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

"It's almost October now, and the weather isn't very hot. If you don't exercise, if you don't take a shower for half a month and just wipe your body, it won't be very dirty..."

Qiao Yu stated the facts objectively.

But Bo Hanshi was obviously not happy. He would rather get water on his wound than not take a shower for half a month.

Not to mention half a month, he couldn't bear not taking a shower for two days.

His refusal was firm: "I can't do it without taking a shower."

"Be patient..."

"I can't bear it."

Qiao Yu: "..."

After leaving the hospital, Bo Hanshi asked Xu Zheng to drive a new car over.

Bo Hanshi took out the car key from his trousers pocket and threw it to Xu Zheng: "Take that car and go to the 4S shop to clean it."

Xu Zheng took the car keys, but before he could realize what was going on, he said, "Master Bo, this car was just washed the day before yesterday."

"I said the car was dirty and there was blood on the seat."

Xu Zheng lost his mind and said with concern: "Master Bo, you and Miss Qiao should be careful. Fighting in a bloody battle is not good for your health..."

Bo Hanshi cut it out with a cold look, gritted his teeth and said, "It's the blood from the wound on my arm!"

"Ah! Hug! Wrong!"

Xu Zheng smiled awkwardly, took the car keys and ran away.

He was afraid that if he didn't leave, Mr. Bo would get angry and kick him.

Qiao Yu frowned slightly, "Has Xu Zheng always been so unruly?"

In my impression, Xu Zheng graduated from a prestigious university, was a gentleman and was respectful, and did not look like someone who would blurt out dirty jokes.

Bao Hanshi took the keys to the new car and walked towards the car with long legs, "This is strange? Aren't all men like this?"

If there is a day when a man doesn't have some obscene thoughts in his mind, he is probably great.

Strip away that elite shell, and the young masters and daughters in the upper class are still human beings. They are nothing more than men and women. In addition to pursuing fame and fortune, it is also about the things between men and women.

There is nothing strange about having a little bit of yellow waste in your brain, but it is not in line with human nature to have a clean brain.

Qiao Yu walked behind him and asked for some reason: "You are like this too?"

Bao Hanshi's left hand pulling the car door paused.

He turned to look at her, raising his eyebrows with a half-smile, "How is it?"

"Head full of yellow crap."

"..."

Qiao Yu speaks, but doesn't speak. He is a blockbuster.

However, when she said this, she was quite calm, as if she were simply discussing sexual relations with him, without any inappropriate thoughts.

He turned around and took a few steps closer to her with his long legs, "Do you hope I have yellow waste in my head, or do you hope I don't?"

"..."

"I hope you don't, but you don't?"

Like now?

The way he looked at her was inexplicably hot.

Qiao Yu's words clearly signaled his dismissal.

Bo Hanshi stared at her and laughed angrily, with a touch of helplessness in his tone: "You have grown up, and you can deal with me now."

"..."

"Click."

Bo Hanshi opened the car door and handed her the car key, "You drive it?"

He now has no use of his right arm and can no longer drive.

Qiao Yu nodded, took the car keys and got into the car. Bao Hanshi walked around the front of the car and got into the passenger seat.

to the car.

Qiao Yu was about to start the car when there was a beep in the car.

"Where's the sound?"

Bo Hanshi reminded: "I'm not wearing my seat belt."

"Then you tie it up and I'll navigate."

"..."

She seemed to have forgotten that he had lost an arm now.

Bo Hanshi looked at her and reminded her patiently: "Yuyu, I can't move my right hand."

Qiao Yu sometimes straightened up. She was lowering her head to navigate the navigation system. She replied without raising her head: "Just pull it with your left hand. You don't need your right hand."

"..."

I didn't hear the sound of the safety buckle being plugged in for a long time.

When Qiao Yu looked up, he saw Bao Hanshi leaning on the passenger seat, motionless.

"..."

That's great, his right hand is disabled, and now it's like both hands are disabled.

The beep kept sounding, and the passenger didn't fasten his seat belt. I was almost unlucky, and he would be stopped by Uncle Hat and gave him a lecture.

Qiao Yu couldn't sit idly by and leaned over to reach for the seat belt.

When she was not cold, she had long legs and long hands, so it was a bit difficult to reach her. When she was about to reach it, the man's big hand suddenly grabbed her waist and pushed her slender body to the passenger area.

Qiao Yu was pulled into his arms, and before she could exclaim, her lips were already blocked by him.

The nose is filled with the refreshing woody cold pine scent, mixed with a touch of tobacco. It's not unpleasant, even a little pleasant.

The big male hand with distinct wrist bones climbed up from her waist, inserted into her thick hair, clasped the back of her head, and kissed her passionately.

Qiao Yu's arms were forced to press on his legs. Her lower body was still in another parking space, but her upper body had been dragged to the passenger side. This kissing posture made her uncomfortable.

Bo Hanshi seemed to feel it too. He held her waist with his left arm, hugged her gently, and hugged her whole body with one hand.

Qiao Yu sat in his arms and wanted to push him away.

But this man had clearly lost one of his arms. He was so weak just now that he couldn't buckle the seat belt by himself, but now he had the strength to press the back of her head, making her unable to escape.

She suddenly felt lucky that she swallowed two Paroxetine tablets before going out today.

Otherwise, I would not be able to withstand his intimate behavior.

Lips and tongues intertwined, Qiao Yu was breathless from the kiss.

Bo Hanshi had no intention of actually having sex with her in the car. There was no privacy film on the windshield in front. He was not that open-minded and was willing to let others appreciate him and Qiao Yu doing such a thing.

Breathing into each other.

He stopped, and Qiao Yu subconsciously wanted to return to his seat.

She raised her arm and accidentally touched the wound on his right arm.

The big hand on her waist tightened, and their foreheads touched lightly. He said hoarsely: "Don't move, you'll injure the wound."

Qiao Yu quickly went to check, "Does it hurt?"

There was no pain on his face, but he said, "Well, it hurts a lot."

After all, he blocked the knife for her, so Qiao Yu naturally felt even more guilty, "I'm sorry."

She sat in his arms and immediately stopped moving.

She suddenly became obedient, and Bo Hanshi wanted to ravage her even more.

He also has the bad qualities of men.

"Yuyu, these three words I'm sorry can't stop the pain."

Qiao Yu remembered that he said nicotine could relieve pain, and said, "Then you smoke?"

"…There are better pain relievers than nicotine."

"what?"

Bao Hanshi tilted his head slightly and kissed her again, his voice hoarse: "You."

Qiao Yu's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

She froze there, letting him conquer the city.

Bao Hanshi kissed her deeper and deeper, as if nothing was enough, he hugged her waist with his left arm again, this time tighter.

Their bodies are close to each other and fit perfectly.

After kissing for who knows how long, their noses touched, and he sighed slightly: "Don't say sorry to me again in the future."

He didn't want to hear these three words again.

After pausing for a few seconds, he chuckled playfully, "Kissing is much more useful than sorry. Kiss me, eh?"

He really wanted to, Qiao Yu put her arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him, just like she did seven years ago.

Because they had just been kissed, there was a hint of provocative lust in his deep voice, which was seductive and deeply bewitching.

Qiao Yu lowered her face and fluttered her eyelashes.

He tilted his head slightly to look at her with gentle eyes. When he saw that she was silent, he thought she was unwilling. He raised his hand and rubbed her head. He was afraid that he would be too aggressive and asked her to move back. He then said in a roundabout way: "If you don't kiss, then I will." If you don’t want to kiss me, how about I kiss you?”