Fang Qiao: "..."

She turned to run away, but Cheng Bodong grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. Then, with a wave of his hand, the jade thumb ring in front of her transformed into an exquisite farmhouse.

Fang Qiao felt dizzy and disoriented. The next second, she fell heavily into the soft quilt.

The scorching heat pressed down on her, and Fang Qiao subconsciously closed her eyes.

Oh no, oh no.

Don't mess with a man who's extremely jealous!

I should have known better than to be so sarcastic!

The next morning, Fang Qiao felt like her back was about to break.

After finally getting out of bed, she immediately grabbed the mirror and pointed it at her neck, ears, and the back of her neck.

Sure enough, it was another large expanse of red!

asshole!

I told you so! Don't leave any marks! You just wouldn't listen!

Fang Qiao was furious, but the culprit had already gone to work, looking energetic, so no matter how much she cursed at home, no one could hear her.

It's infuriating!

After looking in the mirror, Fang Qiao resignedly pulled out a high-necked shirt and put it on, then let her hair down to cover her ears.

Fortunately, it's not hot yet, so wearing a turtleneck doesn't seem out of place.

If it were summer and there were no turtlenecks to wear, it would be better to let her go out with all these red marks on her body than to let her die.

After changing her clothes, Fang Qiao went out to brush her teeth and wash her face.

As Fang Qiao was washing her face, she suddenly stopped, remembering the promise Cheng Baidong had made to her in the heat of the night.

"Qiaoqiao, don't worry. We'll have a courtyard house in the Second Ring Road too."

"Very soon, very soon."