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

"Should!"

Seeing Lu Congyuan's madness, screaming with anger, Yu Beibei felt unspeakably happy in his heart,

"It's really shameless. You make money by framing your good friend. Are you comfortable spending this money?"

"Rubbish!"

Qiao Mian got up and stared at Lu Congyuan, pointing out something.

"It's not yours, and it never will be yours."

"Lu Congyuan, even if you try your best, you won't get what belongs to Bo Liming."

Lu Congyuan stared, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his eyes were tearing open, his eyes were clear, "Qiao Mian, I underestimated you!"

Qiao Mian seemed to understand his eyes, without the slightest panic or fear, "Let's just walk and see."

The money that Lu Congyuan had spent so much time planning to win back was torn up by Qiao Mian before it could be cashed out.

He wanted to roar, but something was stuffed in his mouth, but the sound he made was broken and without any threat.

Lu Congyuan frantically rubbed his face against the tree stump next to him, trying to wipe away the things in his mouth.

The two men ignored his movements and left side by side.

The poisoning incident has been dealt with in sevens and eighties, and the general context of the response method is already in place. Other details will be added by the people below.

Bo Liming couldn't stay any longer, he always felt that there was a fire burning in his heart, burning all the way from his heart to his brain.

The little figure in his mind, holding his arm for a while and raising his head to act coquettishly, and showing a shy expression on his face for a while, ran towards Lu Congyuan, leaned against Lu Congyuan's arms, and stared at him like showing off, Like looking at a fool.

Bo Liming squeezed the pen in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

The person making the report at the desk is even more on pins and needles, wishing to finish speaking quickly so that they can go out quickly——

They would rather go out and face the noisy media, and the keyboard warriors on the Internet who gossip when they disagree with each other, than face Boss Bo now.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that he is the poor pen in Bo Liming's hand that is about to be crushed.

Fortunately, after listening to his report, the other party quickly waved him out.

The office was restored to cleanliness. Bo Liming pulled his neckline and his tie tilted accordingly. He turned his head to look at the full-length mirror on one side. The man in the mirror had a tense face, his eyes were cold and frightening.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, obviously he should be smiling, but those eyes were too cold, making people shudder even more.

"You disobedient little liar, you clearly said you really liked me."

The man's faint voice rang out from the office, "Since you can't find your way home, why not break your leg and lock yourself at home."

The man's voice became more cheerful, "Look at me every day, stay with me every night, just sleep clothes."

He stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie. In the mirror, the well-dressed man had the top button of his shirt unbuttoned, his neckline was crooked, and his eyes were cold and evil.

Coupled with that pair of cold and sharp faces, it looks more like himself than the previous Qingjun.

Father was right—

If you want something, grab it, grab it, and take it.

There's no point in waiting.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have pretended to be so polite and approached him step by step, trying to melt the other person's heart.

When you meet for the first time, you should strip off the other person's clothes, press them on the bed, and blend into one.

It's better than having been thinking about it for so long, and that person ran to someone else.

Bo Liming let out a "heh", not knowing what he was laughing at or mocking.

He picked up his coat and went out to leave.

After bidding farewell to Yu Beibei, Qiao Mian put away her mobile phone and headed towards Guanlan Villa in a hurry.

He wanted to show Bo Liming everything and prove his innocence.

When she got off the taxi, it was already dark. Qiao Mian was welcomed by Zhang Mama, "Mian Mian, the young master is waiting for you inside."

Qiao Mian nodded, opened the door and entered the living room.

It was pitch black inside, no lights were turned on, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Qiao Mian was a little scared, she opened the door but didn't dare to close it, looked at the room with the light from the courtyard, and said softly, "Bo Liming, are you there?"

Bo Liming's voice came from the room, "Come in."

Qiao Mian looked on the sofa, and there was a faint figure sitting on the sofa, facing the direction of the door.

Bo Liming's white shirt was a bit reflective, looking from this direction, he could just see him leaning on the sofa.

Qiao Mian went in through the door.

"Close the door."

Bo Liming's state was not right, his voice was more indifferent than before, Qiao Mian carefully closed the door, and walked towards him in the dark.

From the light to the darkness, the room with the door closed was pitch black, Qiao Mian couldn't see clearly, and walked stumblingly.

When he was approaching in front of Bo Liming, he tripped over the leg of the sofa and fell straight down.

The flannel blanket on the ground was very thick, but it didn't hurt. He knelt on the ground and patted his little hand, "Bo Liming..."

