[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

City A, Mission Hills Villa.

Qiao Mian raised her head, her slender neck was leaned back, her soft white skin was flushed red, he bit his lip, and let out a soft hum.

He felt a little uncomfortable, probably because Bo Liming had drunk today, and the faint smell of alcohol came out between his lips and teeth.

Qiao Mian half-closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around the other's neck.Because of this movement, the opponent's movements softened a bit, "Mianmian, did I hurt you?"

Bo Liming lowered his head and kissed Qiao Mian's smooth and fair forehead, and beads of sweat dripped from his chin.

Qiao Mian lowered her eyes, her long and black eyelashes hit the lower eyelids, leaving dense shadows, and when she trembled, she looked like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

"Why haven't you finished yet?"

When Qiao Mian spoke, her voice was soft, and her voice was hoarse from lust, but it was still not difficult to hear the dissatisfaction and complaints in it.

Bo Liming was keenly aware of his emotions, "Mianmian can bear it a little longer, I'll soon—"

Before he finished speaking, the hands around his neck were loosened.

The pair of slender fingers pressed his shoulders and pushed them away. The owner of the fingers raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

"I'm not feeling well, I'm tired."

He looked at Bo Liming above and frowned slightly, "I don't want it anymore."

Bo Liming gave him a steady look, then slowly backed out, and pulled the quilt for Qiao Mian, "I'm sorry, Mianmian."

"I drank too much and couldn't control myself."

"Mianmian, don't be angry."

Qiao Mian gave a light "hmm", turned around without looking at him, and left him with a back view.

Bo Liming went to the bathroom in the bedroom, and soon there was the sound of the shower sprinkling, as well as the sound of suppressed panting. Qiao Mian pulled up the quilt to cover her head, trying to isolate everything from the outside, and fell into a light sleep...

"Buzzing..."

After squinting for a while, the vibrating sound of the mobile phone woke him up. He stretched out his arm and touched the mobile phone.

It's a new wechat message from Qiao Xing.

His half brother.

Qiao Mian frowned, with a trace of displeasure in his eyes, he turned off the sound and put down the phone.

But who knew that the other party was so ignorant that he called directly.

He pressed the answer button and put the phone away from his ear.

A voice that made him physically disgusted came from the microphone: "Qiao Mian! Do you think that you can always be close to Bo? Are you still not replying to my message?"

"You think I'm willing to call you? Sangmen star!"

Qiao Mian interrupted him, "It's so late, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I thought you were dumb!"

A harsh voice came from the other end of the microphone, with a little gloat, "I just want to inform you that the old man is dying, so hurry up if you want to come!"

"Grandpa? What's wrong with Grandpa!"

Qiao Mian sat up straight, clutching the phone tightly to her ear, for fear of missing a word, "Say it quickly! What's wrong with Grandpa!"

"Beep beep..."

The other party hung up.

Qiao Mian glanced at the phone interface, put down the phone, lifted the quilt, and put on clothes for herself.

Bo Liming came out of the bathroom, "Mianmian, why are you up?"

Qiao Mian grabbed her phone from the bed, "I'm going home."

"It's so late, why are you going back by yourself? There's something in Lao Li's hometown. I've given him a leave of absence. He's gone back to his hometown. I'll take you there when I wake up tomorrow morning, okay?"

Qiao Mian didn't want to waste any more time, "No need, something happened to Grandpa, I have to go back immediately."

Bo Liming grabbed his clothes and put them on, "I'll take you there."

"You've been drinking." Qiao Mian put on her coat, "I have a driver's license and can drive."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab the doorknob, and put a big hand on the back of his hand. The man's broad chest leaned against his back, and the cool breath after the shower came, with a slight musky smell.