Jiang, who was hiding in the quilt, blinked but said nothing.
Bo Heng's eyelids drooped, and he stared at her with deep eyes and no emotion could be seen. For a long time, she still refused to speak or come out. He was afraid that she would be bored, so he lifted the quilt with his slender fingers and reached out to hold her in his arms.
Pulling Jiang's hips to hold her in his arms, Bo Heng sat on the bed. Seeing that she was still silent while curled up in his arms, he pinched her jaw with his jade-like fingers to force her to look up: "Are you angry?"
"Why do you want to lock me up?" Yu Jiang wrapped her hands around his neck, looking at him with her charming fox eyes, feeling wronged and pitiful.
Bo Heng's dark eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions as he looked at her without saying a word.
The gloom in his eyes grew darker, and his expression darkened as well. The hand that was originally gently pinching Jiang's jaw suddenly turned into a tough and domineering grip.
Jiang frowned in pain: "You hurt me."
Her voice was soft and delicate, not like an accusation, but more like a coquettish tone.
Bo Heng's gaze fell on her red jaw that he had pinched. His deep eyes paused, then moved to her wet eyes, blinking, her watery and bright pupils looking pitiful.
He let her go, but his eyes grew darker and darker: "I locked you up for me, so you're on a hunger strike?"
"Don't change the subject. Why do you care about me?" Yu Jiang glared at him angrily. There were still decades to come, and she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with a man who might fall ill at any time. What if one day Bo Heng got sulky and thought more and more that something was wrong, and got up in the middle of the night and strangled her to death?
Just thinking about it makes Jiang's scalp tingle.
Bo Heng's body paused, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, his handsome features were cold, and deep in his eyes, there was a somewhat sickly dark light.
"Bo Heng, stop playing dumb!" Without waiting for him to speak, Jiang pinched his cheek angrily, opened his big watery eyes, and accused him: "You're just a hooligan!"
rogue? ? ?
Bo Heng was stunned.
"You tricked me into the bathhouse last night. I did everything you said to cheer you up. You clearly said you wouldn't be angry, but in the end you were still unhappy with me!" Jiang Shui's misty eyes were full of grievance and helplessness. She grabbed his arm pitifully and scratched it hard. "When I woke up, I didn't even see you. That would have been fine, but I wanted to go downstairs to find you, but I found that you had locked me in the room."
"How can I not be angry? You are a big gangster, a gangster who puts on pants and refuses to admit it!"
Jiang Wei hit him a few times feeling aggrieved and dissatisfied.
So she was angry about this?!
A hint of joy flashed across Bo Heng's eyes. He held her hand tightly, lowered his head and moved closer to her. His warm lips gently sniffed her neck. Ye Jiang instantly tensed up and dared not move.
"Jiang Jiang..." Bo Heng's voice was hoarse and low. He could clearly see the kiss marks and scratches on her icy skin. There were several broken skin and blood on her neck where he had bitten her last night. Thinking of this, Bo Heng's eyes grew darker and darker. "I'm sorry."
He admitted his mistake so quickly that Jiang didn't even react: "Huh?"
Bo Heng looked at her dazed expression and couldn't help but laugh. He lowered his head and kissed her red and swollen lips, hugged her tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
"What's wrong?" Jiang climbed up the pole.
Bo Heng pondered for a moment and slowly said, "I'll wake you up next time."
㨾姜:......
Wake her up and lock her in the room???
"Asshole! I mean you are not allowed to lock me up! You are so stupid!" Jiang's delicate little face flushed red. She got off him angrily and kicked him.
Bo Heng simply took advantage of the situation and grabbed her ankle, turning her over and pressing her down, controlling her under him. He looked confused and puzzled: "Jiang Jiang, you said all this just to make me leave you alone?"
"No?!" Jiang Li struggled hard, but Bo Heng was too strong. She couldn't move at all. She could only snort at him with red eyes, "I'm your wife. How can you lock your wife up at home?"
Bo Heng frowned, but that was what his father did. Whenever his mother disobeyed, his father would lock her up.
Suddenly, Bo Heng remembered what Assistant Li said: girls all like gentle, gentlemanly and understanding men.
No wonder my mother doesn't like my father.
If I let my wife go, what if another young and handsome guy seduces her? My wife is young and can't resist the temptation...
Just thinking about a little guy getting close to his wife made Bo Heng so jealous that he wanted to go crazy.
"I know! Are you having a mistress outside?" Jiang Hong's eyes were filled with tears.
Bo Heng was stunned: "What mistress?"
"You have a mistress! So you locked me up to prevent me from finding out about your other woman, right?" Yu Jiang kept pestering him and bit his arm angrily.
It doesn't hurt at all.
A hint of excitement crimson gathered in Bo Heng's inky black eyes, and his hoarse voice trembled: "There is no mistress, wife, please repeat the key point."
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