Chapter 49 Don’t want to hear excuses
The little girl didn't notice that when she tilted her neck, a small piece of spring light poured out from her neckline, as white as jade. Although it was dark inside the car, Jin Boli could see it very clearly.
He didn't remind.
His eyes fell slowly and lightly, looking at her hesitant expression, he asked very patiently: "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Even though his mind was a little confused, Gu Tingwan knew that his idea was really bold.
It is said that people should be aware of current affairs and accept things when they are good, so she shook her head, "No."
He said no, but his eyes were clearly full of depression, and there was a sense of unwillingness that he couldn't make the request. He bit his lip with a pitiful look, clearly wanting him to continue asking.
Jin Boli hummed, looked down at his phone casually, and ordered the girls to keep quiet tonight and not tell anyone.
The Jin family will not interfere for the time being. If he goes off track, they will definitely not sit idly by.
Although I can't control him, the people in my arms will inevitably not be affected.
After finishing his work, he lowered his head and looked again. Gu Tingwan raised her head and looked at him without blinking, concentrating. Under her long eyelashes, her black and white eyes were clear and beautiful, soaked with alcohol, soft and moist, and reflected only Looking at his figure alone.
When he looked at it, his eyes lit up instantly.
His heart sank. He was clearly not a soft-hearted person, so much so that Jin Suqi always said that he had a heart of stone, but under such gaze, his heart sank and turned into a soft mess.
Jin Boli stretched his eyebrows helplessly, lowered his neck and said warmly: "What do you want to say?"
He patted the head of the person in his arms comfortingly: "Little drunkard, I won't argue with you if you tell me."
Gu Tingwan was satisfied. She nervously grabbed the man's hand, opened her mouth and spoke softly, "Jin Boli?"
The soft voice, tentatively, called out again, "Jin Boli."
Being so nervous, it turned out that I just wanted to call his name.
It's just a name, it doesn't matter what she calls it. He nodded and tapped her forehead slowly and slowly. His fingertips were slightly cold, and Gu Tingwan trembled.
"Call if you want."
The man's eyebrows were noble and calm, and when he thought of something, a little meaning flashed in his eyes, and he smiled thoughtfully: "But I want to get some benefits."
Just as Gu Tingwan was immersed in the joy of successfully challenging his authority, her body suddenly became light and she was forced to sit astride Jin Boli's lap. A big hand was pressed up behind her waist. She blinked, "What good is it?" ”
The bones were clearly defined, and the slender jade-like hand gently landed on her collarbone.
Gu Tingwan lowered her eyes. Under the shadowy halo, the man's cold white wrist bones were strong, and the veins on the back of his hands were vaguely visible, full of desire.
The pads of his fingers slowly slid down. Under Gu Tingwan's sudden change of expression, Jin Boli chuckled: "I want it."
The fragrance of gardenia penetrated his nose, and the hoarse voice sounded hot in his ears: "Here."
He lowered his neck and kissed the place he had planned for a long time.
A low cry overflowed, and Gu Tingwan's nerves instantly tightened. She tried to curl up in vain, but her efforts were in vain. Her eyes gradually turned red. Gu Tingwan bit her index finger joint, but the more she endured, the sobs echoed in the car. Her voice became more delicate, and she felt even more dizzy.
A completely unfamiliar feeling.
Her body felt uncomfortably hot, sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and the softness that penetrated her brain made her speechless several times.
He was clearly in darkness, but his head seemed as bright as day.
I don't know how long it took, Jin Boli raised his head, his eyes were frighteningly dark, and there was an ambiguous glint on his lips. He clasped Gu Tingwan's neck and lifted her up, took her lips in his mouth, and gently comforted her. .
Zhou Huai calmly parked the car halfway up the mountain and waved to Butler Sun and the others, signaling them to leave temporarily.
The Rolls-Royce parked quietly in the night.
Half an hour later, the car door opened and Jin Boli got out of the car. Holding the curled up person in his arms with his face buried tightly in his arms, Jin Boli stepped into the villa in a good mood. Gu Tingwan's drunkenness completely disappeared. She was extremely sober at the moment and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
As soon as she was carried into the bedroom, she immediately jumped out of the man's arms and ran to the cloakroom, grabbed a change of clothes and fled to the bathroom. Jin Boli looked at it lazily, naturally not missing her red ears.
I was embarrassed to look at him, but he turned into a little quail again, which was so cute.
He slowly took out his vibrating cell phone, glanced down at the name on it, tightened the curve of his lips, and picked up the call indifferently and emotionlessly.
"Brother."
The sweet voice sounded like she was speaking in a pinched voice, and she said cautiously, "Are you home yet? I've made a lot of cookies and they've been packed. I want to deliver them to you whenever it's convenient for you."
After saying that, he added anxiously: "Or I can send it to Shengjin."
This is the first time I called him. I usually don’t dare to disturb him. I am obviously short of breath and nervous
Jin Boli said absently, "No, I don't like sweets."
He was distracted by the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
He had no intention of listening to what Fu Shu said. He lowered his eyes coldly and frowned slightly. Thinking of the spring time in the car, the veins in his forehead beat violently twice.
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Until Fu Shu asked in confusion and caution: "Brother, are you listening?"
Jin Boli hummed lazily, not having the patience to ask her what she had said before, and said in a flat tone: "I have a question to ask you."
Fu Shu's heart was beating fast, as if it was in her throat, throbbing and uneasy.
She was concentrating and heard a slow voice coming from the receiver: "I know that your girls' parties usually only have champagne and fruit wine with no more than ten degrees of alcohol."
The next second, the cool voice was like a terrible cold wind, raging and attacking, "Where did the Macallan 30-year-old with over 40 degrees come from?"
Fu Shu's face turned pale instantly.
She pretended to be calm, "This is."
Jin Boli interrupted indifferently, "I don't want to hear excuses. I won't do it again."
The words fell and the phone was hung up.
Fu Shu froze on the spot for a long time, crying loudly, out of breath, and frightened the surrounding servants to look for Mrs. Fu.
But there was someone who poked her in the heart where she had broken her guard.
Jin Suqi: "Tingwan is my sister-in-law. What's wrong? She and my brother are a perfect match. If you don't like her so much, then there's no need for us to be friends. Let's delete each other."
When Fu Shu's message was sent again, there was only a bright red exclamation mark.
Crying even harder.
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The sound of water in the bathroom stopped suddenly.
Gu Tingwan stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself inside, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
There are large fresh marks on the chest.
There were faint red marks, either caused by pinching or kissing. There was no control at all. He left marks on her body domineeringly, possessing her forcefully.
To paint her with his mark.
(End of chapter)