Yuan Jiang blinked her eyes, her face flushed under his burning gaze, and she thought in a daze, is he going to do something bad again?
Bo Heng's cold fingertips stroked her lips: "Does it still hurt?"
His actions last night were not gentle, even a little rough. It was the little girl's first time, and she was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears.
But he was like a pervert. The more she cried, the more excited he became and the more violent his movements became.
Yuan Jiang lowered her eyelids, and a sly fox-like smirk flashed in her black glass-like eyes. She nodded sullenly, and said in a delicate voice: "It hurts~"
Bo Heng frowned, and put his arm forcefully around Yuan Jiang's waist, forcing her to cling to him. He stared at her deeply, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I understand."
Yuan Jiang said "Hmm?" in confusion. Where is the queen?
As if he could see her confusion, Bo Heng bent down and kissed her on the lips, and said coaxingly with an extremely unselfish look, "I'll be more careful next time."
Yuan Jiang nodded vigorously with satisfaction, hiding her fox eyes. She took Bo Heng's hand, picked up a skirt at random, and said, "Bo Heng, help me pick out the best skirt."
"Aren't we going to take ID photos?"
Bo Heng followed obediently and patiently selected an extremely conservative long skirt for her: "I'll help you change."
"I don't want this one." Yuan Jiang looked around. She didn't like this conservative dress that only showed her head. With sparkling eyes, she chose a red suspender skirt: "I want this one."
Bo Heng put away the smile on his lips. Looking at the skirt with so little fabric, his deep eyes became dark. He shook his head gently: "Wear it at home."
The implication is, don't wear it out.
The girl was already beautiful and attractive, and she was eye-catching enough even without makeup. If she dressed up more elaborately, Bo Heng could guess with his toes that many men would stare at her.
The bad nature of men is lust. Assistant Li once mentioned that most men like to look at every woman with obscene eyes in the hot summer. Assistant Li's sister was once followed.
Bo Heng thought about it and realized that Assistant Li seemed to have smashed the wretched man's house and paid 7,000 yuan in compensation. As his superior, he considerately reimbursed Assistant Li. Then Assistant Li told him the whole story in detail.
He didn't want to know, but Assistant Li's mouth kept on talking like a machine gun.
In short, Bo Heng didn't want Yuan Jiang to wear revealing clothes so that she could only be seen by him.
Yuan Jiang hugged Bo Heng's arm in dissatisfaction and said coquettishly: "The weather is so hot, I just like this skirt."
Bo Heng glanced at the skirt and nodded in approval: "This skirt is indeed beautiful. I will change it for you."
Yuan Jiang blinked hesitantly, but before she could react, Bo Heng tore her clothes off.
"You..." Yuan Jiang shrank back shyly.
Bo Heng forcefully stopped her from dodging and tore off the last bit of cloth on her body. Her snow-white skin was covered with marks of red, green and purple. There was a red mole on her chest, which Bo Heng liked very much.
His eyes were deep, and he pressed Yuan Jiang's shoulders forcefully with his big hands. He bent down, lowered his head and kissed the red mole.
Then, go down.
㳔In the end, Yuan Jiang was crying again and was carried by Bo Heng to the sofa in the cloakroom after a sweaty battle.
Yuan Jiang did not wear a red skirt.
The little girl collapsed limply on the sofa. After careful selection, Bo Heng dressed her in a college-style white shirt and a knee-length red plaid pleated skirt.
He himself was still wearing a neat black suit, meticulously dressed.
"Let's get the certificate." Bo Heng picked her up and walked out.
Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yuan Jiang hadn't even glanced at her marriage certificate before Bo Heng took it away. She glared at him angrily, "What are you doing?"
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