Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him, the trickery on the tip of her tongue, but she suddenly couldn't say it when faced with his explosively handsome face.
Her small mouth pursed, and she simply said, "I'm leaving."
Bo Yanching wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, "You wouldn't dare."
Nan Jiaojiao's eyes twitched, "You really do like married women!"
Bo Yanching's lips kissed down her neck, and upon hearing that sentence, he bit her ear in annoyance, "You're not big, but you do like to boast shamelessly!"
Nan Jiaojiao's breath hitched, and she murmured, "Haven't we broken up, Mr. Bo? It's pointless for you to keep hounding me like this."
Bo Yanching's voice had grown husky, "Have you ever seen a couple that has broken up and still sleeps peacefully in the same bed?"
He nibbled on her ear, his deep voice mingled with his breath, "How many times did you want it that night?"
