Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Chapter 1849 The Result Will Not Change

Ji Fengmian glanced at the caller ID and it was indeed Chu Boyang, and put the phone to his ear again: "Yes, who are you?"

"Hi, I'm the waiter at the jazz bar. The owner of the phone is drunk here. Can you come and pick him up..."

Ji Fengmian twitched her brows slightly, changed her position on the chair, and didn't intend to get up, "Why me? I should not be the only contact on his phone. You ask someone to pick him up."

"Huh?" The waiter on the opposite side was puzzled, "Aren't you his girlfriend?"

Ji Fengmian paused for a moment, then squeezed the space between her brows, and took a deep breath, "...All right, I understand!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and stood up impatiently.

She said that it was really annoying to bear the title of girlfriend.

to bar?

And get yourself drunk?

Ah.

Really promising.

The weather was getting colder, so Ji Fengmian casually found a simple loose dress to put on her body, and put a windbreaker on it. After wrapping herself tightly, she took the car keys and went out.

The bar is the blood of the night, bustling with noise.

Ji Fengmian just opened the door of the bar, the heavy metal sound came through, and even the whole body was throbbing dully.

She frowned, and obvious disgust flashed in her eyes.

Seeing Chu Boyang at the bar, he was lying there, still holding a crystal glass in his hand, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were furrowed, and his handsome face was slightly red after drunkenness.

The temperature in the bar was not low, Chu Boyang was tall in black trousers and white shirt, with a slender figure, even if he was lying there drunk, he didn't look embarrassed at all.

As he got closer, he realized that he had already unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons, and the lights in the bar danced on his exposed skin. He had an ascetic face and abstinent attire, but at the moment it looked like a lingering flower bush. With a flirtatious appearance covered in rouge and powder, the handsomeness is more flamboyant and playful.

At this time, a man can fascinate a woman with every move, and even exudes an aura that he will succeed when he flirts with him.

Ji Fengmian didn't know how many women came to strike up a conversation with her before she came here.

Anyway, in the few minutes she stood beside him and looked at him coldly, two beautiful women had left deflated.

With a sneer, should she praise him for his determination?

Unable to bear the noise and smog here, Ji Fengmian stepped forward and raised his hand to push him.

"Have you had enough?"

The bartender next to her glanced at her and saw that she was wearing a gray trench coat and no makeup, but her face was extraordinarily delicate and bright.

For some reason, the words "Ji Fengmian" suddenly came to his mind.

This name matches the woman in front of me very well.

And the man who had been accosted a dozen times without any response from the beginning to the end finally made a move at this moment.

He propped himself up, stared at the woman with squinted eyes for two seconds, pulled his lips, and gradually stroked Ji Fengmian's cheek with his hand.

Ji Fengmian frowned, and turned her head to one side, "What are you doing?"

Chu Boyang put his hand on her shoulder and murmured, "Amian..."

Ji Fengmian's eyes trembled unexpectedly.

Who told him to name her without authorization and call her like that?

Raising her hand to pat his hand aside, she said in a cold voice, "Let's go?"

Chu Boyang stared at her for a while, then nodded, "Let's go."

The bartender on the side was so surprised that his jaw loosened a little.

It never occurred to her that that indifferent man, at this moment, behaved like a child who was afraid of being abandoned at any time.

Ji Fengmian glanced around, the expression of disgust on his face was really undisguised.

"I don't like it here, hurry up!"

She said, put her hands in her pockets, turned around and left, even planning to help Chu Boyang.

The bartender was speechless for a while.

In a blink of an eye, the handsome man stood up from the high chair in an unsteady figure.

Still almost fell, he helped the bar to stand still.

The bartender looked up at the woman who had walked ten steps away, with an uncontrollably weird expression.

This... is indeed considered to be here to pick someone up.

"Amian..."

Chu Boyang called Ji Fengmian with a mournful tone.

Ji Fengmian couldn't help but slow down a little, Chu Boyang staggered a few quick steps, put his hand on her shoulder, his tall figure almost covered her in his arms.

The smell of alcohol on his body and the smell of long-term soaking in the bar made her feel angry immediately.

"Chu Boyan!"

