Chapter 39 Little Thing, Is Your Brain Sick?

But, she couldn't keep up with his pace, he didn't hesitate at all, and the speed never slowed down.

In the end, Luo Zheng almost let him drag him away, twisting his ankle vaguely, causing pain inside.

Seeing that no matter whether she begged, acted like a spoiled child, played cute, or ignored the man, Luo Zheng couldn't help but feel a trace of anger.

Suddenly, she shook her hand fiercely, and decided to stop: "Master Bodyguard, if you do this again, I will be really angry!"

At this moment, the two just walked to the hall, and in front of them is the entrance of Sophia Hotel.

Next to it is a corridor corner, shrouded in a faint warm yellow light.

Hearing such a complaint, the man stopped abruptly, then turned around coldly, his eyes without warmth, wandering back and forth on Luo Zheng.

Bodyguard?

Repeatedly calling her "Master Bodyguard" from her mouth, no matter how indifferent she was, it made her suspicious.

His eyes darkened, Bo Hancheng continued to drag Luo Zheng and forcibly dragged him to the corner of the corridor.

"Bam—"

Soon, Luo Zheng felt a whirlwind, and let the man press his shoulders and slammed into the wall.

"It hurts! Take it easy..."

Luo Zheng felt very uncomfortable when her back hit the wall, her crescent eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Even in early summer, when the walls are against the skin, I still feel chills.

"Little thing, do you know me?"

Bo Hancheng put one hand on the wall above Luo Zheng's head, trapping her in the crook of his arm.

In an instant, the hormonal scent of men surrounded Luo Zheng.

The heartbeat missed a beat, Luo Zheng raised her head to meet the man, and saw him looking down at him, his handsome face like a lotus, like a painting with splashed ink, which made people never get tired of seeing him.

Wow, her bodyguard is so... so handsome!

Three hundred and sixty-five degrees, there is no dead angle at all!

"I know! Of course I know..."

Luo Zheng nodded diligently without blinking, admiring the man's prosperous beauty.

"So, who are you?"

Bo Hancheng was alert, and his voice had no emotion at all.

Immediately, without waiting for Luo Zheng to answer, he continued to add a question: "Who are you calling 'Master Bodyguard'?"

"of course……"

Before the word "you" could be blurted out, Luo Zheng regained his senses and quickly swallowed back his throat.

Seeing that the man rejected him, Luo Zheng felt a little annoyed, and suddenly found the bodyguard.

"No one! What, I've been short of bodyguards lately, and I happened to meet my brother. I felt that he was very suitable, and I wanted him to be my bodyguard..."

Luo Zheng messed around, avoiding Bo Hancheng's question.

"Little thing, did anyone tell you..."

At the same time the man opened his mouth, he bent down slightly.

In an instant, the distance between the two was shortened, and the pink lips and thin lips almost kissed, Luo Zheng carefully swallowed: "What?"

"Your lying skills are not ordinary stupid!"

After saying this, Bo Hancheng's abyss-like eyes were filled with alienation, and his voice was as clear as ice: "Who are you?"

If you don't explain your identity clearly, the bodyguard must hate himself!

Simply, Luo Zheng took off the fox mask, put on the sweetest smile, and kept blinking at the man: "Beautiful brother, it's me! Yesterday, we met at the hotel, how was it? See me, have you? Very pleasant surprise!"

After speaking for a while, Peach Blossom narrowed her eyes and said flatteringly: "At that time, what did I say, my brother was wearing a mask, it must be because he was too beautiful! Sure enough, it really looks good..."

Hearing this, Bo Hancheng's expression became a bit complicated, and when a guess came to his mind, he asked lightly, "Little thing, is your brain sick?"

In an instant, Luo Zheng's smile froze, and they chatted well... Bodyguard, why are you suddenly cursing?