Chapter 41 (1/2)

Bo Xingzhi glanced at Ruan Su, then went to open his suitcase, found a bottle of stomach medicine and held it in his hand.

”Although there is no food to eat, at least there is medicine to eat.”

Ruan Su's cool eyes turned and slammed the door of the room.

She wants to do it again, doesn't she?

She won't be fooled this time.

Bo Xingzhi: ”

Compared with the days when he had hot meals as soon as he came home, it's really cruel and miserable now.

*

As soon as Ruan Su returned to his room, he immediately took out his laptop and began to track it.

The three-day period is coming.

She must finish the task on time.

Time passed bit by bit, an hour passed, and two hours passed.

The night is already deep. The deep night brings a cool night wind, blowing the tulle like curtains.

Ruan Su sent all the investigation results to Anlin.

As soon as she turned off the computer, she heard a plop outside.

Ruan Su frowned and quietly opened the door of the room, but saw a tall figure curled up on the carpet in front of the living room sofa.

Was it the sound of Bo Xingzhi falling off the sofa just now?

Ruan Su walked over suspiciously, but found that the man's forehead was full of fine beads of sweat, and his hands tightly covered his stomach.

Looking at the usually cold and domineering man curled up on the carpet, I inexplicably feel that this picture is very soothing and meaningful.

Ruan Su admitted that she was not a compassionate person, but when she thought of her four-year marriage, at least Bo Xingzhi didn't treat her badly.

She helped the man to the sofa and lay down.

Green onion ten fingers pressed the man's stomach, and then put his pulse again. It's no big problem.

Is hungry stomach pain, pain dizzy.

It's really waste wood. Can't she cook some food if she doesn't cook it for him?

Would you rather faint from hunger?

Picky eaters are simply heinous.

Ruan Su washed her hands and went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients for noodles.

More than ten minutes later, a bowl of steaming egg spinach noodles was ready. His stomach is uncomfortable. He can only eat some light, shredded meat and noodles. Let's forget it.

She came out with her face, went to the sofa, bent down and patted Bo Xingzhi's face, ”wake up, wake up.”

Thin line stop, eyes closed, no reaction.

Ruan Su began to pinch the man's mouth. He couldn't do without eating.

Otherwise the stomach will be worse.

After a few minutes, Bo Xingzhi slowly opened his eyes and looked into a pair of clear eyes. He whispered, ”Oh -”

A faint smell of food came from his nose, and a glimmer of light floated on the bottom of his eyes.

”Did you cook?”

Ruan Su kicked him on the instep. ”Why don't you get up and eat?”

Bo Xingzhi felt that he could never find the gentle and charming Ruan Su in his life.

Looking at the cold woman, his heart was very uncomfortable, sour and astringent.

In the twinkling of an eye, thinking of Ruan Su's craft, he still propped up his body and walked towards the table.

When the hot noodles are swallowed down the throat, an unspeakable sense of satisfaction rises from the depths of the heart.

The man's impeccably handsome face moved slightly.

For four years, he has been used to everything about Ruan Su, whether her cooking or her body.

He even remembered the taste of the skin care products she often used.

A bowl of noodles was finally finished. Bo Xingzhi got up, washed the bowl, and then took two pills of stomach medicine.

After lying in bed, I turned around and couldn't sleep.

The deeper the night, the more intense the anxiety of the body.

*

all is quiet at dead of night.

Ruan Su always sleeps lightly.

A dark shadow suddenly quietly opened her door, and Ruan Su lay on the bed, still lying on her side.

Even if the other party's footsteps are very low, tiptoe.

But Ruan Su could still tell from the familiar footsteps that the visitor was Bo Xingzhi.

In the dead of night, why did he run to his room without sleeping?

She has a locked door.

This is the exclusive routine of Bo Xingzhi. What's the difference between locking the door and not locking it?

The man stood in front of the bed and quietly looked at the woman's quiet sleeping face. Only a small night light was turned on in the room. The dim yellow light hit her face, and her skin seemed to be shrouded in a faint halo.

She was like a newborn baby.

Bo Xingzhi leaned over and looked at her. The woman on the bed breathed evenly. He couldn't help covering his lips with his dream lips.

Still a soft sense of familiarity, still a familiar aroma, awakened the familiar frenzy in his body.

He slowly deepened the kiss, as if he had been in a dry field like rain for a long time, longing for each other's lips and everything. Men kiss more and more urgent, more and more anxious.

A man's familiar clear breath came from his nose. Ruan Su: ”

The man stared at her for a long time just to force a kiss?

She subconsciously wanted to push away Bo Xingzhi. However, suddenly, the familiar feeling in her body suddenly hit from the caudal vertebrae.

But a moment swept through her every cell.

Again!