Out of control and sinking

Chapter 32 Bo Ye Takes Sleeping Pills
As Jiang Ruan ate bird's nest, her long, thick eyelashes made her eyes appear watery. When she looked up, she evoked pity in people.

She said, "It hurts~"

"It's all your fault, you bit so hard."

Hearing the complaints, Bo Ye's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He gently touched the corner of her lips with his fingertips, seemingly feeling guilty, and took the bird's nest from her hand.

"Let me do it."

Jiang Ruan was surprised. Was the dignified CEO of the Bo Group going to personally feed her bird's nest?
All told, Bo Ye fed her very few times.

Most of the time, it was in a two-person bed, and in the end, she was so tired that she didn't even want to move a hair.

At that time, he would transform into a good man, feeding her water with his mouth and bending down.

Why are you looking at me like that?

He said, "Haven't I served you enough times?"

These words inexplicably make people think all sorts of things.

Especially his ambiguous gaze.

It seemed as if they were deliberately trying to steer her towards certain topics.

Jiang Ruan's mind instantly conjured up certain images she shouldn't have, and her cheeks flushed rapidly. She said coquettishly, "Shut up!"

Bo Ye chuckled, his laughter echoing throughout the bedroom. He was in a great mood, and Jiang Ruan felt a ripple of emotion upon hearing it.

Seeing him holding the soup spoon with his slender fingers, scooping up a spoonful and feeding it to her lips: "Open your mouth."

Not gentle at all.

Jiang Ruan inwardly complained, but still obediently opened her mouth and ate the bird's nest.

It was already an honor for her to be fed by President Bo.

How could she possibly ask for more?

Bo Ye fed Jiang Ruan a spoonful, and Jiang Ruan ate a spoonful.

She quickly finished the bowl of bird's nest.

Bo Ye placed the bowl on the table, his dark eyes fixed on her soft red lips, where there were some milk stains from the stewed bird's nest.

It looks particularly obvious.

It's like an unnamed temptation.

Bo Ye's Adam's apple bobbed, and Jiang Ruan blushed under his gaze: "Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me like that?"

His eyes looked like he wanted to kill her.

Jiang Ruan immediately felt a sense of crisis.

She was about to jump off his lap, but Bo Ye wouldn't let her. He wrapped his long arm around her and pulled her into his embrace.

"Ah... Bo Ye, what are you doing!" Jiang Ruan struggled for a moment, but Bo Ye thought it was a ploy to play hard to get.

His eyes were filled with desire, and he hooked her chin with his fingertips and kissed her directly.

As he swept away the milk stain, the rich aroma of milk and bird's nest instantly filled his mouth, as if enticing him, and Bo Ye kissed her deeply.

His kiss was passionate, and Jiang Ruan quickly stopped struggling.

After all, she had long since gotten used to this man.

I've gotten used to all his intimate contact.

Her hands, pressed against her chest, wrapped around the man's lean, strong waist until she could hardly breathe. Only then did Bo Ye look up and linger in her ear.

His warm breath brushed against her ear, making Jiang Ruan's cheeks flush red. His hoarse laughter came through the air: "You're so sweet, Jiang Ruan."

The last two words melted Jiang Ruan's heart.

At this moment, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were moist, and she looked like a little white rabbit waiting to be eaten.

Looking at the man's mature and handsome face.

My heart was pounding.

It was as if it was reminding her.

The film crew was in operation for three months after he left.

Jiang Ruan did miss him at all.

Many nights, she missed him, missed his voice, missed his embrace, and missed the things that couldn't be described.

"Bo Ye".

The girl's soft, coquettish voice gently called his name, like a kitten's call, stimulating Bo Ye's ears.

Jiang Ruan hooked her arms around his neck and pulled him down, pressing her red lips against his thin lips.

Her initiative completely drove Bo Ye mad.

Next.

On the sofa, things got out of control.

Jiang Ruan was like a willow catkin in the wind, drifting and falling, seemingly lost in the sky, then landing with breathtaking beauty.

We haven't seen each other for three months.

Bo Ye seemed to be giving her back those three months.

On the large bed in the bedroom, Jiang Ruan finally couldn't hold back and begged for mercy, tears streaming down her face, and reached out to push him away: "Bo Ye... I don't want it anymore..."

That scoundrel is absolutely outrageous.

Do they want to kill her?

Jiang Ruan felt like she was going to die.

The sound of crying reached Bo Ye's ears; the man's black hair was already soaked and stuck to his temples.

