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

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyes, "Why?"

Jingran tried hard to think of words, "That is, are you so tolerant to other people?"

Bo Zhanchen's eyes were somewhat unclear, which Jingran couldn't understand, "You have many more chips than them, why are you so unsure of yourself?"

Jingran wanted to ask, what kind of chips are there in excess?

But when the words came to my mouth, I just felt that these words were inappropriate.

It's nothing more than the advantages of body and face, and the fact that the woman who was once Bo Jiamu is now in his possession, it's just the man's pride and possessiveness.

It’s okay to know what you know in your heart, but to say it out loud is a little bit ungrateful.

"What about Director Zhang?" Jingran asked worriedly, "Won't you be scolded for crossing the river and burning the bridge?"

Bo Zhanchen managed to avoid making her laugh angrily, "So you are going to cross my river and tear down my bridge? You are not afraid that I will fall out."

Jingran laughed along, "That's because my elder brother is kind-hearted, while I am petty and philistine."

Moreover, in his previous life, he was the only one who saw her pain, personally sent Bo Jiamu to prison, and personally helped the Jing family redress their injustice.

This kindness always made her feel that he would not do anything bad.

Bo Zhanchen sneered, "So this time, in order to prevent someone from breaking the contract, I will write all the terms in the agreement. Jingran, I don't want this to happen again."

Jingran nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Don't worry! I promise not!"

Bo Zhanchen knew from Jingran's expression that she didn't understand, and he wasn't prepared for her to understand now. He changed the subject with an indifferent expression, "Take off your pajamas and let me see the injuries on your body."

Jingran didn't resist anymore and obediently took off her bathrobe and lay down on the sofa.

Bo Zhanchen looked over and saw that his entire slender back was indeed covered in bruises. Under the bruises were hidden red marks accidentally left behind, so that the entire back looked like a spotted cat, with various colors and shocking.

He hissed and couldn't help but said, "How dare you still do this? Get up and I'll take you to the hospital."

Jingran quickly sat up and said, "No, I've been like this since I was a child. I'll get marks if I touch it, but I don't feel much pain. Just rub it with medicated oil and it'll be fine. If you don't know how, just call a waiter for me." .”

In the end, Bo Zhanchen couldn't resist Jingran. He squatted down, poured the medicated oil into his hands and rubbed them to warm them. The moment he pressed Jingran's back, he clearly felt her weak body shaking uncontrollably, and the shoulder blades on her back were shaking. Because her tight movements formed a beautiful arc, the warmth of her skin and the hot medicated oil touched each other, and his palms were all hot and smooth, and she stretched them out with her breathing movements. Shivering and shrinking back.

Jingran buried her head in the sofa, enduring the pain and embarrassment. Suddenly, Bo Zhanchen's hand pushed upwards heavily.

Jingran didn't hold back at all, she let out a cry of pain and tears came out, "Bo Zhanchen! Are you taking revenge?"

Absolutely!

This force felt like it was tearing her back in half.

Bo Zhanchen's hands kept moving, "Just say so." Sensing Jingran's struggling movements, Bo Zhanchen used his hands to push Jingran back, "If you don't want to be paralyzed when you wake up tomorrow, just stay down and lie down." ."

Jingran didn't want to be honest, but Bo Zhanchen was so strong that he didn't give her a chance to get up!

Jingran didn't know how to apply the medicine on this area of ​​​​the back. When it was finished, the entire back felt hot. It was hard to tell whether it was pain or the medicine oil had taken effect.

Bo Zhanchen picked her up again and inspected her body.

The injury on the back was easy to deal with, but the bruise on the thigh was in an awkward position. It was obviously different from the open and lean position on the back. There was smooth skin all over his hands when he touched it. Bo Zhanchen's hands were very big and he would always touch them. Go to places you shouldn't touch.

Jingran wanted to scream but was afraid of being misunderstood. Her whole body was as red as shrimps just fished out of a hot pot. She pursed her lips and covered her face with a pillow, leaving it open.

When it was all over, she was covered in sweat and almost crawled back to the bedroom. "Well, it's very late. I'm sleepy. Let's rest first. Remember to lock the door for me when you leave."

After entering the room, she closed the door with her backhand and plunged into the quilt. In the darkness, her facial features were wrinkled.

Ahhhhh!

What kind of embarrassing scene is this?

However, after being pressed by Bo Zhanchen like this, Jingran miraculously felt that her body no longer hurt. She just felt that the rubbed skin was hot, as if the warmth of Bo Zhanchen's palm still remained.

She moved her arms and legs, thinking to herself that she didn't expect that this young master, who usually only indulges in drunkenness and dreams, would have such ability.

I just don’t know about such a skill and I don’t know how many people I have used it with.

Jingran curled up in the quilt and listened to what was going on outside.

Bo Zhanchen didn't know whether he had left or not, so it was quiet outside.

Jingran couldn't help but get up to check, so she stared for a while and almost fell asleep.

When she was half asleep, she suddenly heard the door click open. She sat up almost reflexively and looked at the door with a pair of sleepy eyes.

They saw Bo Zhanchen wearing a bathrobe of the same style as hers. His hair was still wet, and he was wiping it with a towel in one hand. The water droplets on his bangs dripped down his wet hair. Some fell directly to the ground, and some just dripped. It landed on the tip of Gao Ting's nose, then slid down the tip of her nose and landed on the bathrobe.

There are others that wind along the temples to the angular chin, then to the neck with a clear Adam's apple, and then down to a honey-colored chest.

Jingran swallowed almost uncontrollably. Her mind was filled with male lust, and even her voice was stuttering, "You, you, haven't you gone back?"

Bo Zhanchen walked to Jingran's bed naturally, as if this was not her room but his own home, "Don't you want to listen to Chen Chao?"

When Jingran heard about Chen Chao, she immediately became energetic. She rubbed her eyes and her eyes became clear again, "Now?"

"Well." Bo Zhanchen said, "There may be no chance tomorrow."

Jingran didn't ask why there was no chance. She just wanted to know how to make the stubborn Chen Chao cooperate with the Jing family again, even if it was just to complete the current cooperation.

Bo Zhanchen stretched out his hand and said, "Hair dryer."

Jingran understood the meaning of his words and without saying a word, she turned over and took the hair dryer from the bedside table and plugged it in. Half-kneeling on the bed, she happened to be blowing Bo Zhanchen's hair herself. Bo Zhanchen had already taken the lead and took the hair dryer away, "I myself Come."

Jingran sat back down again, looking disappointed.

Since it is an exchange of benefits, if the benefits are not received, it means that what is exchanged is not enough.