Chapter 90 Are You Afraid of Pain? [Brother Cheng’s Heart Is Sprouting, and the Recommended Votes Exceed 1,000. Qing Baobao Will Add More Tomorrow]

"Oh, compliment you?"

Just look, he smiled softly, with a bit of mockery.

When Luo Zheng got off without knowing why, he opened the rear door, then stretched his arms forward, and threw them on the seat.

"Bam—"

Luo Zheng was not prepared at all, and was thrown on the seat by him, and it fell hard.

"Brother Cheng, why are you so rude? It hurts to fall..."

Luo Zheng frowned, and fell on the rainy ground not long ago, but it was real, and there was still lingering pain on her body.

Now, after such a fall by a man, the pain is really aggravated.

"Are you afraid of pain?"

Bo Hancheng stood in front of the car door, looking down at Luo Zheng.

Hearing this, Luo Zheng stood up on the seat and replied inexplicably, "Of course I'm afraid! Brother Cheng, what you're asking is really strange, who isn't afraid of pain!"

"If you were really afraid of pain, would you deliberately fall on the rainy ground?"

The man asked again, and the ending sound rose slightly, revealing a bit of sultry taste.

In an instant, Luo Zheng's expression froze. Unexpectedly, the man guessed that he fell, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: "Brother Cheng... I just want to..."

"Just trying to trick me back?"

Bo Hancheng interrupted, and his heart fainted with mixed emotions.

For a time, the atmosphere was a little stiff.

In the end, Luo Zheng couldn't help it, and cautiously reached out to grab the corner of the man's shirt, obediently admitting his mistake: "Brother Cheng, I know I'm wrong, so I won't lie to you in the future! Don't be angry, okay?"

Like a child who did something wrong, Luo Zheng apologized in a low voice and did not dare to see Bo Hancheng.

"You know, I'm not angry because you lied to me..."

Suddenly, Bo Hancheng sighed slightly and said helplessly.

However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped.

What did he want to say just now?

Want to say that she is angry not because she lied to him, but because...she doesn't love herself? !

Luo Zheng couldn't help being curious and looked up at him: "What's that for?"

But it was Bo Hancheng, his eyes were picturesque and cold, and he was very indifferent: "It's nothing!"

Worrying that he would make the man even more angry if he asked more, Luo Zheng took the opportunity to change the subject: "Brother Cheng, I'm so cold! Hug me and use your body to keep me warm, okay?"

She said it too naturally, Bo Hancheng glanced lightly, but did not act.

Just looking at the girl around her, her long hair scattered on her palm-sized cheeks, the red dress on her body was already soaked, and the translucent sticking to her skin was a bit pitiful.

For a moment, he pushed her hand away from the corner of his clothes and stepped forward to turn on the heater in the car.

Then, he went to the trunk to take out a white shirt, which was his spare clothes.

Followed back to the original place, and threw it on the girl: "Put on—"

Luo Zheng held his shirt and saw the man closing the car door as if he was about to leave, so he quickly reached out and pulled him: "Brother Cheng, where are you going?"

Bo Hancheng brushed away her touch and asked with a half-smile, "Why, do you want to close the door and let me see you change?"

After a pause, the thin lips lightened slightly: "Or do you want me to change it for you personally?"

It turned out that he was not angry to leave, but gave himself privacy.

Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, met the man's abyss-like eyes, and smiled slightly revealing the pear vortex: "Brother Cheng wants to help me change my clothes? Okay, okay, I don't mind!"

Anyway, she had long decided in her heart that if she wanted to taste the taste of a man in her life, her first choice would be the bodyguard!

So you can flirt as soon as you can, and cultivate your relationship early, you don't need to be too twitchy!

However, Bo Hancheng's face was expressionless, and he refused directly: "I mind—"

After saying a word, he stopped looking at Luo Zheng and closed the door heavily.

Then, Silent leaned against the car body, lit a cigarette between his fingers, and smoked it for a while.

For men, smoking helps to think.

He is not addicted to smoking, and will only light one when he is restless.

Luo Zheng, she shouldn't have an intersection with him, maybe... he shouldn't be soft-hearted!

Bo Hancheng [looks helpless]: Can you stop teasing me?

A Zheng [grievance Baba]: Why?

Bo Hancheng [continues to be helpless]: I'm afraid, I can't help it.

A Zheng [Happy]: Can't help it? Can't help it! We can happily create humans—

Bo Hancheng [Black Face]: But you are only seventeen years old, and you are still a minor!