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

Under the light, Qiao Mian turned her head and finally saw the turbulent dark tide in Bo Liming's eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually amplified.

The other party hooked his lips, and uttered a few words from his thin lips, "Do you like it?"

Qiao Mian's fingers holding the doorknob trembled slightly.

like?

Like a ghost!

Qiao Mian took a deep breath, closed the door again with lightning speed, carefully looked at Bo Liming, and tried to discuss it.

"Bo Liming, Mianmian is hungry, can you take me to dinner?"

Bo Liming always loved him, but he didn't know if it would be useful to say these words at this time.

"hungry?"

The other party looked down at him slightly, wrapped his big hands around his waist, and had an unpredictable smile on his face, "Then I will work hard and feed Mian Mian well."

Bo Liming took his hand, led him to open the door, pushed him with his palm, and brought him into the room——

Looking at the dazzling array of things in the house,

Bo Liming smiled lightly: "Isn't it a surprise?"

Qiao Mian: "..."

Following the movement of closing the door, Qiao Mian was led by Bo Liming into the house.

"We Mianmian are young and playful, so of course I have to accompany her."

Bo Liming turned his face away and looked at himself, "How about it, it's more richer than what Lu Congyuan prepared for you."

Qiao Mian shook her head, "Bo Liming, he never touched me—"

Bo Liming pressed his eyebrows, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and blocked those words by the way.

He pressed Qiao Mian's head and forcefully pulled her into his arms.

Qiao Mian staggered and followed the other person's pace.

When she was released, Qiao Mian took a breath, and Xin Dao could finally explain clearly.

He had never seen such an abnormal appearance of Bo Liming in his last life. This kind of coercive oppression surrounded him tightly.

Qiao Mian was a little scared.

If he can't explain it clearly, with regard to Bo Liming's state, I'm afraid he will be even scarier this time than in his previous life.

Then he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Bo Liming, Lu Congyuan is lying to you, we didn't—"

Bo Liming pressed his lips, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The man's voice was cold: "Mianmian, you are not good."

"I said don't keep mentioning him at this time."

He touched Qiao Mian's face lovingly, "It's a pity, Mianmian's voice is so nice..."

"Don't be afraid."

Bo Liming kissed his eyelashes that were trembling because of anxiety,

"In a while, I will make up for Mianmian."

In the next second, Qiao Mian fell heavily onto the soft bed.

The light above the head was dazzling, and Qiao Mian's half-sentence explanation didn't calm down Bo Liming, and didn't convince Bo Liming at all.

Qiao Mian curled up her legs uneasily.

The other party stopped, and issued a questioning "Huh?"

Bo Liming's hand was still on his body, without moving.

There was a rumble in Qiao Mian's head, her eyes were wide open, water sparkled in her eyes, and she was even a little afraid——

He forgot.

The scandal of Yanzhaomen in the previous life broke out, and his identity was also popularly searched. Of course, Bo Liming knew that he was bisexual.

The batch of pornographic photos in this life were strangled in the cradle, of course Bo Liming didn't know about it.

He didn't know he was different from other little boys...

He always thought he was a normal person...

Qiao Mian's legs were trembling, and she couldn't help but start to get scared.

What would Bo Liming think?

Without any mental preparation, he discovered his secret, discovered...

He stopped.

Does he make a look of disgust?Would he turn and leave, or would he turn off the light and kill himself with nausea?

he……

Qiao Mian's body trembled slightly, her bound hands clenched tightly, and she closed her eyes in fear.

The anxiety in my heart intensified, and I was about to be buried by fear.

A heavy body.

Bo Liming turned around and kissed his forehead.

With a smile in a cold voice, "Mianmian is so obedient, and even prepared a surprise for me."

Qiao Mian was stunned.

surprise?

Bo Liming, don't you despise him?

……

"Bang bang bang!"

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo..."

Bo Liming was in a better mood, just about to enjoy his snack, but was interrupted by someone knocking on the door.

He frowned, reached out and grabbed the desk lamp next to the bed, and threw it out. The desk lamp hit the door with a loud noise.

The person knocking on the door stopped, and Bo Liming was about to continue when the door knocking sounded suddenly.

The cheeks of the person under him were already burning red, and there was a thin layer of red at the end of his eyes. His eyes were misty, as if they contained unfinished friendship, as if they were inviting him to go further.

Bo Liming went over and kissed the tip of his nose, pulled the quilt over and covered him tightly, "Wait for me."

He walked to the door and opened the doorknob. The driver, Lao Li, was standing outside the door. He was frightened and worried at the moment, staring at him and stammering, "Mr. Bo."

