Out of control and sinking

When asked, Jiang Ruan's little face smiled, and he blinked his big eyes and asked: "You can hug me, or you can carry me on your back."

Bo Ye: "..."

"Can you choose one? Anyway, I'm so thin, it won't take any effort whether you hold me or carry me."

She's pretty straight-forward.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Jiang Ruan became pitiful and said in a coquettish voice: "Bo Ye, my feet hurt~"

The girl spoke coquettishly and coquettishly.

It sounded like she was seeking pleasure from him.

Bo Ye felt a dryness in his throat.

In the end, he couldn't stand it any more. When she was about to speak, he leaned over with his slender body, put his left hand around her waist, and with his right hand dragged her slender calves to pick her up.

"Okay?" he said.

Hold her in your arms and walk forward with your legs.

The streetlight shone on the two of them, casting long shadows on the ground.

It's just one person's.

Jiang Ruan hugged his neck and had fun in the man's arms. He praised him coquettishly: "Bo Ye, you are indeed the best to me."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the man slapped her buttocks.

"Ah!" Jiang Ruan's face turned red and his eyes turned red: "Why did you hit me?"

Under the night light, her face was as red as an apple.

Fiery red.

If you look closely, you can see that the roots of the ears are crimson.

"How can you hit someone like this? I'm not a child anymore. I'm so embarrassed."

Bo Ye kept walking, holding her in his arms and walking forward steadily, saying with a smile: "Tazuo's punishment."

"Jiang Ruan, no one has ever dared to be pretentious in front of me like you."

Jiang Ruan raised his eyes and smiled charmingly: "Really?"

"Does that mean I am your exception?"

These words made Jiang Ruan very happy.

The feet hanging in the air couldn't help but sway, but they forgot that she was wearing high heels.

With a snap, the high heel of his right foot fell off.

"ah."

The man stopped following the sound.

Jiang Ruan looked at the ground, raised his head and blinked at him innocently: "I didn't mean it." "Mr. Bo, could you please pick it up for me?"

"These shoes are quite expensive. It seems you gave them to me. It's the first time I wear them and I don't want to throw them away."

She made excuses in a coquettish voice.

Bo Ye took a breath and finally held her and squatted down easily, putting her on his lap.

Then she picked up the high heel and took off her other high heel.

Then hold it in your hand.

Jiang Ruan saw that his slender fingers used to strategize and determine Bo's supreme power, but at this moment, he was helping Jiang Ruan carry her shoes.

I couldn't help but feel strange joy in my heart.

"Don't move around."

Bo Ye held the shoes and hugged her and said in a deep voice, "I won't let them fall anymore."

Jiang Ruan said "Oh" and leaned into his arms.

It was silent in the middle of the night, neither of them spoke, and only the sound of leather shoes on the ground could be heard.

From such a short distance, Bo Ye could clearly smell the smell of alcohol all over her body, as if it was red wine, with a compelling aroma.

Bo Ye is obsessed with cleanliness.

If it were placed on someone else, he would avoid even the slightest smell.

But holding her, for some reason, instead of disgusting him, he actually found her smelling good.

Bo Ye couldn't figure it out either.

Is it really what she said, that she is an exception to him?

Qingyun Road is very close to here.

In about six or seven minutes, they arrived at the door of the wonton shop Jiang Ruan mentioned.

"Is this it?" Bo Ye asked her.

The whole street is dark.

Only here is the light on.

Jiang Ruan said excitedly: "Yes."

She shook her feet.

"Put me down quickly, I can smell the wonton fragrance."

Bo Ye: "..."