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

Jingran's eyelids twitched and she told her directly that Bo Zhanchen was playing tricks.

"You had a car accident in China before, hitting Sun Jiajia and sending her to the hospital. But if you were so seriously injured at the time, how could you get on the plane? Are you made of iron?"

Bo Zhanchen couldn't help but laugh bitterly, "I'm still a blacksmith. I was abroad when the accident happened. Don't look at the scary gauze wrapping. In fact, the wound is not big, it's just a few stitches."

"How many stitches are there?" Jing Ran's eyes widened, and she had the urge to grab a pillow and suffocate the man to death on the spot, destroying all traces of his body.

She knew that Bo Zhanchen was very good at going crazy, and she also knew that this man had a habit of talking nonsense to people and ghosts.

But sometimes, this man just gives people the urge to kill him all the time!

Jingran touched her back molars and stared at Bo Zhanchen with a calm face, but before she could speak, her ribs felt a throbbing pain.

"Hiss—" Jingran gasped in pain, and became even more angry when she saw someone not taking her seriously.

She hesitated for only three seconds, lowered her head decisively, opened her mouth and bit the man's shoulder.

The stinging sensation made Bo Zhanchen groan. He carefully protected Jingran's waist and curled his lips unconsciously, "If you don't feel relieved, you can take a few more bites. I'll go back to get the rabies vaccine."

Bo Zhanchen!

Jingran was really angry. She bit down extra hard, and when she tasted a rusty taste in her mouth, she reluctantly let go.

The bastard man definitely did it on purpose!

Jingran looked at Bo Zhanchen's slightly narrowed eyes and the teasing expression on his face, and a surge of anger rushed to his forehead.

"I didn't expect Mr. Bo to be so happy with this. It seems that I made a mistake in my judgment before. I probably couldn't let Mr. Bo enjoy it to the fullest, right? It seems that we have to change our approach in the future."

Jingran moved to the side, stretched out her hand to wipe away the unknown liquid on the corner of her mouth, and touched her back molars with the tip of her tongue.

She doesn't have to worry about the life and death of this bastard man!

If you have that time, you might as well worry about yourself.

Before Jing Ran could finish her words, she jumped off the bed and turned away with an angry smile, leaving only Bo Zhanchen with a stubborn back.

Seeing Jingran rushing out of the bedroom, Bo Zhanchen was in a good mood.

He still likes the way Jingran gets angry at every turn.

During this period of time, he failed to take care of the Bo family, causing someone to suffer some injustice.

If you are angry in your heart, you still have to vent it, otherwise if you keep it in, you will get into trouble by holding it in.

After all, if you don’t explode in silence, you will become perverted in silence.

Bo Zhanchen's eyes darkened, and the emotions in his eyes were dark and unclear.

But just when he was about to go and see if the angry cat had escaped, Jingran held the medicine box in her hand and started running barefoot.

As soon as Jingran saw Bo Zhanchen sitting up, he stabbed him with a silver knife, "Who told you to get up? Lie back down."

Bo Zhanchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I..."

"What are you doing? You'd better shut up first. The Emperor has no human rights!" Jingran didn't even give Bo Zhanchen a chance to speak. She took the pillow and put it behind his back, then pushed him back onto the bed.

"I'll check the wound for you to see if it's open. Just be honest and don't move."

Jingran's big eyes were full of warning, and his unquestionable tone made Bo Zhanchen feel a little surprised, but he didn't say much, and just lay on the bed and let Jingran do what he wanted.

Jingran carefully unwrapped the medical gauze. Every time she took apart a layer, the blood stain inside became wider than the outside.

After untying the circles of gauze, looking at the final wound, Jingran's face couldn't be darker, and even her eyes were bloodshot.

"Bo Zhanchen, you told me that this wound was caused by a car accident, are you mentally retarded or am I?"

On Bo Zhanchen's left lower abdomen, there were two wounds that were eight centimeters long. There were more than 20 stitches on them!

The distance between the two wounds was no more than two centimeters, and there were no traces of blood bruising around them.

Jingran's eyes turned red.

She held the scissors in one hand and the gauze in the other. She stared at Bo Zhanchen with scarlet eyes and asked word by word: "You call the knife wound a car accident?"

Bo Zhanchen didn't expect Jingran's reaction to be so big. Looking at Jingran's arms that were shaking because of her excitement, he instinctively grabbed the quilt next to him to cover the wound.

But before the quilt could touch the wound, Jingran's slap slapped the back of his hand.

After a crisp sound, a slap mark suddenly appeared on the back of Bo Zhanchen's hand.

Jing Ran said with a tigerish face, "Take your dirty hands away and don't touch the wound. If it gets infected, I'll kill you."

Bo Zhanchen's eyelids twitched.

This seems to be his body, right?

Bo Zhanchen didn't dare to ask any more questions, and just touched his nose guiltily.

Jingran used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to carefully apply it to the scab on the wound. After making sure that the bleeding was just the scab being crushed, she changed the dressing and bandaged it again. There was no smile on her face during the whole process.

It wasn't until she finished packing the medicine box that Jingran raised her head and looked at Bo Zhanchen.

The moment their eyes met, Jingran's painful and worried smile with a unwilling smile just ran into Bo Zhanchen's eyes.

In an instant, Bo Zhanchen felt that his heartbeat had skipped a beat.

Jingran sniffed and reminded, "Don't exercise strenuously. Your life is your own. If your life is gone, you will lose everything."

Jing Ran's voice was hoarse and a little tight, "If you say it was an accident, then I won't ask any more questions. You are right. I really have no right to meddle in your business. However, since the two of us have signed Agreement, you have to be responsible for me. Mr. Bo, this drama hasn't come to the end yet. Don't let it turn into a one-man show for me in the end, that would be boring."

Jingran picked up the medicine box and was about to leave. When she turned around, tears were still rolling in her eyes.

"It's not an accident." Bo Zhanchen suddenly said, "I did encounter a little trouble when I went to take Xie An back to China, but it has been dealt with. Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Bo Zhanchen's eyes were deep. He looked at the person standing beside the bed and said word by word: "Jingran, as long as the day comes when I'm tired of playing with you, I will definitely be responsible for you to the end."

Jingran's breathing stagnated, and she felt a little astringent.

But in the next second, someone grabbed her wrist and she fell forward. Jingran didn't recover until Bo Zhanchen's thin lips pressed against her.

The medicine box fell to the ground, and a crashing sound drew Jingran's attention back.

She pushed Bo Zhanchen, but her eyes fell on the ring of teeth marks on the man's shoulder.

The gums were still oozing blood, and the surrounding area was red. Jingran felt somewhat guilty, and her refusal softened.

Bo Zhanchen took advantage of the victory and pried open Jingran's teeth with his tongue, taking advantage of him.