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The man had cool and handsome features, and his eyes were deep, like the bottomless whirlpool at the deepest part of the ocean, making people unable to resist being sucked in at first glance.

Wen Li met his gaze, and the temperature of her cheeks gradually rose.

Bo Yuchuan went to the spot where she had been standing to blow-dry her hair. He noticed a few stray hairs on the table, so he casually wrapped them in a tissue and threw them into the trash can.

"Sorry, I forgot to tidy up." Wen Li stood up apologetically.

Bo Yuchuan's voice was indifferent, "There's no need to be so polite among family."

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

Wen Li immediately guessed that the things she had bought had probably arrived.

She rushed over and opened the door. A maid handed her a large bag. "Madam, is this the delivery you ordered?"

"Yes, thank you, Aunt Liu."

Wen Li quickly took the things from her hands and slammed the door shut.

After finishing his hair styling, Bo Yuchuan noticed the snacks she was carrying, such as potato chips and cola, and couldn't help but ask her a question.

"Didn't you eat enough for dinner? Or did you not like it?"

"No, I'm full," Wen Li said, her cheeks flushed and a little guilty. "I had a coupon that was about to expire, so I just bought some things."

She bent down and hid the large bag of snacks she had bought next to the bedside table.

Perhaps the movement of standing up was too sudden, and the shoulder strap was stretched to its limit, making a slight "snap" sound.

The left half of the fabric fell off.

Her fair and radiant skin had a shimmering pink hue, and her rounded curves were full and lovely.

Bo Yuchuan frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly darkening.

Wen Li wondered why he had such a complicated expression.

She followed his gaze and looked down.

That one glance almost made Wen Li die.

She couldn't help but scream, frantically covering her chest, which only accentuated her curves.

Wen Li is about to break down!

She finally managed to grab the ribbon and pull it back up above her shoulder, finally covering a large area of ​​her exposed skin.

"Mr. Bo, I didn't mean to seduce you. I didn't expect the quality of this garment to be so poor."

Wen Li was very worried that he would misunderstand her as the kind of woman with bad intentions.

Before getting married, she had heard that Bo Yanwang was known for his aloofness and celibacy, and some people even jokingly called him the "Buddhist monk of Beijing's social circle" from novels.

Those women who deliberately approached and seduced him never had a good ending.

Wen Li covered herself with her clothes, afraid that he would throw her out.

Bo Yuchuan walked towards her, and Wen Li nervously backed away until her legs were blocked by the bed.

He opened the wardrobe, picked out one of his shirts, and handed it to her.

"Wear this. I'll have the maid change your clothes later."

Wen Li thanked her quietly and took her clothes to the bathroom to change.

Behind him, Bo Yuchuan suddenly asked, "Are you allergic to shrimp?"

"How did you know?" Wen Li asked in surprise.

"I guessed," Bo Yuchuan said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Go change your clothes."

Before returning to the old house, Bo Yuchuan specifically instructed the chef to prepare several spicy dishes.

Wen Li enjoyed all the spicy dishes, but she didn't touch the spicy shrimp.

Therefore, Bo Yuchuan guessed that she might be allergic to shrimp.

Wen Li lingered in the bathroom for a long time before finally coming out.

She was wearing a man's black shirt, her smooth black hair hanging down to her chest, the hem of which covered her thighs; it could easily be worn as a nightgown.

The shirt carried the man's crisp, woody scent, which kept wafting into her nose, giving her the illusion of being held in his arms.

"Mr. Bo, I've changed. Thank you for your clothes."

Bo Yuchuan put down his phone.

Wen Li noticed that he seemed to be looking at a WeChat chat window just now.

Is it like looking at chat history?

Wen Li went around to the other side of the bed, carefully lifted the blanket, and got into bed.

She curled up in a ball, occupying only a corner of the large bed.

"Good night, Mr. Bo," she whispered, peeking her head out from under the covers.

Bo Yuchuan changed into dark gray loungewear and received a new message on his phone.

Unbelievable pear! [Honey, put this on the tab~ It's 158.3 in total, that stuff is so expensive ᓀ‸ᓂ]

The man subconsciously looked to the other side of the bed.

Wen Li almost completely hid under the covers, only her fluffy hair and a small part of her phone screen showing.

Is she really that timid?

Even though we were in the same room, I didn't dare to talk to him; we had to chat through WeChat.

Bo Yuchuan didn't understand, but he respected.

Echo: [I'll buy it from now on.]

Such a pear! (Hopefully I won't need it today/Poor thing/Poor thing)

Bo Yuchuan's breathing became slightly sluggish.

Echo: [Why?]

She offered to buy condoms.

He thought he was being invited to fulfill his marital obligations.

Could it be that he misunderstood?

How could there be such a pear?: [Of course, you have to cultivate feelings before you can do this. Otherwise, what's the point of calling it love? Without love, it can't be called that. Humph!]

The man got into bed from the other side, and the mattress next to him sank in.

The scent of sandalwood wafted over, mixed with the refreshing aroma of minty shower gel.

They had both used the same shower gel and had the same scent.

Wen Li held her phone, her heart pounding with nervousness.

Bo Yuchuan didn't move after getting into bed. Wen Li secretly glanced at him and saw that he seemed to be looking at his phone as well.

This gave her a slight sense of relief.

Looking at my phone is better than looking at her.

After all, she was completely unprepared to have sex with her strange arranged marriage husband!

Bo Yuchuan took in her nervous reaction.

Echo: [You're right, we should build a relationship first.]

Wen Li couldn't agree more.

How could this be?: [I hope all men have your awareness; if you sleep with someone without feelings, what's the difference between you and an animal? (⩌⤚⩌)]

Bo Yuchuan choked: ...

Is his idea beastly?

He simply felt that since they were a legally married couple, he should try his best to accommodate his wife's needs in that area.

But if his wife feels it's not the right time, he naturally won't let lust cloud his judgment and go against her wishes.

His upbringing as a gentleman prevented him from bullying girls.

Furthermore, he was not a person who valued desires; he always took such matters lightly.

How could this be?: [Why aren't you answering me? Don't you agree with what I said?]

Echo: [Agreed, but shouldn't you go to sleep?]

He remembered that Wen Li would say goodnight at this time every day.

How could there be such a pear?: [Okay, you go ahead and do your thing, goodnight~]

Echo: Goodnight.

Bo Yuchuan was about to turn off the lights when he turned his head and found that Wen Li had exited WeChat and opened a short video platform.

She didn't turn on the sound, but when she came across a funny video, her body would vibrate incessantly, just like her phone.

Bo Yuchuan understood.

It turns out that after saying goodnight every day, she didn't actually go to sleep, but instead went to browse other platforms.

Since she wasn't at home and there was a terrifying, cold-hearted boss next to her, Wen Li only watched two or three videos before restraining herself and turning off her phone.

Bo Yuchuan braced himself against the bed with one hand and moved closer to her.

The top button of her dark gray loungewear was undone, revealing a pale, muscular chest, the masculine scent assaulting her senses.

Wen Li's eyes widened, and she subconsciously held her breath.