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He may not be as suave as he seems

After saying that.

Qin Yiren quietly pursed her lips and observed Bo Jingxing's reaction.

Of course, such a reason is not very good, but she doesn't want to have a quarrel with him at all, and she can't think of any other better reason for the moment.

The time Bo Jingxing spent on her cannot be repeated, and she cannot repay her.

Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, she doesn't want Bo Jingxing to lose his family because of her. This may be just a few things she can do.

"Xiaoqian..."

Bo Jingxing glanced at her with deep eyebrows and paused when he spoke again, his warm voice mixed with helplessness and pampering: "Don't you think that just such a reason can make me give up on you?"

If he could really give up on her.

He will choose to be years before, not now after years.

"...Isn't it okay?" Qin Yiren muttered with a wry smile, pillowing softly on his legs, "Actually, I'm serious. If you really choose me, Sister Bo and Uncle Bo will be very disappointed."

Bo Jingxing smiled softly, "It is obviously something they are willing to accept when choosing you as the partner of marriage," he said.

Qin Yiren was stunned and immediately understood the reason why the elders of the Bo family treated her kindly.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise. She looked up at the handsome and elegant man. She couldn't imagine how he expressed his stubbornness and willfulness to his elders, but the only thing that could be sure was that Uncle Bo would never agree easily.

.

so……

"Jing Xing, you have been staying in Jianghai for years because you can't go back?"

Bo Jingxing thoughtfully, "That's just one reason, the most important reason is that I want to stay and wait for you."

Qin Yiren sighed softly, as soft as melting cotton candy, raised her hand to caress the handsome side face of the man, and murmured to himself: "Jingxing, is it worth it?"

What kind of virtue does she have? Shouldn't she bear Bo Jingxing's deep affection.

If she had known that she would have encountered that car accident and lost her memory and spent five years in a daze, she would rather not know Bo Jingxing from beginning to end.

Although all that was not her choice, in terms of the result, I am really sorry for him...

Bo Jingxing lowered his eyes and looked at her distraught little face, and pointed at her pretty nose with a calm expression. Feng Danyun gently curled the corners of his lips: "Little idiot, is it my final decision?"

Qin Yiren's eyes were red without realizing it, silently hugged Bo Jingxing's waist, buried her face in his chest as if she was arguing, and silently stopped talking.

Bo Jingxing's slender fingers were placed on her waist, restraining those instinctive impulses.

Even though the current situation is different...

He still doesn't want to let his instinct be bullied by his favorite girl before the wedding.

Until he felt his shirt was wet with tears, and his warm moistness made him feel terrified and his beautiful thoughts disappeared.

The sexy Adam's apple moved up and down, and Bo Jingxing gently rubbed her hair top, as if he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only call her name in a low voice: "Xiaoqian?"

Qin Yiren leaned on his shoulder and kept moving, sobbing and hunching.

Bo Jingxing was silent for a moment, carefully held up her face, and his slightly cool fingertips touched the extraordinary heat.

Looking at the breathtaking brightness on her little face as big as a palm, he kissed her forehead pity to test whether she had a fever.

The gentle kiss fell on her snow-white forehead, and the heat was not unusual.

He frowned for no reason, and Bo Jingxing remembered the natural local specialties provided by the dinner, which seemed to contain some vodka ingredients.

For a young woman who gets drunk after drinking, wine is already the limit that she can withstand, and the effect of vodka can be imagined.

Suddenly I understood the reason why Qin Yiren was abnormal.

Bo Jingxing looked at the sob lover laughed and cried, and wiped away her tears gently. His low voice was particularly pleasant in the night: "Xiaoqian, you are drunk."

"No, I don't."

Like every drunk but unaware of it, Qin Yiren shook her head as if she was rattled, and her heartbeat hit her chest, making her mood complicated so much that she was restless, "I remember it very clearly that I only drank juice for dinner.



"It's probably the problem with the dishes." Bo Jingxing picked up the cold towel beside him and said in comfort: "I heard that the residents here like strong wine very much. I tasted a special taste during dinner, thinking it was the local one.

Special spices.”

If he had noticed that there was vodka in the dish at that time, he would have changed Qin Yiren's dish.

However……

If that was the case, he would not be able to see her ignorant and cute at this moment.

The corners of her thin lips were gently curled. Bo Jingxing didn't hate such a small episode. He held a cold towel and wiped her face again, "Xiaoqian, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The cold towel cooled down the hot face, Qin Yiren narrowed her eyes comfortably and hummed like a drunk cat.

The degree of vodka is quite terrible, especially for people who don’t have alcohol.

She swallowed her mouth dryly, unconsciously pulling the buttons on the collar, and getting drunk even more as time goes by: "Jing Xing, is there no air conditioner here? I'm so hot..."

"Feel sorry."

Bo Jingxing's eyes flashed over her white collarbone skin, and withdrew her gaze as if she was scalded. Her slender fingers pressed her insolent little hand to stop her movements that affected his self-control.

Since they are in a lover relationship, in today's society, intimate relationship before marriage is not particularly outrageous.

But, she is now unconscious.

No matter what he does, even if he just accepts her unintentional temptation, it is considered taking advantage of others' danger.

"Hmm?" Qin Yiren frowned in confusion, "I'm thirsty."

"Okay, I'll pour you water."

After Bo Jingxing finished speaking, he picked up the quilt and wrapped her into a silkworm pupa, got up and poured her a glass of water.

He handed the water cup to her hand, and he didn't dare to keep his eyes on her for a long time, and looked sideways at the window next to him.

The glass reflected his handsome face, and the light did not illuminate his deep eyes.

In a trance, the stranger was like another man who was hard to guess.

Bo Jingxing stared at his strange shadow and smiled thoughtfully.

Mr. Bo may not be as gentle as he seems, but his various methods are used to deal with the enemy, not to lovers.

"Jing Xing?" Qin Yiren drank water, became a little more awake, and yawned lazily, completely forgot about the scene where he had just gotten into ambiguous relationship, "I'm sleepy... look!"

Before she finished speaking, she lay on the bed. When she raised her eyes, she accidentally saw the ceiling made of glass above. Her eyes, which were clearly black and white, suddenly widened.

The unpredictable aurora sprinkles the sky.
Chapter completed!
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