"Amian, I'm dizzy..."

Ji Fengmian closed her eyes and took a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart.

"There are assistants, there are seasons, but they want to recruit me here! Isn't it cool to use free labor?"

Throw him into the car.

"Did I kill your whole family or dig up your ancestral graves in my previous life? This life gives you the opportunity to torment me like this."

After closing the car door forcefully, Ji Fengmian got out of the car with a sullen face.

For three years, Chu Boyang had no reservations about her, and the amount of reading that surpassed ordinary people since childhood was not for nothing.

She can open a library and buy a garment processing factory, so she can't be surprised that a company under Chu Boyang plans to go public in two years.

Others have to worry about work after graduating from college, but he has to be busy for the company to go public.

Others have to work hard to make a living, but now he has a house, a car, and a career.

Or it can be said that filial sons are born under the stick, and the children of poor families will be in charge of the family early.

This guy always has the ability to put himself above others.

The best location in the urban area, the house he just bought last year.

Two sets, one big and one small.

Big his own name.

The small one is in another building, with the name of Ji Qing signed.

For so many years, he has considered a season in everything, and it has long been no surprise to her.

It seems that since they met again in college, Ji Qing and Chu Boyang have long been conjoined twins in her eyes.

So too many things, she has been mentally prepared from the beginning, and now she even takes it for granted. Sometimes she will subconsciously make two copies of something, one for Chu Boyang and one for season.

Maybe it's because they really feel that they were children at the time before they were ten years old, and now they are still the three of them, with slightly different thoughts, and they all get along harmoniously.

When they arrived at the door of Chu Boyang's apartment, it was her fingerprints that were recognized.

When she entered, she threw him directly on the sofa.

The size of the house is not small, the design is simple and luxurious, and there are modern high-tech designs everywhere.

Thinking about how she moved out of the orphanage nine years ago, and how she was still the warm and simple nest nine years ago, Ji Fengmian curled her lips, feeling a little unbalanced in her heart.

He poured a glass of water for him and put it on the tea table, and kept a glass in his own hand. While drinking, he stabbed the man on the sofa twice, but there was no reaction, and he sat on the tea table patiently.

After drinking the water, he pushed him again, "Drink the water quickly, then go to take a shower and sleep!"

Chu Boyang turned over, his dark eyes were quiet and deep.

The body has long been out of shape, messy but suave and suave, ruffian.

However, Chu Boyang stared at her for a long time, then leaned back on the sofa, "dizzy."

Ji Fengmian looked at the scene after he pulled the neckline even more because of this action, and reached out to tuck his eyebrows.

She shouldn't have watched that idol drama before she went out, and now watching Chu Boyang started to dream about things.

In order to prevent myself from being seduced by this man again...

Before leaving, I looked at the water glass on the tea table, raised my foot and kicked him on the knee, "Drink the water quickly, go take a shower and sleep! I'm leaving!"

Chu Boyang's closed eyes seemed to move.

"Did you hear me?!"

She mended her foot again, but Chu Boyang suddenly reached out and grabbed her ankle.

Ji Fengmian didn't expect him to make a sudden movement, he couldn't stand on one foot, he wobbled a few times, then his waist tightened, and he fell onto the sofa.

Except for the embarrassment of falling from the mountain when I was ten years old in my life, this time is probably the only one.

She straddled Chu Boyang's body, because of this little accident, her head was a little messy.

When he calmed down, Chu Boyang's dark eyes were staring at her again, and he didn't know what he was thinking deeply.

She moved to stand up, but found that his waist was held tightly by him.

"Amian..."

He spoke suddenly, with deep eyes, coupled with his deep and hoarse voice, Ji Fengmian's scalp suddenly felt a little numb.

A layer of frost immediately turned on her face, "Chu Boyang, let me go."

Naturally, Chu Boyang refused, as if he had never heard of it, he scrutinized Ji Fengmian's clean and bright face wantonly.

Ji Fengmian felt more and more that something was wrong, and the potential danger index was too high to stay with such an alcoholic.

Pressing down on his shoulders with both hands, she almost tried her best to get rid of him, but in the end, the man rolled over and pinned him down.

