Awakened consciousness, was held in the arms of the villain and cried

"Well, it's my honor." A deep and rippling laugh overflowed from his chest.

Jiang Yizhi felt his ears itchy, so he reached out and pinched his earlobe.

Unexpectedly, the man picked her up horizontally, with the tails of his eyes upturned, and he smiled lazily, "Zhizhi has ignored me all morning, and he wants to make it up to me."

Jiang Yizhi consciously put his arms around his neck, pressed his forehead against his, and subconsciously lowered his voice, "I know, Boss."

The girl suddenly approached her, her sweet breath sprayed on his face, he pressed her head with one hand, kissed her lips, and she left immediately.

Unbelievably gentle.

Jiangcheng.

Song Jing faced the old lady Bo, dripping with cold sweat, "Old lady Bo, Mr. Bo hasn't come back yet from his business trip."

The old lady Bo had a smile on her lips, her face was peaceful, "Xiaojing, you have been following Xiaoyan for many years."

"Fifty-eight years."

"Following Xiaoyan these years has been very hard." The old lady's bony fingers played with the Buddhist beads in her hand, and the smile on her face continued.

Song Jing's palms were almost sweating, and he shook his head in denial, "No, Mr. Bo is very nice."

The old lady seemed to have heard some joke, the smile on her lips grew stronger, and the prayer beads in her hands moved faster.

"Did Xiaoyan say when he'll be back?" The old lady turned the beads with her eyes closed, the smile on her lips remained undiminished, and she looked more and more weird and permeable.

"No." Cold sweat had already begun to break out on his head.

He is a staunch materialist, but what the old lady Bo has done in recent years has sometimes exceeded the level that can be explained by science.

The accidental death of the third master of the Bo family.

Although he died in a car accident in name, the car did not move any hands or feet. From the surveillance, it seemed that he was being manipulated by someone, and he slammed into the railing without hesitation.

It's like voluntary, but he was high-spirited back then, and he was chosen as the future head of the Bo family.

The second young master of the Bo family committed suicide by taking medicine.

The maid of the Bo family committed suicide by throwing herself into the river.

The only similarity between them is that they all had contact with the old lady before they died, and they were all willing to hurt themselves.

There are too many coincidences in the world and it is no longer a coincidence, but there is no evidence, no trace at all.

"Is Xiaoyan still sick?" The old lady suddenly opened her eyes, and the sharp eyelids pierced Song Jing.

Song Jingmeng was shocked, and quickly replied, "It's still the same as before, with a small attack every three days and a big attack every seven days."

The old lady stood up with a sigh, but there was no compassion in her eyes, "Poor child."

"Okay, I'm going back, I'll come to see Xiaoyan when he comes back."

Seeing off the old lady, Song Jing's forehead was soaked with sweat, and he was crying bitterly.

Mr. Bo is not here, he really can't bear it alone.

Song Jing quickly dialed Bo Yuyan's phone number and began to organize his words, "President Bo, how is Miss Jiang?"

Bo Yuyan frowned, glanced at the person in his arms, and said quietly, "Are you very concerned?"

Song Jing: "..." He just wanted to get close with Miss Jiang.

"Don't care don't care."

Bo Yuyan's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the ending turned up threateningly, "You don't care?"

Song Jing immediately nodded urgently, "I care, I care."

"Why do you care?"

Song Jing: "???" It's time for a dog.He's really fucked up, should he care about it?

He heard a faint smile from a woman over there, and then he heard President Bo's cold voice, "Okay, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Bo, when are you coming back?" He dared to ask. If he didn't come back, he would be tortured mad by Mrs. Bo, and he couldn't bear to come and ask every day.

"depend on mood."

Song Jing was hung up and fell into deep self-doubt.

There is a sense of déjà vu that the boss has been dropped.

Jiang Yizhi nestled in his arms, and looked up at him amusedly, "Why are you bullying Special Assistant Song?"

Bo Yuyan glanced at her, "Are you very concerned?"

Jiang Yizhi laughed out loud, the words were a bit familiar, she had just heard them from this man a few minutes ago.

She suddenly changed her position, kneeling on the man's lap with both legs, and Bo Yuyan carefully supported her waist to prevent her from falling off the sofa.

Almost her entire body was attached to the man's body, she rubbed Bo Yuyan's face with her hands, and smiled brightly, "Bo Yuyan, why are you so cute."

The man's face was slightly deformed in her hands, but he just let her make trouble, and the pampering in his eyes almost overflowed.

"I like you so much, Bo Yuyan."

Bo Yuyan looked into her eyes full of smiles, and said with a sigh, "Zhizhi, I really want to kiss you like this."

Jiang Yizhi smacked on his lips, and even stretched out her tongue to lick his lips seductively, smiling lazily, "If you want to kiss everyone, you can kiss them."

"I still want to do it." Bo Yuyan stared at her with great interest, with his big hands tied around her waist.

"Also."

Bo Yuyan's long eyelashes drooped, her Adam's apple rolled slightly, her cool lips pressed against her ears, and her voice was lingering, "Zhizhi looks like this, do you want Brother Ah Yan to kiss you to death?"

He deliberately lengthened the ending of his voice, like a long hook hooked on the tip of her heart.

Jiang Yizhi's body went limp unconsciously, as if his bones were also limp, and his whole body hung on him.

Intimate, close to each other.

"Then...kiss me to death." She stared straight at the man, and then her warm lips covered his lips.

Very soft and sweet.

The man didn't move, he just lowered his eyes, his breath concealed his panting, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Bo Yuyan turned over suddenly, and Xin Chang's body pressed towards the girl, his voice hoarse and seductive, "Zhizhi, even if you cry and beg me, I won't let you go."

Jiang Yizhi just looked at him and smiled, then nodded softly in response, "Okay."

Jiang Yizhi tugged at his collar lightly, touched his collarbone with white and tender fingers, and leaned closer to kiss him.

The gentle licking gradually turned into biting.

Bo Yuyan's eyes became darker and deeper, but he could only smile wryly, "Don't bother me, Zhizhi."

Warm lips pressed against his ear, "I'll help you, Bo Yuyan."

Bo Yuyan's pupils dilated, a little unbelievable, until the girl's warm lips rang in his ears again.

The belt around the waist of the nightgown was loose, and when Jiang Yizhi raised his hand, a large area of ​​skin was exposed in front of his eyes.

The narrow sofa made the distance between the two of them more intimate, and the man's panting voice echoed in her ears, deep and shallow.

Bo Yuyan pressed her tender little hand, with an uncontrollable desire hidden in his voice, "No need, Zhizhi."

Jiang Yizhi looked up into his eyes, the eyes were dark and deep, full of passion and desire.

"Why?" She murmured, her voice soft.