[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

No way……

Who likes a prickly cactus?

Seeing that his expression was a little depressed, Bo Liming quickly replied: "I believe it!"

Qiao Mian was obviously taken aback, "Do you believe it?"

Bo Liming looked at him, and just about to speak, he heard a "bang chi" to comfort him, the wooden deer sculpture slipped from his palm, hit the floor, and turned a few times.

Qiao Mian was a little at a loss, said "Yeah", and stood stiffly on the spot again.

His face turned red.

Bo Liming bent down and picked up the wood carving on the ground, which was still stained with blood. He put it away casually, took Qiao Mian's wrist, and wiped off the blood on his fingertips with a tissue, "Okay."

Bo Liming lowered his wrist, "I'll take care of the rest."

He frowned and glanced at Qiao Mian's nightdress, "Change."

Qiao Mian looked down at her clothes, "Bo Liming...I'm not..."

Bo Liming nodded and interrupted him, "Put on your clothes."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the living room, and went around to the bathroom to wash his face.

He raised his head and stared at the person in the mirror, two jet-black eyes embedded in his polite face, with a deep light shining inside, churning with desire that couldn't dissipate.

Qiao Mian...

Qiao Mian...

Qiao Mian's figure appeared vaguely in the mirror, a thin and see-through lace nightgown outlined seductive curves, her skin was as white as fine jade, and it was warm when held in her arms.

The pupils are large and round, and the tails of the eyes are raised, a little delicate.At this moment, with trembling fear, he stood helplessly in front of him...

His Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly closed his eyes, not daring to continue thinking...

Qiao Mian already hated himself, if he found himself like this again, he would have to hate himself even more.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and waited for the hot fire in his body to subside before turning around and leaving the bathroom.

Qiao Mian has already changed her clothes, a Fendi off-white pullover sweater, and a casual pair of jeans underneath. The person in the mirror is only young and has not experienced the disaster of physical and mental exhaustion. Every frown and smile are beautiful .

Hearing the commotion outside, Qiao Mian turned her head to look at him, "Bo Liming."

Bo Liming nodded, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and put his eyes on the strong man on the ground, "I called, and someone from the police station will come over in a while. But don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything, after I go Just tell the truth."

Qiao Mian turned around, "Bo Liming...won't you accompany me?"

Bo Liming glanced at him, and felt that Qiao Mian was a little strange today, and his attitude towards him seemed to be very different from before.

When I saw him before, I didn't look at him coldly. The gifts I sent were brought to him in front of me and smashed one by one, as if those lifeless dead objects were Bo Liming himself.

He hates himself, he is guilty of even bringing the presents he sent over, and he is not worthy of staying by his side...

Why is he hugging himself again today, and wanting to keep him?

Terrified, so use him as the only one to rely on?

Then when Lu Congyuan appears, he will become that damned Bo Liming with bad intentions again...

Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Mian called softly, "Bo Liming?"

Bo Liming raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then hardened his heart, "No way."