Chapter 829

That's Jiang Yeqing's car.

Bo Chengcheng only glanced at it, and then sneered.

This man is really boastful.

Bo Chengcheng steps on the gas pedal to the end and rushes home.

But as soon as she accelerated, the luxury cars behind her accelerated, just as if they were deliberately chasing after her.

I don't care about it at all. I drive by myself. I don't even touch a traffic light all the way. Every time there is a light, it just goes smoothly.

In contrast, Jiang Yeqing was stopped by the red light once, and she was far away.

Bo Chengcheng returns home and leaves the key on the porch shoe cabinet. Then he throws his bag on the sofa. He slowly unties his clothes and walks to the bathroom in the master bedroom.

In this bath, Bo Chengcheng was a little distracted.

Yang Dawu's voice rang out in his mind: it's good to marry him.

Everybody says that.

Grandma said so, aunt said so, even Yang Dawu said so.

They are all cheated by Jiang Yeqing.

It's not easy to cheat.

After taking a bath, Bo Chengcheng wears a white coral velvet bathrobe with his wet hair on his shoulders.

As soon as I opened the bathroom door, I could smell a breath of tobacco coming from the room.

Thin Cheng Cheng frowned and did not have a good airway: "go outside to smoke, make a room full of smoke, it's really disgusting."

Jiang Yeqing is sitting on the bed with a cigarette in his mouth.

His silver gray suit was open, and he didn't wear a tie. The collar of his shirt was a bit messy, like drinking wine. He had a faint smell of wine on his body, and his cheek was also a little red.

Such red, up to the root of the ear, down to the center of the clavicle, are particularly eye-catching.

Ran Ran pale white smoke rising, as if lost in the eyes, that pair of romantic peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, heard this, his face suddenly had a smile.

Jiang Yeqing stood up, finger clip cigarette, slowly walked toward her.

Bo Chengcheng looks him up and down with his eyes, and then he goes forward around him.

Jiang Yeqing stood still and vomited a long puff of smoke at her.

Just as Bo Chengcheng was about to brush past him, the hand finally lifted up and firmly held her arm.

He was so strong that he almost pulled her over.

Bo Chengcheng stumbles at his feet and nearly falls to death. He reaches for the door frame of the bathroom and stops.

Looking up is a blanket of anger, Rage: "what the hell do you drink crazy, let go!"

Jiang Yeqing seems not aware that he was scolded by her, so he went up to smell her, and then pulled her arm hard, drawing closer to each other.

Jiang Yeqing squinted, half smiling, "so anxious to wash up? What did you do with that Yang? "

His voice was hoarse because of the smoke and wine in his throat. The words he said were as bad as those with thorns, which pierced into the heart of thin Cheng Cheng Cheng.

Bo Chengcheng smiles, with scorn in his eyes, coldly glares at him, "why, you can't make me comfortable, and don't let others make me comfortable?"

Jiang Yeqing's face was originally danger langdang's appearance, finally completely closed down, the eye light instantly congealed, pulled her forcefully, pushed to the bed behind her.

The feeling of hanging in the air makes Bo Chengcheng uncomfortable for a short time, but in a moment, he lies down calmly.

Like a string puppet that has been numb for a long time, it can't afford to struggle at all.

Bo Chengcheng closed his eyes and unbuttoned his bathrobe. He said in a low voice, "hurry up, I want to sleep."

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