"What’s wrong with you?"
Bo Jingci, who was on his way home, raised his eyes and looked at the woman in the passenger seat with her head lowered in a daze.
"Ah?" Song Jingmian raised a confused face, "Were you talking to me just now?"
Bo Jingci frowned: "What happened to you tonight?"
"You have been absent-minded since you came back from your aunt."
Song Jingmian bit her lip, then twitched her lips: "...it's nothing."
"What did auntie tell you?"
Song Jingmian looked at him with wide eyes, disbelief in her eyes.
She wanted to ask him what happened but now was obviously not a good time.
She didn't want to talk about such sad topics on New Year's Eve, nor did she want to mention the scars in his heart again.
"No, it's nothing."
Bo Jingci suddenly sighed, and then a helpless voice sounded.
"Forget it."
He then turned his eyes, tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly, and looked straight into the dark night in front of him with deep eyes.
——
After arriving at the villa, Song Jingmian was still in a daze, pondering what he was thinking. Bo Jingci stopped the car and walked around in front of the co-pilot.
"Mianmian."
When he came over, he called her softly.
Song Jingmian was obviously startled. She suddenly raised her head and stared at him in horror. She breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered that it was Bo Jingci.
She murmured: "You scared me to death..."
He reached out and rubbed her head, "Sorry."
Although the words were meant to be apologetic, there was a deep smile in his voice.
"We're home, do you still want to go?"
Song Jingmian shook his head like a rattle: "I don't want to anymore."
"I just suddenly lost my mind."
He laughed again: "Well, why don't you come down?"
"Want me to hug you?"
According to Song Jingmian's usual temperament, after being teased, he would definitely get angry and slam the door out in anger.
But tonight, for some reason, I tilted my head and stared at him with a smile: "Okay."
"I want you to hug me."
Listening to her soft and coquettish words, Bo Jingci's heart suddenly softened, and his expression softened.
"good."
Song Jingmian was too well-behaved along the way, and Bo Jingci also realized how abnormal she was.
"etc!"
Just when Bo Jingci was about to put her on the bed, she suddenly made a sound.
"I haven't showered yet!"
Bo Jingci's movements paused, apparently he had just realized this problem.
He chuckled softly, "Well, my bad."
Her moist eyes suddenly widened, and she retorted in a low voice: "I don't blame you."
"I know."
He put her on the chair, moving carefully.
"Honey, you've been absent-minded tonight, what will you do when you take a shower later?"
Song Jingmian looked at him suspiciously: "What should I do?"
He laughed, and his low voice passed through her eardrums: "What if something happens if you are in a daze while washing?"
Song Jingmian: "...?!"
"so what……"
"So, I also have a good suggestion."
He walked directly to the closet, took out their pajamas and nightdresses, and put them on his arms.
Then, he leaned directly against the wardrobe, still wearing a black coat. His whole body was cold and ascetic, and his long legs had nowhere to rest.
"What advice?" She followed his words and asked.
"Let's wash together."
He smiled extremely wantonly and evilly.
Song Jingmian: "...?!"
The abacus beads are about to jump on my face! ! !
Seeing Song Jingmian's red cheeks and somewhat annoyed shyness, Bo Jingci curled his lips and smiled.
Finally, she diverted her thoughts so that she wouldn't have to think about him all the time.
Looking at her lost look, he roughly guessed what his aunt had said to her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be like this.
"Wash it yourself!"
This guy was dishonest every time he took a shower, so she didn't want to be with him. He was full of energy and got her all over every time...
She thought of some scenes that made people blush and heartbeat, and a suspicious blush gradually appeared on her face.
"Otherwise I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"
After saying that, she turned her back and stopped looking at him.
Bo Jingci: "..."
He put the tip of his tongue against his cheek, looked at the bulging back of his head, and laughed softly.
As expected, Song Jingmian suddenly turned around and stared at him pretending to be fierce: "Why are you laughing? You are not allowed to laugh."
——
"Hey, be gentle, don't scratch."
"Then don't touch me!"
With that said, Song Jingmian wanted to leave his arms, but the man had already understood her thoughts and hugged her tightly when she was about to pull away.
Song Jingmian: "..."
"Want to run?"
There was a smile on his lips: "It's too late."
Then, he grabbed her waist and brought her tightly into his arms. The distance between the two of them was close, and their naked skin touched each other.
The moment their lips/tongues met, Song Jingmian's body softened. In the past, his kisses had always had a hint of predatory and pity.
But this time, he moved slowly, gently holding her face with both hands, twisting her face slowly, and his tongues darted into her lips, and they met passionately.
They shared a long, erotic kiss.
The shower head above was not closed tightly, and a small drop of water fell on the two of them, directly pushing the originally ambiguous/ambiguous/intimidating atmosphere to the climax.
Song Jingmian wanted to turn away to avoid the falling water droplets, but Bo Jingci didn't do what she wanted. When he noticed her movement, he took out a hand and turned the shower switch off guard.
Song Jingmian suddenly made a sound.
Bo Jingci's stomach tightened at her gasping, and his eyes were full of strong desire.
Bo Jingci suddenly kissed her harder, and after a while, the man was bitten by her.
He wasn't angry either. Instead, he still had a hint of smile and said hoarsely: "Does Mianmian like this?"
He buckled her hand strap/to his body, from the collarbone...
"Then -, what about here?"
He leaned close to her ear and laughed softly.
———
The next day.
When Song Jingmian woke up, she met the man's smiling eyes.
"..."
When she met his smiling eyes, her mind automatically replayed the scenes that happened last night.
"We're already an old married couple, and you're still shy?"
After saying that, he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed to get his clothes.
Needless to say, Song Jingmian knew that her face must be extremely red now, because she felt like her face was going to burn off.
But when she faced Bo Jingci's handsome and satisfied face, she still couldn't help but retorted in a low voice.
"You are shameless..."
Then, the man looked over with slightly dangerous eyes.
Song Jingmian was not afraid when she saw him like this, but instead looked back fiercely.
"I still want to lose face."
Bo Jingci: "..."
He was stunned for half a second, then laughed angrily when he realized.
He seemed to be in a good mood, not angry at her accusation, and nodded thinking about it seriously.
"right."
Song Jingmian: "...?!"
He laughed again: "But you always curse like this, don't you want to change the vocabulary?"
Song Jingmian: "!!!"
