This progress is too wild, Shen Wanci was stunned by his question for a moment, "Touch...touch what?"

While asking that with his mouth, his body was being quite honest. As soon as the words left his lips, his hand reflexively shot up.

Bo Jingzhou did not wait for Shen Wanci to move, but instead leaned forward himself. He lowered his head, his lips landed on the woman's forehead, and then slowly moved down, the warm sensation falling on her skin, like a dragonfly landing on water.

The air conditioner is set a bit too high. Even without a blanket, you won't feel cold.

Bo Jingzhou kissed her lips. The woman was soft and warm, her breath brushing his face, a wave of warmth and dampness followed by a slight coolness. This real feeling made him involuntarily tighten his arms.

After eleven years of secret admiration, she finally became his, utterly and completely.

In the future, people will address her as "Mrs. Bo," "Miss Shao," or "President's Wife," but no matter which title they use, it will always be closely linked with his name.

Thinking of this, Bao Jingzhou’s arms tightened involuntarily. A surge of intense emotion swelled within him, overwhelming his control and making him even more passionate. The gentle, tender kisses from just moments ago were now filled with desire, attacking and conquering with reckless abandon.

They live on the second floor, with the night market directly below. Even with their windows shut tight, they can't escape the boisterous and lively atmosphere. Some are singing, some are chatting, some are drinking...

Bao Jingzhou's senses were always sharp, he couldn't stand noise, but this moment, he didn't find it bothersome at all, he even enjoyed the bustle of this foreign land: "Wanwan."

The woman in his arms was so soft and warm, so warm that he didn't want to let go for a second.

The man kissed her delicate neck, the slight protrusion of her collarbone.

Shěn Wǎncí had just finished washing up, and various scents mixed together filled Báo Jǐngzhōu's nostrils.

"Wanwan," he called her name in a husky voice, his eyes glazed over with a shimmer. "When your competition is over, we'll get our marriage license, okay?"

Their noses touched, breaths mingling heavily.

Shen Wanci remained silent. There was a profound stillness around her, and the heart that had been pounding moments ago slowly calmed.

Bo Jingzhou was pressed close to her, and when he spoke, Shen Wanci could clearly feel the slight tremor of his chest.

"Bo Jingzhou, there's something I want to tell you..."

It was awfully quiet all around.

The man called by name looked up. The light shone on him, casting a shadow onto Shen Wanci's face. She didn't smile, nor did she blush. She just stared at him intently.

A sudden jolt went through Bo Jingzhou's heart, and he spoke in a hoarse whisper, "You already agreed to my proposal, you can't go back on your word..."

He gritted his teeth, his temples and the veins on his neck bulging, clearly enduring something with great pain.

Shen Wanci pushed at his shoulder, wanting to sit up, but the man held her tighter, as if afraid she would run away.

She couldn't break free, and she was too lazy to waste her energy. She raised her face and lightly kissed Bo Jingzhou's lips: "Well, I'll get the marriage certificate when we go back. Don't go back on your word. What I mean is..."

I want to say that my aunt flow came, and lying down for so long makes me feel unsafe.

When he heard her say she would get the marriage certificate after going back, Bo Jingzhou couldn't be happier. Before Shen Wanci could finish speaking, he leaned down and kissed her lips again: "What did you buy?"

"What is it?"

"Just bought this at the supermarket."

Shen Wanci immediately reacted, Bo Jingzhou had misunderstood. Judging by his appearance, he probably thought she was buying condoms downstairs, "In the bathroom, I'll get it."

She was smiling like a cat that had stolen the cream, her eyes were melting with desire, she was clearly tempting him. Not only that, she reached out and playfully hooked his finger on the thin ribbon at his waist, a captivating enchantress.

"I'll go."

Bo Jinchou got up and went straight to the bathroom without even putting on his shoes.

Seeing his hurried back, Shen Wanci finally couldn't help but laugh, 'Poof!' If it weren't for her aunt visiting, and she was too lazy to change the sheets, she would really want to roll around on the bed with a blanket.

Several minutes later.

Bo Jingzhou came out of the washroom with a cold face, looking at Shen Wanci who had already sat up from the bed with a forced smile. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wanwan, did you play me?"

As soon as he walked in, he saw a sanitary napkin on the tissue holder. It was pink and eye-catching. What else could be unclear? He thought she was being mysterious because she was shy, but now that he thought about it, someone who dared to buy lingerie openly in front of him wouldn't be embarrassed to buy condoms. She wasn't shy at all; she was taking advantage of her own inconvenience and the fact that he couldn't do anything to her. She was deliberately playing with him.

Such an obvious thing, there's no need to stay inside for so long. He just wants to calm down.

I'm afraid of acting impulsively and doing something I can't control.

"No." Shen Wanci denied it very crisply. Even if she had thought that way when buying it, looking at Bo Jingzhou's face now, she wouldn't admit it: "I just think it's pretty. It matches the black underwear you helped me choose."

Her gaze fell upon the man's hips, half-hidden by his shirt, and then drifted to the side...

I silently thought to myself: "They sure have deep pockets."

Shen Wanci felt a little embarrassed, and under Bo Jingzhou's meaningful gaze, she shifted her eyes: "You can keep it for later use."

Bo Jingzhou was standing by the bed. He was tall with long legs, making Shen Wanci feel embarrassed to turn her head to look at him. Just looking at him was a breathtaking sight.

He smiled, leaned down to meet Shen Wanci's gaze, propped himself up on the bed frame, his voice low and magnetic: "It doesn't necessarily have to wait until next time."

"?? I got my period, you wouldn't be so beastly, would you?"

"We could move somewhere else," he leaned in, kissing her nose, "or…"

When he said the word, his gaze never left her lips for a second.

Bo Jingzhou knelt on one knee on the bed, holding her waist and kissing her smooth shoulders, caressing her slender waist.

His hand caressed her, Shen Wanci was led by him, her hands trembling....

She finally knew what it meant to shoot herself in the foot.

Today I was tired all day, and besides, my body being uncomfortable made me feel even more fatigued and drowsy. When Bao Jingzhou's feelings were difficult to control, she rudely fell asleep...

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