Out of control and sinking

"Did you let someone spread the news?" Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow and looked at the man who was sleeping with his eyes closed in front of him. He couldn't help but feel happy: "Many people are wishing me a happy wedding."

The WeChat group also exploded.

Jiang Ruan was scrolling through the pages on his phone, which were all red dots.

Almost everyone who knows her has sent her a WeChat message.

From the time they got their marriage certificate to now, only a few people know about it.

Apart from him, Jiang Ruan really couldn't think of anyone else who could have such a great influence.

Bo Ye didn't even raise his eyelids, he was so lazy as if he had no bones, and tightened his hands around the woman's waist.

He pressed his chin on her snow-white shoulders and spoke slowly.

"Well, now the whole country knows that you, Jiang Ruan, are my, Bo Ye's wife."

"Let's see who dares to covet you in the future."

The man's tone was calm, but his words were full of thunder.

It's so strong that it's out of shape.

But Jiang Ruan just loves his possessiveness.

She replied to Sister Qin and the others' blessings with a smile on her face: "Boss Bo, you are so domineering."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly bit her shoulder lightly, as if in a flirtatious manner.

"Ah!" Jiang Ruan yelled, glaring: "What are you doing?"

She reached out to push him away, but Bo Ye held her hand and forcefully turned over and moved forward.

He threw the phone in her hand aside.

When their eyes met, Jiang Ruan was instantly immersed in the man's dark and deep eyes, and her breathing paused for a few times.

Seeing the current state of the two of them, her ears turned red.

"You still have the energy to reply to other people's text messages, huh?" Bo Ye pinched her chin, looked at the girl's innocent little face, lowered his head to her lips, and said in a seductive tone: "Mrs. Bo?"

The tip of her nose could feel the man's warm, almost boiling breath.

Jiang Ruan was instantly infected by the ambiguous atmosphere.

No, she wants to be rational.

"Bo Ye, are you done yet?" Jiang Ruan gritted his teeth: "My back and waist are still sore now. Do you want me to die of exhaustion on this bed?"

Looking at her puffy little face, she is so adorable.

Bo Ye's shoulders were shaking with laughter, and he pinched her cheeks with his fingertips.

"If you die of exhaustion on this bed, it would be a waste of money for this bed."

"Besides, how can I bear to do that?"

Bo Ye's voice was hoarse and filled with lust.

"You are my sweetheart." Jiang Ruan: "..."

I complained in my heart, wondering when did he learn to be so greasy.

"Then take your hand away." She said through gritted teeth.

But how could Bo Ye listen to her?

He looked at her gently, like a gentleman.

But who could have imagined what the pair of bony fingers under the thin blanket were doing.

Jiang Ruan Baizhe's cheeks were getting redder and redder.

Then came the subconscious moan in the throat.

Jiang Ruan turned his head away, really not wanting to see his pretentious look.

How could she not know his intentions?

This bastard used this method to make her submit.

She just refused to say anything.

However, ten minutes later.

Jiang Ruan changed his mind.

There's nothing I can do. I can only blame the man for being so good at seducing her. Oh.

She can't handle it.

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For a whole half month, the news about Bo Ye and Jiang Ruan getting their marriage certificate remained hot.

It even topped the trending search list.

There are many people in the entertainment industry who are envious and jealous.

It’s just that they are not as lucky as Jiang Ruan.

To be able to make a man as heartless as Bo Ye fall in love with me.

Jiang Ruan is a popular female star with good looks, popularity and acting skills.

Now she has the identity of Mrs. Bo.

His status in the entire entertainment industry has been upgraded by leaps and bounds.

Nonsense, the Bo family holds the largest stake in the entertainment industry.

It is equivalent to the existence of a financial sponsor.

(End of this chapter)