Treatment... candied haws...

Is Huaer really pregnant?

Qiu Yinong took two steps towards him in a hurry: "Where is Huaer? Return her to me!"

"Did I say my name?" Bo Yanxi laughed, "That's just one of my little mistresses, and it's not the same person as Qiuhua you mentioned."

"You..." Qiu Yinong knew that he was lying, but she couldn't catch the handle. She was entangled, painful, aggrieved, and worried, as if threads were intertwined, rolling into a huge ball of thread. For the first time, she softened her posture and begged him: "Bo Yanxi, I beg you, what kind of woman do you want? There are thousands of women in the world for you to choose from. Can you give me the painting? I will give you whatever you want."

"What do I want?" Bo Yanxi repeated her words and asked her again: "What do you think I lack?"

She was stunned. She had a bad impression of him in the past, and although the two were not childhood sweethearts and were young, they had met several times. In her impression, he didn't talk much, and he was mysterious and always looked at her with a look that others couldn't understand.

Once, the two families gathered together and she sneaked out to play, but he suddenly hugged her and kissed her. When she was a child, she was cute and exquisite, and she was often kissed by many people, which was nothing.

But that day his hand was too strong, which made her neck hurt, and she started crying.

Everyone in both families came over, but instead laughed and said that he was fond of her.

...

Apart from these, she really couldn't remember his preferences.

Bo Yanxi didn't expect her to answer, put down the champagne in her hand, and said in a voice without warmth: "I lack the same face as you. If you can find another woman with the same face as you, I will be as you wish."

After all, he just refused to give Qiu Hua to her.

Qiu Yinong was disappointed, his feet had almost no support points, and he was shaking and almost fell down.

A huge black shadow was covered with his head. Bo Yanxi had approached her and said condescendingly: "Just just kidding, why are you so scared like this? Don't worry, no one outside knows about you and me, and Lu Pianpian won't say it. I have warned her."

Yes, with Lu Pianpian hated her, he still didn't mention what happened back then, it turned out that he had warned him in advance. His words were imperial edicts for Lu Pianpian, and they worked.

Qiu Yinan held the wall next to her with one hand weakly and smiled coldly: "You are so kind, what are the conditions? Is it the condition that you don't return Qiu Hua to me?"

"I said that your sister is not here with me." Bo Yanxi said word by word.

"Then... do you like your little mistress?" Since he refused to admit it, she had to detour and ask with difficulty, "Besides her, how many of you have?"

"How many? You really look down on me." There was a hint of softness in Bo Yanxi's cold voice, and the following words seemed to be muttering to himself: "One is enough..."

That's good, at least Qiuhua is safe for the time being.

Qiu Yinan bit her lip, and she felt that the time was almost over and she was leaving.

"Where are you going?" Bo Yanxi saw her walking towards the door.

Qiu Yinong ignored him. It seemed that she couldn't ask anything today, so she could only find a way slowly. Since she knew that Hua'er was with him, it was better than looking for people around like a blind man over the years.

Now the distance between her and Hua'er is just a despicable Bo Yanxi, and she can afford to wait.

I just hope that Huaer will not suffer too much and must hold on.

He grabbed the door handle, but couldn't turn it away. No matter how hard she tried, she stared at Bo Yanxi with hatred.

He just enjoyed her embarrassment leisurely, then pointed to a lilac handkerchief on the sofa and said, "My little mistress has something there, do you want to take a look?"

When she saw the handkerchief, the autumn was strong. Although the handkerchief was old, it was really a painting. Her mother made a handkerchief for her and Huaer. She was pink and Huaer was lavender, with an azalea embroidered on it.

I rushed over, picked it up, and opened it and saw that it was really a painting.

The fingertips trembled and stroked the cuckoo. Qiu Yinan was about to say something, but suddenly a strange fragrance of flowers was smelled at the tip of his nose. Then, his eyes darkened, and his body was soft and he fell on the sofa, unconscious.

Bo Yanxi walked slowly over, pushed away the hair on her face, revealing a delicate face without blood. He picked up the lips and turned off the light.

After a while, a small figure came out of another room in the suite, looking at the little black shadow on the sofa in surprise, and it was vaguely visible that it was a woman.

"Hua'er." Bo Yanxi waved to the small figure.

"Hmm?" The little figure ran over barefoot, snuggled beside Bo Yanxi, looked at the little black shadow on the sofa and said, "Why don't you turn on the lights? How come there is a sister here?"

"Hua'er is waiting for me here, so I'll help this sister to the next room."

"Why go next door?" The little figure was very unhappy.

"Don't think too much about Xiao Huaer. This sister's room is next door. She went wrong. I want to send her back."

"Oh, then I'll wait for you, hurry up."

"Okay." Bo Yanxi softened his voice: "You go and sleep a little longer, I'll call you back."

Five minutes later, Bo Yanxi came back, his little figure hugged on the sofa, and when he saw him he jumped over and ran into his arms. He hugged Xiangruan's figure in his arms: "Hua'er, are you waiting for me?"

"Um."

"My little gouache..." Bo Yanxi's hand slid into her skirt, "I want you."

The answer to him was the girl's shy voice: "Well..."

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When the bride was not there, the groom naturally became the target of attack. Fortunately, there were two best men, and Zhou Shun and Pei Jie blocked a lot of wine for him.

Ning Juexi walked aside and called Qiu Yinong. His phone was always blocked. He frowned and called him over and over again, but he still couldn't.

