Chapter 333 You Move Back to the Master Bedroom

General Ji was killed by you, Young Master Ji ended up in an orphanage, these years he was sold abroad, wandering and suffering, all because of your sins! You will not end well, your whole family wil...Although Shen Wanci didn't believe him, she couldn't help but worry after hearing what Bo Jingzhou said. She looked him up and down: "Are you injured"

Bo Jingzhou's face didn't show much turbulence, but his eyes flickered with anger: "I work my ass off at the company to support my family. When I come back, I see my girlfriend feeding another man. You tell me, isn't that hurtful"

Shen Wanci didn't have the strange hobby of using other men to make her boyfriend jealous. No matter if she and Bo Jingzhou would end up together or not, she didn't want misunderstandings to arise between them because of this kind of thing.

She hurriedly explained, "The doctor didn't bring any anesthesia when he came. He just cleaned the wound a while ago, and his hands don't have the strength..."

Qin Heyi chimed in from the side, corroborating her statement: “Yeah, I can barely even lift it.”

Bo Jingzhou looked at him.

After a brief few seconds of silence, he let out a cold snort: "It's none of my business. I give you half an hour to get out of our house."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Shen Wanci away.

Qin Heyi let out a low growl, "At least we've met once, don't be so heartless. Let Wanci feed me, I haven't had a proper meal in two days."

His voice was full of rogue charm, carefree and lawless, but if Shen Wanci were to look back now, she could see the obscurity and loneliness in his eyes. That smile was only a surface veneer, like a bubble on the water that shattered at the slightest touch.

Shen Wanci was led out of the room.

Her scent gradually faded away.

Qin Heyi looked up at the ceiling. Under the light, his coldness and weariness, as well as his powerlessness, were all clearly visible.

After a long while, he finally managed to break free from that feeling of loneliness and despondency. He turned his head to glance at the meal on the bedside table, let out a self-deprecating chuckle, and returned to his usual nonchalance, "I guess I'm really just not going to bother about it anymore. I'm starving."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a burly man with broad shoulders and powerful physique appeared at the door: "Mr. Bo, I'm here to feed you."

……

Bo Jingzhou directly pulled Shen Wanci upstairs and into the master bedroom.

No sooner had she stepped through the door than she felt a wave of dizziness and was pressed against it.

The man pushed himself against her, his bent knee pushing open her legs to trap her. He grabbed her hands and pulled them up over her head, pressing them against the door frame.

His dark eyes were fixed on her, the other free hand moving from her dress to slide along her slender waist, a slow caress.

The young master, who was as precious as gold and jade, even though his palms had calluses from handling things, were not particularly rough. The skin that had been grazed started to itch unbearably.

Bo Jingzhou lowered his head slightly, his dark pupils reflecting the tiny figure of Shen Wanci. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down gently.

His breath fell upon her face, hot, damp, a tingling itch.

Shen Wanci stiffened, her toes curled inward, and she unconsciously looked up, wanting to get farther away.

This way she can't speak properly.

This action exposed the woman's slender and fair neck completely before Bo Jingzhou.

Thinking... about you.

He chuckled softly.

Before Shen Wanci could understand the meaning behind his smile, Bo Jingzhou's lips pressed against her neck.

Shen Wanci lowered her head in surprise, but the man didn't let her hide. He kissed her lips directly.

Shen Wanci's legs were so weak that she could barely stand, and the hand that Thin Jingzhou had pressed against the door panel was at some point free. It was now resting on the man's neck.

This kiss was long and deep, growing increasingly out of control.

Shen Wanci struggled uncomfortably.

This action seemed to have hit a sensitive nerve. Bo Jingzhou's Adam's apple bobbed as he bit her lip, snarling, "You've never cooked me such a lavish meal."

"I have," Shen Wanci said calmly, "but you were in such a hurry taking Jian Weining to the hospital at that time."

"…" Bo Jingzhou remembered, she had even called him back then.

He gently touched Shen Wanci's lips, which were still red from being kissed by him, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry."

Eyes deep and intense, focused and earnest.

Shen Wanci wasn't used to him like this, she turned her head away: "It's over."

For you, these are over, but for me, it's the beginning.

""

She looked bewildered, utterly clueless.

But Bo Jingzhou didn't continue. He let go of her. "I'm hungry, I want to drink chicken soup."

Shen Wanci grabbed his arm, her voice soft, with a hint of coquettishness: "Qin He Yi's injuries are quite serious, and it seems he has offended someone..."

Bo Jingzhou frowned: "You're setting conditions even when you cook for your boyfriend"

"......Shen Wanci loosened her grip, turned to open the door: "There's more in the kitchen, I'll get you some..."

She made enough for three people, just in case Bo Jingzhou would come back to eat.

The man snorted. “I wouldn’t touch his leftovers.”

It’s all still in the pot, hasn’t moved.

That's all that's left.

"...Shen Wanci gave him a speechless glance, feeling that this man was simply an actor."

When he came back, Qin Heyi hadn't eaten yet, and all the chicken soup was served in individual bowls. How did it become leftovers

But she had to rely on others, and could only wash her hands and start cooking chicken soup for the young master again.

After taking a shower, Bo Jingzhou changed into his home clothes, folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching her busy herself.

His scorching gaze fell on Shen Wanci. The woman was wearing a white boyfriend-style shirt, paired with a pair of slim-fitting jeans that were cropped at the ankle, revealing her long and slender legs.

Feeling his increasingly aggressive gaze, Shen Wanci turned back with a huff, "What are you looking at me for"

If eyesight could be materialized, she would definitely be stripped bare by Bo Jingzhou right now.

The man raised an eyebrow and said plainly, "It's pretty."

Shen Wanci's heart skipped a beat, her fingers unconsciously tightening.

Bo Jingzhou rarely said sweet words. His mouth, when it opened, could kill. Perhaps for that very reason, these words were particularly touching.

Shen Wanci turned her head back, "Did you get this experience from some rich playboy There's enough oil here to fry a whole dish."

Although she said that, a faint blush gradually appeared on her neck and ears.

After dinner.

Bo Jingzhou threw the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher. Shen Wanci originally wanted to see if Qin Heyi's fever had subsided, but before she could speak, the man beside her said nonchalantly, "Someone is watching, you don't need to go."

"Do you agree to him staying here to recover"

It's been two hours, and you haven't driven them away. That means you agree to let them stay, right

Bo Jingzhou lowered his head to look at her: "There's a condition, you move back to the master bedroom."it's a princess carry, then the scene is so beautiful. Huo Tingdong came up and turned it into an expression pack.Hu Tingdong slightly relaxed his grip, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Jingrui is af...