It was a whirlwind.

Ji Fengmian's heart skipped a beat, she supported Chu Boyang's shoulders, squinted her eyes and stared at him coldly.

"Chu Boyang, you're not drunk, are you?"

"Should I be drunk or not? Ah Mian..."

He gradually approached her, rubbing his firm nose against hers, Ji Fengmian's heart lost its rhythm as he watched affectionately in his eyes.

"Amian...don't get angry, okay? Let's be together, okay? You love me, Ah Mian...do you love me?"

Ji Fengmian was taken aback.

Looking at the pained man in front of him, his words are all in his mind.

like?

His eyes narrowed slightly, with a clear chill.

His voice was as cold as ice.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chu Boyang reached out and stroked the hair on her forehead to the back, staring at her exquisite facial features with greedy eyes.

"We are together……"

"Chu Boyang!" Ji Fengmian suddenly shouted coldly, "...are you crazy?"

Chu Boyang reached out and took Ji Fengmian's hand from his shoulder, and suddenly pressed it on top of her head.

"...Well, you're right, I'm indeed crazy. But there's no reason why we can't be together, isn't it?"

Ji Fengmian's mind was in chaos, and he wanted to struggle, but the hands on top of his head couldn't exert much strength.

Chu Boyang's lips were pressed down, and her head seemed to be exploded instantly, and she couldn't find any nerve attachment points.

It's a pity that she has never experienced any love in her life, and the last time she kissed Chu Boyang in the cafeteria three years ago, it only stopped at the lips.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she really didn't know what kind of reaction she should make, which was the most correct.

"Amian...Amian..."

Her momentary stupefaction gave Chu Boyang time to call her, and his voice gently stirred every nerve in his body.

After coveting Ji Fengmian for so many years, today he finally locked her in his arms, using alcohol as a cover to touch him so intimately, Chu Boyang's heart trembled.

He was cautious everywhere, and the thought that he couldn't wait to get her that had been buried in the deepest part of his heart for many years was ready to move at this moment, ready to come out.

A warm kiss slid across the corner of his lips.

The touch in this intimate atmosphere made the whole body extremely sensitive.

Ji Fengmian couldn't resist that feeling, they couldn't be controlled at all, Chu Boyang's touch was like a magnet, and there seemed to be countless dense iron sand in her body, all pouring out of the skin surface.

She doesn't like this feeling of being out of control. She has no right to control, and everything has to follow the rhythm and destination of the other party. This kind of attachment is really unpleasant.

"Chu Boyang..."

After regaining her sanity for a while, her first reaction was that she shouldn't, she shouldn't have untied the windbreaker after entering the door, so that it was convenient for this drunk crazy man to take advantage of her.

Under the loose home clothes, the man's hands have already managed to make trouble.

She endured the magnetic reaction caused by the hand touching the skin, her elbows found a support point to support her body, her voice trembling.

"Chu Boyang, wake me up, do you know what the consequences will be if you continue?!"

Chu Boyang paused, his eyes bright and heavy with desire.

His big palm caressed her neck, and the other hand lowered her raised elbow, and gently laid her flat on the sofa again, pressing against her forehead, and breathed out with a strong breath. of wine.

"If I let you go now, will the consequences be different?"

Ji Fengmian frowned, Chu Boyang pulled a faint wry smile, "No way. Don't lie to me by saying such things, you don't even believe it yourself..."

"Chu Boyang..." Not only did Ji Fengmian's scalp tingle, but also a layer of cold air leaked out.

"Stop talking, Mian, I don't want to hear you at all right now, you know what I want to hear is not what you want to say at the moment... just let me love you, can't you? I can't let others love you, you Can't belong to them, you know..."

Ji Fengmian was stunned again.

Others love her?

Who will love her?

Who will she belong to in the future?

Who is her future man?

My mind went blank.

She didn't think about it at all.

Something as intimate or even more intimate now with other men?

Her brows were furrowed even tighter, and an unprecedented disgust emerged from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Chu Boyang seemed to be testing her, and leaned over to press her.

With intertwined breaths, Ji Fengmian's eyes moved.

That kind of disgust didn't seem to work very well on Chu Boyang.

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