"Mr. Ning, here..." Another guest on the table called him.

Ning Jue turned a deaf ear to the west and took a photo of Pei Jie who was blocking his wine and said, "I'm going back, but the phone can't be reached."

"What are you afraid of if she has two bridesmaids to accompany you?" Pei Jie's face turned red, and he obviously drank high. He picked up a glass of wine and sent it to Ning Juexi: "You can have this glass before leaving. Mr. Zhou and I have blocked a lot of you tonight. How about your last glass to toast Mr. Zhou and I toast you?"

Ning Juexi said nothing and was bored.

"It's good!" Pei Jie snapped his fingers, hooked up Zhou Shun's shoulders, and prepared to toast to another table. At this time, he turned around and teased him: "How is the wedding night? I must tell you a few tomorrow, so that you can also get married."

The sip of white wine just now was urgent, and the degree was high. Elders, customers, political experts... Ning Juexi was already drunk a lot, but now he felt dizzy. He waved his hand and came to the car outside.

After getting off the car, before he could step into the entrance of the Huanting Hotel, Ning Juexi almost fell down with a swaying foot. The driver was startled and said, "Mr. Ning, do you want me to take you up?"

"No need, you go back." Ning Juexi pushed away the driver's hand, shook his head, and strode into it.

The driver watched Ning Juexi enter the elevator before driving away. However, what he didn't know was that Ning Juexi suddenly wanted to vomit in the elevator. He pressed a floor casually. As soon as the elevator arrived, he lay behind the landscape tree and vomited, and then he no longer felt any more.

While enjoying the joy of fish and water, the phone rang. Bo Yanxi answered it impatiently. When he heard the other party ask what to do, he looked at the soft and white figure on the bed and ordered: "Please carry the person to the next door and move quickly! If anyone tells the matter tonight, I will let him know how to write the word "death"!"

"Yes." The person on the other end of the phone responded and hurriedly went to work hard.

Ning Juexi squinted his eyes and woke up in the dim light. When he turned his head, he saw a delicate and lovely face. His long hair spread on the crimson bed, like a swaying willow branch, which made her look extremely charming and breathtaking.

Without thinking, he held the face in front of him and kissed him.

He was very hot, her lips were sweet and cool, which was what he needed to quench her thirst. He held her chin and kissed her deeply, and drove straight into her.

Lying in the same bed for a month, the two of them respect each other. The two previous skin-loving relationships seemed to be in the past life. He thought about her for a month, but how could he give up if he could do what he wished for now?

Inch by inch worship, inch by inch tasting, inch by inch possession...

I don’t know how long it took, but he only knew that he was very satisfied at the end and kissed her little face: “Sheng, you will never know how life-thinking you are now. If you want to die, I will die in your hands.”

After a brief blank in his mind, the person also fell down. Before he fell down, he did not forget to hug her into his arms...

The little girl was urging in his arms very early in the morning. Bo Yanxi really couldn't stand the temptation and fell in love with her again, which made the little girl feel more at peace.

At 5:30 in the morning, it was dawn, and Bo Yanxi took Qiuhua to leave the presidential suite.

Before leaving, he looked at the next door. Although the sound insulation of the hotel room was good, the situation next door should not be worse than that of them last night, so there was still no movement inside the door.

Bo Yanxi hugged Qiu Hua tightly and pressed down the British-style sun hat on her head: "Let's go, be good painting, don't let people see it."

Qiuhua obediently hurried in his arms, buried his little head in his chest, and grabbed his shirt with his little hand: "No, Brother Xi, didn't you say you wanted to take me out for fun? Why are you going back so soon? I don't want it!"

"Hua'er, I've said that important thing to you if I can't remember." Bo Yanxi patted her shoulder with a big hand.

Qiuhua remembered it, and Brother Xi said that there have always been bad people in Qingcheng who want to catch her, so he nodded obediently and said, "I understand, then can you take me to another place to play?"

"good."

"I want to go to the beach and surf!"

"Okay." Bo Yanxi gasped slightly, looked around and looked vigilantly, and couldn't help but press it into her ear: "It just happened to be played in the water, I heard it was very exciting."

The face buried in his chest turned redder and he whispered in anger: "Brother Xi, you bully me."

"Well, I like to bully Hua'er. Will Hua'er bully me?" Bo Yanxi lowered his head and kissed the sweet little mouth in his arms. The two of them were moved for a moment and kissed deeply in the quiet corridor.

Not far away, a very hidden camera recorded the picture without reservation.

As soon as they left, the person carrying the camera looked even more excited. He quickly finished work and quietly retreated from the stairs.

Qiu Yi Dan’s consciousness is restored. When he opens his eyes, the outside is bright, the curtains are tightly drawn, and the room is insufficient light, so he can’t see clearly.

She sat up and felt a warm body in her hand, a man who was sleeping heavily.

She was stunned in an instant, everything that had come to her heart last night. She got Qiuhua's handkerchief and fainted when she smelled a strange fragrance... Then she woke up and was here, with a man lying beside her.

don't want!

She subconsciously retreated and almost screamed.

It's Bo Yanxi again, it's him again.

Why is he so hateful? He gave her to her on her wedding night...

Qiu Yinong was about to collapse. She crawled out of bed and trembled with clothes. She didn't dare to look at the man on the bed and ran out of the room in a hurry.
To be continued...