Chapter 74 Call it out, I like to hear it

"You can do everything. Don't tell me you were born knowing how to do things."

Bo Jinzhou put her down, and the two looked at each other. His sharp eyes stared straight at her. "I really didn't know before I touched you, but after I touched you, I might not know anymore."

"Isn't it easy to mess with you?"

Jiang Yimian's face turned bright red, and she slapped him: "You're sick, get out of here."

Bo Jinzhou pulled her back and sighed softly, "I'm not lying to you, it's true."

"I'm so busy in the US that I don't even have time to eat, let alone think about those things."

Jiang Yimian replied coldly, "Oh."

Bo Jinzhou kissed the corner of her lips, "Jiang Mianmian, I'm better than Lin Zhiren."

Jiang Yimian's gaze remained calm. "So?"

"Can you love me?" He said, his voice a little hoarse and his heart pounding. "I know you hate Lu Yiwan and Lu Wenchang. I can help you. You can use my connections and power to get revenge on them."

Jiang Yimian's eyes flickered slightly as she tentatively asked, "Revenge is too severe, and besides, there's Bo Qingshan involved. Can you really touch Bo Qingshan?"

"If I can't deal with him, I won't be able to go back to China."

Jiang Yimian felt as if a giant cotton candy had been stuffed into her heart, filling her completely and covering her with an exciting sweetness that made her ecstatic.

Her face was calm, but her eyes were lowered, revealing fear: "I can handle Lu Yiwan, but I dare not go against Lu Wenchang."

The man's dark eyes softened unusually as he stared intently at her. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

“You just need to promise me,” he coaxed.

Jiang Yimian looked at him with her beautiful big eyes, "...Promise what?"

Bo Jinzhou kissed her tenderly and affectionately, saying, "Fall in love with me."

Jiang Yimian fell silent, which seemed to be her agreement to him. When Bo Jinzhou saw that she did not push her away, he took it as her consent.

The kiss deepened little by little. Jiang Yimian wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and even began to respond to him.

Bo Jinzhou was overjoyed; his plan had worked.

He should have made this suggestion sooner.

Perhaps by now, we've achieved twice the result with half the effort.

He carried her to the bedroom, where Jiang Yimian lay on the bed, gazing at him with hazy eyes.

What are you doing?

Bo Jinzhou reached his hand under the hem of his clothes and said, "Baby, let's build up our relationship now."

Jiang Yimian was extremely shocked. "This is in broad daylight."

Bo Jinzhou had been patiently waiting for her to relent, but now that things had come to this point, he no longer wanted to endure it.

"It's okay, just consider it exercise."

Jiang Yimian was being peeled like a lychee by him. She turned her back to him and said, "No, get off me."

Bo Jinzhou pressed himself against her, kissing her snow-white shoulder. His voice was deep and seductive, like that of a bewitching male enchantress: "You like it this way? Take your time, don't rush."

The man's strength completely controlled her; one large hand could grip her slender waist. The curtains were drawn, plunging the rest of the room into darkness. The outline of her abs was illuminated by the light from the bedside table, creating a play of light and shadow.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and the veins stretched out as if he were enduring immense pain.

The man bit her earlobe, exhaling hot breath, "Baby, let go."

Jiang Yimian's heart pounded like a firecracker, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning softly.

The man kissed almost every part of her body; they hadn't done this in a very, very long time.

The man's broad, powerful chest enveloped her, pressing her petite body beneath him.

Hail started falling outside, pelting down with a loud thud, and the wind was so strong that it even blew onto the balcony railing.

The sounds, rising and falling, came through the glass and heavy curtains.

He truly has reason to be proud, just as he said in the text message he sent to Lin Zhiren.

But Jiang Yimian suffered terribly, unable to bear it at all.

The hail outside the window grew louder and louder, and the sound gradually became muffled and fragmented, mixing with the sound of the hail hitting the foot of the bed.

