Chapter 178 How can you compare to Nan Jiaojiao
He wiped the bath spray on her shoulder, and pushed the bubbles aside, revealing three drop-shaped birthmarks on her left shoulder, which were so red.
“How many flowers should I get tattooed?”
He had already seen her birthmark here, but he never asked.
Nan Jiaojiao no longer has the strength to shake her head, "If you don't want to, it's not ugly either."
"It's not ugly, I quite like it."
Bo Yanqing lowered his head and kissed her. His breath came out softly. Nan Jiao was so tickled that she shrank her shoulders, "There are bubbles there. , you are not afraid of being poisoned by kissing me."
Bo Yanqing said meaningfully: "I am invulnerable to all poisons, but you are the only one who can poison me."
He didn't see it, Nan Jiao. Jiao's eyelids lifted briefly and then closed quickly.
After taking a bath, Bo Yanqing wrapped her in a bath towel and went out, placing her next to the bed to dry her.
"Lean in."
Nan Jiaojiao moved in, and Bo Yanqing stood beside the bed, drying herself with her used bath towel, lifting the quilt and lying in.
She came close to him and put one of her hands and feet on him. Not being honest, she put her hands under his armpits and pinched them.
The man took a deep breath and held it down, "Again?"
Nan Jiaojiao turned over, the quilt slipped from behind her shoulders, and the cold white skin irritated her eyes more than the warm lamp above her head. She kissed the corner of his mouth and begged in a mute voice: "Be gentle?"
Bo Yanqing couldn't breathe out at all, and her heart was lifted high. He just lay there and kissed her for a while, then turned over and changed his position. When he was about to kiss her again, Nan Jiaojiao turned her head and avoided it.
"What's wrong?"
Bo Yanqing stopped and rubbed her hair, then put his hand on the back of her neck and rubbed it gently, "Don't like this? Then I Lie down again?”
Nan Jiaojiao buried her head in the pillow, “I really want to sleep.” Jiaojiao pushed him and said, "How about I go to sleep and do it again?"
"Then what kind of person have I become!"
Bo Yanqing held her face and kissed her. She was really angry and took a bite, then went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
Nan Jiaojiao put the quilt under her chin, half-opened her eyes, and looked at the open bathroom door. Some water droplets splashed on the mirror. The mirror, which was covered with heat, was poured with cold water. Dizzy little by little, then clear.
With a bit of guilt and reluctance in her eyes, she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Shen family.
Ye Shiqing was still wearing her wedding dress, sitting on the bed uneasily, listening to Shen's mother scolding downstairs for most of the night, using all kinds of harsh and mean words to criticize Sang and Huai, no matter how dirty she was, completely disregarding the image of a noble lady.
Even if they were not face to face, Ye Shiqing was scared to tears.
She was brought to the Shen family by Bo Yanqing's people. The Shen family did not dare to throw her out, but when they welcomed her in, Shen's mother Jiang Ling and Shen Shichu's sister Shen Shixuan stood on each other's side. She was half-supported and half-dragged into the house, and the two of them pinched her hard. Shen Shixuan also deliberately stepped on her wedding dress with the heel of a high-heeled shoe, tearing it in several places.
Ye Shiqing put on her makeup again and put on her veil. She had no choice but to change her wedding dress, and she didn't want to change it. She wanted to wait for Shen Shichu to come back so that she could sell it badly.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
Shen Shichu appeared at the door smelling of alcohol. He was so drunk that he fell on the door. He lost his balance and fell a few steps in. He bumped into things one after another and dropped them to the floor with a bang. There was something in his hand. He was carrying half a bottle of wine, his tie was torn loose, and he was full of evil spirits.
"Brother Shichu."
Ye Shiqing immediately walked over to help her, "Where have you been? Why did you drink so much?"
Shen Shichu pinched her hard. Her face made her look up, his sinister eyes staring straight at her, and the smile that spread at the corner of her mouth was sinister and cold.
"Bitch, who are you better than Nan Jiaojiao?!"
(End of Chapter)