Anyone who is doing this kind of thing will not be happy when they are interrupted, let alone Bao Liming, who usually has a cold face, now his face is covered with clouds, which makes people feel even colder.

Bo Liming put his arms on the doorknob with a sullen face, blocking his gaze from looking into the room, even though they didn't dare to look in at all.

"what's up?"

The other party's eyes were serious, as if to say: You'd better say something meaningful, it's worth interrupting me.

Lao Li sank his heart, and blurted out: "Mr. Bo, you can't be contacted at home, something happened."

"The housekeeper over there in Bo's house contacted you, but he couldn't get through the phone. He said that the master fell ill and asked you to go back immediately."

He threw the phone in the living room and turned it on silent mode, so naturally he couldn't get through.

"sick?"

Bo Liming's eyes darkened slightly: "Understood, just wait, I'll go there when I'm ready."

Bo Liming closed the door and returned to the bed.

He took the thing out of Qiao Mian's mouth, and wiped the drool off his lips with his hand, "You heard what you just said."

"I'm going out for a while, Mianmian, I hope you can behave well."

Bo Liming lifted half of the quilt, and on the snow-white sheet, a pair of beautiful legs were more dazzling than jade, slender and delicate, like a handicraft carefully polished by God.

He reached out and stroked the handicraft, and said slowly: "I will be back soon. If I find out that you have escaped from this villa when I come back, I will take you back..."

"Break your legs."

The redness on her face hadn't faded yet, Qiao Mian's eyes were wide open, like a bullied kitten, looking very pitiful.

He didn't expect Bo Liming to say such words.

Breaking his own leg, how could he be willing to break his own leg?

Bo Liming seemed to have seen through his thoughts, rubbed his fingers on his leg, "Don't worry, I won't abandon you."

"After the leg is broken, I'll find a doctor to connect it for you, but it's definitely not as flexible as it is now."

"At that time, I will hold you every day, and I won't let you go anywhere alone."

Qiao Mian's heart trembled, and her voice was soft, "I'm obedient, I won't run away."

Bo Liming got up, opened the closet and picked out a piece of clothing, and threw it on Qiao Mian's naked body, "Put it on, lie on this bed, and wait for me to come back."

Qiao Mian picked up the dress and whispered, "Bo Liming..."

This is a suspender nightdress with silk lining and lace outside. The V-neck is very deep, and the length of the skirt is shorter than the previous one. If he wears it, it can only cover the buttocks.

Or not even cover the buttocks.

Qiao Mian stood up, pulled the quilt to cover her naked upper body, and begged him softly, "Bo Liming, these are clothes for girls, I'm a boy..."

According to Bo Liming, he stared at the person on the bed condescendingly, there was still a hazy layer of water in the other person's eyes, looking at him watery, begging in a low voice.

He hooked his lips suddenly, with a half-smile, "Oh?"

That night when he rushed to Repulse Bay in a hurry, that Qiao Mian wearing a white lace nightgown, looking at him sadly, that weak figure that threw herself into his arms, was deeply etched in his heart. .

Like the delicate daffodils by the lake.

The purity of white attracts people to be contaminated.

Moreover, the beauty of the other party itself has the meaning of being indistinguishable from male and female.

The eyes are big and round, the pupils are always sparkling, with a layer of soft watery light, and the skin is fair and tender, leaving traces when rubbed.

Fragile and delicate.

Such a Qiao Mian is perfect for wearing a pure white skirt.

Bo Liming stroked his face and asked, "Why, you don't want to?"

"Didn't you say yes, you will be good, and you will be obedient?"

Bo Liming glanced at one side, his legs curled up, "Or as soon as I leave, you will sneak away and run to find your adulterer..."

"You feel that wearing this dress is inconvenient for you to escape..."

"I won't go, I won't go..."

Afraid of angering him again, Qiao Mian quickly grabbed the little skirt and said softly, "I'll wear it, I'll wear it right now..."

As he expected, the skirt was really short.

The soft skirt spread out on the bed, barely covering his thighs, a large piece of white skin was exposed on his chest, and there were ambiguous dark red marks on it, he pulled the quilt to cover himself again, raised his head, Eyelashes flickered: "Bo Liming, I'm obedient..."

"I will obediently wait for you here..."

"If you have anything to say, when you come back, let's talk about it, shall we?"

Looking at Qiao Mian like this, Bo Liming's eyes were dimmed. He rolled his Adam's apple, stroked the other's soft hair, and nodded.

"Wait for me."