Sweat beaded on Bo Jinzhou's forehead as he picked up Jiang Yimian and kissed her lips. "Baby, call out, I love to hear it."

Jiang Yimian leaned on his shoulder, panting, and moaned softly as he deliberately did so. The room was well soundproofed, and the sound of hail falling outside was quickly replaced by a softer one.

Jiang Yimian's throat was dry and hoarse after an unknown amount of time.

When changing to the second T, Jiang Yimian pushed him, her voice hoarse and trembling: "Bo Jinzhou, I'm tired."

The man chuckled softly, his lean waist exuding power.

"I won't feel tired if I hold you."

Bo Jinzhou loved to hug her. Despite their size difference, he could completely pull Jiang Yimian into his arms, like he was holding a child.

"..."

Jiang Yimian was sweating, her face pressed against the pillow, sobbing.

She cried and cursed at the same time.

Bo Jinzhou's eyes were filled with a frenzied mix of lust and desire. After holding back for so long, how could he possibly be satisfied so easily?

The man's large hand gripped her waist, and Hou Ru held her tightly. Jiang Yimian's face was flushed, and she was crying intensely.

Bo Jinzhou became even more excited when he heard her cry, and he whispered a lot of nonsense in her ear.

He heard a sound coming from the trash can and threw the t in.

The man, satisfied, picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

He placed the clean Jiang Yimian on the bed, pulled her into his arms, and laid her on top of him. "Baby, I really want to do this."

"I've been holding it in for almost two months. You lie in my arms every night, and it takes a lot of patience for me to hold it in."

"Did I scare you?"

Jiang Yimian sobbed, weakly hitting him, her voice full of grievance: "You're doomed. You're sleeping in the study tonight, don't touch me."

Bo Jinzhou said in a light, flirtatious voice, "That won't do. We still need to develop our relationship. You promised me yourself that you would fall in love with me."

"I'll only listen to you if you say you love me."

Jiang Yimian's red lips parted, uttering all the words she wanted to say to him, but she didn't have the strength to say them out loud.

In the end, it all boils down to: "I love you my ass."

"If he really falls in love with you, won't he die?"

Bo Jinzhou chuckled softly with pleasure, "I thought you liked what you were doing just now."

Jiang Yimian blushed and covered his mouth, saying, "Shut up."

Her eyes were fierce, and her large, watery eyes stared at him like a ragdoll cat.

So cute.

Bo Jinzhou couldn't resist kissing her again, and Jiang Yimian whimpered, "No more."

Her tone was like she was being coquettish, which pleased Bo Jinzhou.

"Mianmian, promise me you won't leave me, okay?"

Jiang Yimian closed her eyes; she wanted to sleep, and hummed softly.

When Bo Jinzhou saw that she had agreed, he held her contentedly and stayed with her for a while.

They worked for more than three hours, and it was already past five in the afternoon. He was in great spirits, and his sharp eyes were full of energy.

Jiang Yimian slept soundly, but when she woke up, she found that her whole body ached.

Especially the groin area.

Bo Jinzhou smiled indulgently, massaging her legs as he said in a deep voice, "It's my fault, I was too amazing."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

How come I never noticed how arrogant Bo Jinzhou was before?

When they went downstairs for dinner, Wang Ma was setting out the dishes and chopsticks, smiling at Jiang Yimian.

There was something very wrong with his eyes.

Jiang Yimian noticed it, and her face flushed red instantly.

She remembered that the two of them made quite a lot of noise that afternoon. Could Wang Ma have heard them?

Jiang Yimian instantly became restless, reaching out to pinch the thin skin on the back of Bo Jinzhou's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Does Aunt Wang know?"

Bo Jinzhou didn't even frown. He simply removed her hand and continued to serve her food, his face calm: "What do you know?"

Jiang Yimian rubbed her forehead, finding it difficult to say some things.

"...Could you please be a little quieter next time?"

Bo Jinzhou appeared extremely innocent and calm: "What's all the noise?"