Bo Liming didn't help him: "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Mian stretched out her small hand, deliberately showing off, "It hurts..."

"It hurts right."

The man's voice was steady, "It hurts to have a long memory."

Qiao Mian patted her knees, got up and walked two steps forward, and came to Bo Liming's side, "Bo Liming, you are angry."

"what!"

The next second, he let out an exclamation, and was pulled into his arms by the man.

"Thin--"

The chin was pinched, and the figure of the man fell down, and the overwhelming aura of the other party was overwhelming.

The lips were slightly cold, and the other party's lips came close to him, sealing his lips with a fierceness he had never seen before.

The opponent's arm hugged him, the ring was too tight, and it hurt him a bit.

This feeling of being ambiguous and dangerous, of being addicted and imprisoned, hit Qiao Mian's body with goosebumps.

Something is wrong with Bo Liming.

At the very least, his state is not right.

Qiao Mian opened her eyes, and the other person's face was close at hand, and she kissed him sideways so that the other's straight nose would not hit him.

As if aware of his distraction, the other party's movements became more stern.

When he was let go, Qiao Mian lay obediently in his arms, panting.

His fingers pulled Bo Liming's shirt, the backs of his fingers were warm, and they had already touched Bo Liming's chest.

Qiao Mian fumbled in the dark to button him in a panic, "I'm sorry Bo Liming, I accidentally tore it open for you..."

A big hand pressed his movement, the man's voice was hoarse, "Pull it bigger."

Qiao Mian was stunned, "What?"

The next second, he let out a "huh" and was kissed again.

……

When he was let go, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Qiao Mian's back. He didn't know if it was the heat or he was scared. He hid in Bo Liming's arms, panting heavily.

The jaw tightened, and the man looked down at him: "Lu Congyuan didn't teach you how to kiss?"

Qiao Mian was stunned.

"You should learn how to serve men."

Qiao Mian couldn't see the other person's expression, but felt that what he said was plain and scary.

"Bo Liming, I didn't—"

Pressing a finger on his lips, the other party's voice was cool, mixed with a trace of irrepressible anger.

"Qiao Mian, remember, your man will only be me from now on."

Qiao Mian's lips were pressed and she couldn't speak, so she nodded obediently and followed him.

Who knew that after he nodded, the cold aura around him became even more terrifying.

Bo Liming is looking at him from top to bottom.

The other party pressed his lips with his fingers, and his voice was indifferent, with a hint of malice in it, "Do you like it?"

Qiao Mian was finally able to speak, but he was caught off guard by Bo Liming's question, so he could only ask, "What?"

What do you like?

The other party kneaded his lips, his voice was unprecedentedly cold, "Turn off the light, do you like it?"

Qiao Mian held that finger, and said softly, "Bo Liming, I'm a little scared..."

"Shall we turn on the lights?"

"Not in a hurry."

Bo Liming said: "After a while, the light will be turned on naturally."

Qiao Mian's pupils dilated.

The man holding him smiled slightly, "Turn on the light, look at me, and remember who your man is."

Shyness and uneasiness welled up in her heart. In the dark, Qiao Mian blinked her eyes, and finally understood what Bo Liming meant by "make it bigger".

Are you going to have sex tonight?

Qiao Mian rubbed the tips of his red-hot ears, still remembering that there was something he didn't explain, so he took out his phone from his pocket,

"Bo Liming, Lu Congyuan and I actually—"

"Qiao Mian, do you think it's appropriate to say this at this time?"

The other party's cold voice was full of displeasure. Qiao Mian was interrupted. With a wave of her long arm, the phone landed on the carpet.

"Stay obediently by my side from now on, don't think about anything, don't go anywhere."

The other party's voice was deep and dangerous, "Children who are not good will be severely punished."

With a light weight, someone picked him up by the waist, and Qiao Mian quickly stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around his neck, expressing her loyalty obediently,

"Mianmian is obedient, Mianmian won't go anywhere."

The light came on along with the man's movements, just like daytime, he was hugged by the man, looking up at the man's sharp jaw line and chiseled side face.

The other party looked at him with lowered eyelids, the eyes were so deep that Qiao Mian couldn't see it clearly, "Be obedient?"

For some reason, the other party didn't take the elevator, but walked towards the stairs instead.

When he reached the door of the bedroom, Bo Liming put him down and motioned for him to open the closed door by himself.

Qiao Mian pulled down the doorknob and pushed it open, the things in the room came into view, his pupils dilated suddenly, his legs trembled, "Bo, Bo Liming?"