Newlyweds 1001 Nights: Mr. Bo’s Love Life

Luo Zheng was silent, reaching for the medicine and was trying to throw it away again.

"Do you want to eat it yourself, or ... shall I feed you?"

Unexpectedly, Bo Hancheng asked first.

As a last resort, Luo Zheng glared at the man, and finally took the water and looked up to drink the medicine.

"Mr. Bo, are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, please go out!"

Luo Zheng said coldly, turning around to stop looking at the man, pointing to the doorway.

It's obvious to catch people.

For several days, Landu broke out intermittently, and Luo Zheng couldn't tell how uncomfortable.

Once again, I was stimulated by Mu Nianqing yesterday and was forced to lose my mind. I stabbed him with a fruit knife!

Regret it? No regrets!

I just feel that there must be something wrong with it. Mu Nianqing clearly and deliberately stimulates himself. What is the purpose of the picture?

The more and more chaotic, Luo Zheng could not help rubbing his temples, a deep sense of burnout.

Then, glancing at the man imposingly, he laughed at himself with a rose-colored lips: "Why, Mr. Bo still has something?"

Speaking of words, thinking of the sentence Mu Nianqing said, ironically attached: "I know, Mr. Bo wants to quit my blue poison, no longer owes my favor! Well, I quit, you are right, If you want to break ... it should be clean! But, what should I do? I really do n’t want to see Mr. Bo ... "

Speaking of which, Luo Zheng suddenly stepped up and walked in front of the man, with a charming smile: "Why not, Mr. Bo sent me to a drug treatment center, okay?"

Bo Hancheng looked down at the girl, his heart kept sinking, and he was a little bit cruel, raising his hand around the girl's chin: "Do you know, where is the detoxification place? After you enter, you will feel painful!"

Is it painful? She is alive now, it is not painful to live!

Luo Zheng thought, his eyelashes drooped slightly: "It's always better to be imprisoned here and see you every day, it's ... life, no, like, death!"

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Zheng's chin hurt, it was the man who stepped up.

Just look, his eyes like the abyss, stained with a gloom: "Luo Zheng, see me ... are you better off dead?"

"Yes!"

There was no hesitation when the girl returned.

At the end of the day, he chuckled with a smile, sentence stabbing the heart and lungs, hurting the bones: "Mr. Bo, I would rather not detoxification, lifelong companionship with blue poison, better face you every day!"

Even better, when I see you, I can't help but treat you as a bodyguard.

You are him and not him, making me illusion!

Bo Hancheng knew that this was a girl's intentional targeting, and she still couldn't stop her emotions. She bowed her head close to her: "It's a pity, sister A Zheng, even if life is not as good as death, you must stay here! You must see me every day ..."

"Mr. Bo, do you know what your behavior is called?"

Luo Zheng couldn't keep back, and looked at the man fearlessly.

"You're so nice to say, I don't want to owe my favors. It's ugly to say that it's guilty, it's not ordinary guilty ..."

"Luozheng, don't force me!"

Not waiting for the girl to finish, Bo Hancheng's big palm moved down, hooping the girl's slender neck.

Luo Zheng is still fearless, and even has a pink lips: "How can I force you, Mr. Bo wants to kill me? Also, I almost killed your woman, you might as well kill me ... for her Out of breath! "

"Kill you? It's cheaper for you!"

Bo Hancheng restrained his emotions, put his big palm down from the girl's neck, and then clenched into a fist.

Then he smiled softly: "However, you hurt her, you want to compensate."