Newlyweds 1001 Nights: Mr. Bo’s Love Life

"I really deserve it, you are not afraid of the sky, it turns out ... you are still afraid."

Luo Zheng's face was slightly hot, and he felt underestimated by the man, and said ironically: "Yeah, I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid you will strangle me!"

Bo Hancheng was slightly stunned, restraining his inner emotions.

Then, silently returned to the table and poured a bowl of porridge again.

When the man handed it to him again, Luo Zheng was a little surprised, he was so patient.

After a few seconds of surprise, the learned man chuckled: "Bo Hancheng, what are you doing, please me?"

With words, Luo Zheng couldn't help but was angry at him: "The person who doesn't want to see me is you! It's you who chooses Mu Nianqing who doesn't want me, now you! , Or you! Bo Hancheng, what the **** do you mean? "

What exactly do you mean?

Fuck, he also wanted to know what he meant!

Looking at the girl so reckless, knowing that she needs to be tolerated, Bo Hancheng still has a tight jaw: "Do you drink or not?"

"No drink, no drink, no drink, I just don't drink, how can you?"

Luo Zheng retorted again and again, revealing a strong resistance.

Just looking at it, the man was icy all over and suddenly whispered: "No matter how, I will feed you!"

When the words fell, he took a sip on his head, followed the circle of the girl's waist with one hand, aimed at her small mouth, pressed down heavily, pryed open her teeth, and forcibly fed half of the porridge.

"Well……"

Luo Zheng struggled, and was forced to swallow.

The star eyes widened slightly, she really did not expect that the man fed porridge in this way!

After the two separated, Bo Hancheng swallowed again and would post it again.

Somehow, Luo Zheng's mind was at this moment, and the night of the Gu family banquet flashed, the man seemed to kiss Mu Nianqing.

Immediately, there was a disgusting sensation, just like this, she couldn't help but push away Bohan City at once.

"vomit--"

Soon, covering his lips and retching.

Upon seeing it, Bo Hancheng stiffened, frowning and saying in a deep voice: "The porridge I made makes you so disgusting?"

The porridge he made?

The information flashed through my mind, and the ripples began to ripple.

However, Luo Zheng deliberately ignored this and raised his head to smile a little: "Mr. Bo, it is not porridge that makes me sick, it is your kiss!"

Suddenly, Bo Hancheng's eyes darkened and nearly shattered the bowl in his hand: "My kiss ... let, you, evil, heart?"

"Yes, disgusting, disgusting!"

Luo Zheng did not hesitate to admit, sneering.

"Luozheng, how dare you say that?"

In the end, the girl succeeded in angering the man and made him step forward: "My kiss is disgusting, who doesn't kiss it, eh? Xi Mubai or Gu Changye ..."

Luo Zheng shivered and couldn't help but retreat until his waist reached the bedside table: "No matter who it is, it's better than you!"

"Uh-"

As soon as the words fell, the man shattered the bowl in his hand, and the congee splashed all over again.

"Luozheng, you really dare to say!"

The temperature on Bo Hancheng's body dropped to zero, and he raised his hands again to hug the girl's waist and close to him.

"Why don't I dare to say? Mr. Bo, who are you not me!"

Looking at the man without fear, Luo Zheng's utter decisiveness.

At the end of the day, as if thinking of something, pink lips squeezed tightly: "It is not that you don't want me, it is me Luo Zheng ... I don't want you anymore.

"Luozheng, you ... don't want me anymore?"

Bo Hancheng repeated this sentence, lifting the girl's chin, and there was a deep depression in her heart.