He leaned down and whispered something in Jiang Ruan's ear, coaxing her. Jiang Ruan, both amused and exasperated, reached out and patted him.

It was past 3 a.m. when it was finally over.

The bedroom returned to quiet.

The air was filled with a captivating aroma.

Lying in Bo Ye's arms, Jiang Ruan was so tired she didn't want to move a hair. With her eyes closed, surrounded by the man's unique scent, she quickly fell asleep. Late at night, thunder suddenly rumbled outside the window.

It crackled and popped, making an unusually loud noise.

Lightning illuminated the large bed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, startling Jiang Ruan awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw lightning and thunder outside; it was clearly about to rain heavily.

She snuggled closer to the man, wrapping her arms around his waist, and only felt at ease when she felt his warm embrace.

She closed her eyes, but could hear a faint murmur from a man in her ear. The voice was so soft that she couldn't make out what it was.

Using the light of the lightning, Jiang Ruan looked up at him and saw that Bo Ye's brows were furrowed and his temples were taut, which was quite frightening.

It looked like he was enduring some kind of intense pain.

Jiang Ruan was startled and quickly asked him, "What's wrong, Bo Ye?"

"Where do you feel unwell?"

All that could be heard was a broken voice: "...It hurts...it hurts so much..."

Jiang Ruan leaned close to his mouth before she could hear what he was saying.

疼?
"Where does it hurt?" Jiang Ruan asked anxiously. "Bo Ye, tell me, where does it hurt?"

Bo Ye was unconscious at the moment, and answered her only with his mental power: "Head..."

"Headache……"

Headache?

Why would his head hurt for no reason?

Seeing the man's pained expression, clearly indicating a severe headache, Jiang Ruan quickly got out of bed.

He pulled his robe over himself, loosely tied the straps, and then dialed the castle doctor's number.

The doctor in the castle was startled when he received a phone call in the middle of the night.

I thought something had happened.

But when Jiang Ruan said that Bo Ye had a terrible headache, the doctor sighed: "So it's a headache. There's some medicine in the second drawer next to the bed. Have him take some, and he'll feel better in a bit."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Does he often have headaches?"

How come she doesn't know anything about this?

Why does the doctor seem so used to it, like it's nothing new to him?
Jiang Ruan was filled with doubts.

"This is an old problem of Mr. Bo's."

The doctor said helplessly, "Let's give Mr. Bo his medicine first. Thank you, Miss Jiang."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ruan opened the second drawer, and sure enough, there was medicine inside.

“Esopiclonil, diazepam, estazolam…” Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but read it aloud, her dark eyes filled with undisguised shock.

Why are they all insomnia pills?

He has a headache, how can he take sleeping pills?
This medicine can cause dependence and side effects if taken in excess.

For a moment, Jiang Ruan even doubted whether the doctor had made a mistake.

But Jiang Ruan searched through three drawers, and only this drawer contained the medicine.

It was obvious that the doctor had instructed her to give Bo Ye this medication.

Does Bo Ye suffer from insomnia frequently?

Time was of the essence, so Jiang Ruan suppressed her doubts and decided to feed him first, since he was in so much pain.

But when she brought the water and medicine to the bedside, she found that Bo Ye had already fallen asleep.

The man's thick eyebrows relaxed, no longer furrowed as before, as if the pain he had felt earlier was just his imagination.

Jiang Ruan paused for a moment, then softly called his name: "Bo Ye?"

no response.

It seems she really is asleep.

Jiang Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the things in her hand, she could only put them back.

Jiang Ruan tiptoed to Bo Ye's side, turned off the light, and then lay down in his arms.

The rain was pouring down outside, making a loud noise as it hit the French windows.

The room was pitch black, and she used the dim light to look at the man's profile, her cheek pressed against his chest, near his heart.

Listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat, she murmured softly with heartache, "Do you often suffer from insomnia and headaches?"

"Even doctors know this."

"I had no idea at all."

We've been together for three years.

Is she too busy and therefore neglecting him?

Almost every time the two met, it was in bed.

They rarely spent time together.

He was busy with work, and she was busy filming.

They are all too busy.

Jiang Ruan felt a pang of heartache, but could only manage a bitter smile.

She couldn't help but hope.

If he weren't CEO Bo Xilai, and she weren't an actress, how wonderful it would be if they were just ordinary people.

Three meals a day, morning and evening.

Perhaps this was just her dream.

the next morning.

Jiang Ruan opened her eyes and met the man's dark, deep gaze...

(End of this chapter)