Chapter 228 Your Surname Is Ye, His Surname Is Bo

When she said these words, her expression became a little cold, and Bo Mu became more and more panicked, aggrieved and scared, afraid that Su Cha would not want him.

"I was wrong, I'll eat."

He obeyed obediently, with a fragile expression like a child's.

In the face of him like this, even if there is a big anger, he can't let it out.

Su Cha sighed and held Bo Muyi's palm, her voice softened: "Don't say such willful words, you have to know it well? Not eating is bad for your health, if you are not healthy, I'll be sad too!"

Bo Mu also raised his eyes to look at her, and his uneasy and restless emotions gradually calmed down, and said seriously: "Cha Cha, I was wrong, I will eat well when you are away."

"it is good."

The corners of Su Cha's lips burst into a smile, and this coaxing and talking, at least let Bo Mu know that he can't be willful.

There are some things that Su Cha can let Bo Muyi unconditionally, but there are some things that he shouldn't be too used to.

Bo Mu was also a little difficult to appease, and he couldn't always follow him.

After waiting for Bo Muyi to be full, the two returned to his place holding hands.

Entering the bedroom, Su Cha saw the photo and asked him curiously, "When did you take this photo of me?"

She doesn't look very old on it, it's probably a photo from her sophomore year of high school.

Bo Mu also didn't feel embarrassed. He came over and put his arms around Su Cha's waist and pressed against her cheek: "Suddenly filmed."

Su Cha: "..."

There was still some grievances in the man's clear voice: "You didn't talk to me at that time, so I could only take pictures secretly."

Su Cha's forehead jumped: "It's okay to shoot, you didn't shoot anything that shouldn't be shot, right?"

There was a smile in Bo Muyi's eyes: "Chacha, what do you think? I don't have that kind of hobby, and don't worry, I don't need it anymore..."

When he said this, he leaned into Su Cha's ear, and his thin lips rubbed her earlobe one by one, bringing a kind of itchiness, Su Cha couldn't help shrinking, and pinched Bo Muyi's waist.

She slipped out of Bo Muyi's arms: "I'm going to take a bath first, I want to go to bed earlier."

"Oh……"

Bo Mu also responded slowly, seeing Su Cha entering the bathroom and licking the tip of his dry tongue, he felt a little restless again.

Really anytime, anywhere, he doesn't feel like he's being fed.

***

Outside the gate of Wang Pavilion, there was an incomparably beautiful and delicate girl beside the elegant old lady wearing a cheongsam.

She was wearing a small foreign dress, showing a tall figure of Jiaobai, and her figure was incomparably good.

Wearing a small foreign hat on her head, her cherry red lips are particularly conspicuous, and her long hair is draped in a slightly curly manner, exuding a ladylike temperament raised from a wealthy environment.

Compared with the old lady, she only looked a little immature. At this moment, she put her arms around the old lady's arm and said in a coquettish voice: "Grandma, can I really not go in? Can I stay with you for one night tonight? ?"

The old lady looked at her sideways, her usual sharp eyes made the smile at the corner of the girl's mouth froze.

The old lady said lightly: "You know what kind of temper he is, don't do these things that make him angry, otherwise I won't be able to speak out."

This sentence alone made the girl feel a little aggrieved: "He is my brother anyway..."

The old lady took her open hand, "Your surname is Ye, his surname is Bo."

With just this sentence, the old lady walked into the lookout pavilion under the guidance of the servant.

The girl bit her lip and looked at the dark guard guarding the door, she could only stamp her feet unwillingly, and turned away.