanted Qiao Yu to stick to him and pester him. He wanted Qiao Yu to smile at him, and he wanted Qiao Yu to smile at him. He wanted Qiao Yu to cry under him.

His eyes gradually became ablaze.

He pressed her against the mirror, reached in with his big hands from behind her waist, and bit her lip, "You can wear a skirt with me."

Understanding the meaning of his words, Qiao Yu's face turned red and white, and she closed her eyes helplessly, "...shameless!"

He disagreed, "You'll like this shamelessness later."

"..."

asshole!

Just when Qiao Yu had no escape and was about to collapse, Bo Hanshi's cell phone left on the sink rang.

The phone kept vibrating and buzzing.

Qiao Yu quickly pushed him: "Answer the phone!"

The man buried in her neck did not intend to answer the phone. At this time, no man would want to stop and answer the phone.

"It's Jiangyu River!"

Qiao Yu reached for the phone, slid his finger, and the call was connected.

"..."

In order to force him to answer the phone, Qiao Yu even turned on the speakerphone.

Jiang Yuchuan's voice came from the phone: "My wedding date is set, it will be at the end of the month."

"Congratulations."

Bo Hanshi stared at Qiao Yu and suddenly reached out and pinched her waist hard.

No sign.

Qiao Yu exclaimed.

I wanted to muffle my voice, but it was too late.

Jiang Yuchuan had already heard it, and asked unnaturally from the other side: "Qiao Yu is with you?"

Here, Qiao Yu glared at Bo Hanshi, got out of his arms and wanted to take the opportunity to leave the bathroom.

Bao Hanshi stretched out his long arm, held her arm, and pulled her back with one hand.

At the same time, he turned off the speakerphone, picked up the phone with his other hand and put it to his ear, continuing to listen to the call: "Well, she is with me, we are on Weizhou Island."

"Why are you going to Weizhou Island? To relax?"

Bo Hanshi looked down at the woman in his arms and returned to Jiangyu River absently, "Well, the sea view here is nice. After you and Shen Yin finish your wedding, you can come here for your honeymoon."

"I'll send you the invitation later. You and Qiao Yu have fun."

"Okay, when the time comes for your wedding, I will take Yuyu to it."

Before Jiang Yuchuan hung up the phone.

Bo Hanshi held Qiao Yu's chin and sealed it with a kiss. He murmured, "Scream a few more times and I will let you go."

Qiao Yu probably understood his intention, hugged his neck and moaned twice.

She was thin-skinned and blushed to the base of her ears, but rather than being embarrassed, she was more afraid of Bohan being serious.

Between being embarrassed and losing his life, Qiao Yu chose to be embarrassed.

After she finished calling, Bo Hanshi was obviously very satisfied. The corners of his lips twitched and he hung up the phone slowly.

……

In Tianyu Villa.

Jiang Yuchuan put the phone down from his ear in a daze.

He heard Qiao Yu's voice, that moaning sound that made it hard not to miss.

Just now Bo Hanshi said on the phone that he would bring Qiao Yu to his wedding.

He understood the meaning of these words.

He originally wanted to send a separate wedding invitation to Qiao Yu, but now it seems that it is not necessary.

Qiao Yu is not even his friend, she is just his good brother's woman.

He was not even qualified to invite her to the wedding alone.

Shen Yin came in with several wedding invitations in different styles, "Yuchuan, which invitation do you think is best?"

Jiang Yuchuan was in no mood and said calmly: "Use whichever one you think looks good. I think they are all good."

Shen Yin looked at him and said, "The invitations haven't been sent out yet, so it's still too late to regret."

"What are you talking about? I already promised to get married. How could I regret it?"

She lowered her eyes and was silent for a few seconds.

Jiang Yuchuan realized that she was not in the right mood and shook her hand, "Don't think too much. The wedding will be held in half a month. Since I agreed..."

She raised her eyes and suddenly interrupted him, "If Qiao Yu was not with Bo Hanshi and you had the chance to pursue her, would you still want to marry me?"

Once the words are spoken, even if there is no answer, they cannot be taken back.

A flash of irritation flashed between Jiang Yuchuan's brows, and he explained: "Qiao Yu has reconciled with Bo Hanshi. I have not pursued her before, and I will never pursue her in the future. Don't make such assumptions again. Yin Yin, don't do it again. Asking this kind of question, now there is no if, we are going to get married."

Shen Yin curled her lips and smiled forcefully, "Then look into my eyes and tell me that you like me."

"Yinyin, what's wrong with you today? I already called Bo Han and told him that we were getting married. Qiao Yu was also beside him. How do you want me to prove that I want to marry you?"

The smile on her lips froze, showing a rare reluctance, "You can't say it, right?"

Jiang Yuchuan held her shoulders, looked into her eyes, and finally compromised, "I like you, Shen Yin, is this okay?"

"Really?"

But why couldn't she see any love in his eyes?

All she saw was perfunctory and compromising.

It seemed that he was willing to marry her, Shen Yin, just to show others and to tell his friends that he didn't like Qiao Yu and that he really didn't mean anything to Qiao Yu.

But the more he concealed it, the more obvious it became.

Jiang Yuchuan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling helpless, "How else do you want me to prove it so that you will believe it?"

Shen Yin took out a photo and showed it in front of his eyes.

That was the only photo of him and Qiao Yu.

He cut off Bo Hanshi who was standing on the left side of Qiao Yu.

He had hidden this photo for many years and looked at it for many years.

He frowned and asked, "How did you find this photo?"

Shen Yin smiled mockingly, and her eyes gradually became moist, "You often look at this photo, how could I not know? Jiang Yuchuan, your acting skills are so poor, do you really think that Bo Hanshi is not good at it?" Does he know that you like Qiao Yu? If he didn't know, he wouldn't have hugged or kissed Qiao Yu in front of you last time..."

Her words seemed to have stepped on his minefield.

Jiang Yuchuan suddenly stood up and grabbed the photo, "Those are all things in the past. They are all in the past. Now I am with you. Is it interesting that you have been holding on to Qiao Yu?"

Yeah, boring.

"Well, you burn the photo. Since it's all over, there's no point in keeping this photo."

As long as he burned the photos, she was willing to try again.

Even if it was a bitch, she would admit it.