Forced to be a good pet, being pinched by the crazy boss and coaxed gently

Chapter 228 Could it be that the lessons you learned before were not enough?

After a few seconds of silence.

Bo Yi said another sentence in a low voice.

"I've changed my clothes."

not dirty.

When Feng Qingwu listened to his calm words, her heart suddenly felt sour for no reason.

She saw that Bo Yi had indeed changed his clothes, and she also saw the wounds on his neck that had been treated.I don't know if he didn't care at all, but there was already a circle of blood on the edge of the gauze.

Paused.

Feng Qingwu pursed her lips, but said, "That word was not my intention, so don't take it to heart."

The voice fell.

Bo Yi froze when he was about to hug her.

As if he couldn't believe what Feng Qingwu said, Bo Yi looked at her intently, "What?"

He understood every word Feng Qingwu said, but he didn't dare to think about the deep meaning behind the words.

I'm afraid that I'll get it wrong if I'm being sentimental.

"..."

Bo Yi was still staring straight at her, Feng Qingwu pursed her lips, unwilling to say another word.

But when Bo Yi looked at her, he felt a little surprised at first, but as he looked at her, there was an undercurrent deep in his eyes.

Feng Qingwu couldn't understand the emotions in his eyes, but felt that his gaze was deep.

It's a bit unbearable.

She avoided Bo Yi's hand and wanted to get up from the bed.But as soon as she moved, Bo Yi reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Bo Yi!"

Feng Qingwu frowned and subconsciously tried to shake off Bo Yi's hand, "Let go..."

"sorry."

Bo Yi lowered his eyes and stared at Feng Qingwu, his eyes deep and heavy.It must have been that he had never apologized to anyone before, so he spoke every word particularly slowly, "I shouldn't have locked you in the basement last night."

Feng Qingwu was stunned.

The fear that I didn't dare to remember all night suddenly came over me.

She remembered that there seemed to be countless ghosts lingering around her, and countless pairs of terrifying eyes staring at her without blinking the whole night.

Actions preceded thoughts, and Feng Qingwu instantly shook off Bo Yi's hand.

There was an indescribable panic that made her unable - at least now, unable to look at Bo Yi's gaze.

Feng Qingwu wanted to get up, but in the blink of an eye, Bo Yi leaned over and trapped him between him and the bed.Feng Qingwu couldn't stand the overwhelming feeling of oppression when Bo Yi leaned down, which made her feel trembling and restrained inexplicably, "Bo Yi..."

Bo Yi lowered his eyes and stared into Feng Qingwu's eyes, carefully identifying every bit of emotion in her pupils. "After dinner, I will ask a psychiatrist to take a look at you. Don't let any shadows appear on you."

"Don't say words like leaving or divorce again in the future, okay?"

After hearing the first half of Bo Yi's words, Feng Qingwu still had some unexplainable emotions in her heart, until the last sound of Bo Yi's last word fell.

The slight emotion in Feng Qingwu's heart had completely calmed down.

Her eyes naturally turned cold when she looked at Boyi.

"After all, you just won't let me go."

Feng Qingwu raised her head and met Bo Yi's eyes without hesitation, "If someone deceives me, whether it is malicious or well-intentioned, I will keep a distance from him in the future, and may even not want to see him again. And, no matter it is Betrayal or deception, it’s always something you hate and can’t tolerate.”

"Even if there are difficulties, I still lied to you... and you not only refused to let me go away, but also wanted me to stay. Boyi, don't you think the lessons you learned before were not enough?"

Feng Qingwu stepped on Bo Yi's shadow.

She is clear.

It can also be said that she did it on purpose.

Therefore, Feng Qingwu was not surprised when he saw Bo Yi's face suddenly turned cold.

Bo Yi's hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly into fists silently, and there was already a thick layer of sinister look between his brows and eyes.

He stared at Feng Qingwu, his eyes were extremely cold, as if he could condense water into ice, but he was suppressing something.

silence.

A silent feeling of suffocation spread between the two of them.

Just when Feng Qingwu wondered if Bo Yi would lock her in the basement again, she saw him straighten up slightly.

The overwhelming feeling of oppression dissipated a little.

Boyi stared at Feng Qingwu, curling his lips slightly. The sinister look in his brows and eyes had not completely dissipated, and his deep voice was mixed with extremely cold mockery.

"In order to leave, you really can say anything. What good will it do to you to irritate me, huh?"

Bo Yi stretched out his hand with an expressionless expression, grasped Feng Qingwu's chin, and used force, his cold fingertips sunk on both sides of her soft cheeks.

His voice was cold, "You are wrong about one thing. I am different from you. Those who betray me will be worse off than death."

"Of course, you are different from them." Boyi didn't say what was different, because he grabbed Feng Qingwu's chin and kissed her.

He pressed her lips hard, without any emotion or skill.

It's not like a kiss, it seems like it's just for sex.

Wanton invasion and plundering.

The strong and strong aura **** every **** in Feng Qingwu's body, and the **** that rushed towards her face seemed to... **** her whole body.

Feng Qingwu sat on the bed expressionlessly.

No movement, no struggle, no response.

Like a puppet without any emotion, she let him kiss her, and he kissed her lips.

but……

Feng Qingwu's lack of response... was far more disturbing than her own words about divorce and leaving.

Boyi was not satisfied with her reaction, so he kissed, kissed, and kissed even more crazily, trying to get some response from her.Even if it is a struggle, even if it is a rejection.

But just not.

……

……

It wasn't until the taste of blood spread between their lips that Bo Yi ended the deep, almost one-sided kiss.

He stared down at Feng Qingwu's pale face, and the blood on his lips was particularly conspicuous.

Quiet.

"Let me see."

Reflexive.

Bo Yi's fingers were about to retract.But at the moment when he had reason, he restrained himself.

Let the wind and fog blow away with all their strength.

Even.

When he saw that Feng Qingwu finally reacted and was no longer indifferent, the panic that had just risen in his heart dissipated for no reason.

When fresh blood overflowed between her lips and teeth, Feng Qingwu was startled and then slowly relaxed her mouth.

After Jianfeng Qingwu stopped biting, Bo Yi took his fingers back.

Bo Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the obvious teeth marks on his index finger.

There is something deep in my heart that I cannot express.

It's his blood and hers.

Boyi curled his lips slightly, then picked up Feng Qingwu from the bed, held her hips with his hands, and walked to the bathroom, "It's even."

"Go and rinse your mouth first, and then eat."

Feng Qingwu lowered her eyes and didn't respond.

Numbing in pain.

……

Bo Yi still didn't eat the meal he prepared at the beginning. Because of the "injury" in Feng Qingwu's mouth, he cooked a small pot of porridge again.

Feng Qingwu was not allowed to sit in the living room, so Bo Yi pulled a chair and pushed her to sit in front of the island.

Feng Qingwu watched Bo Yi skillfully chop vegetables. The sharp blade landed on the chopping board with clean and beautiful movements.

This was not the first time Feng Qingwu watched Bo Yi cook.Bo Yi doesn't like outsiders entering here, and she doesn't know how to cook. Occasionally, the chef comes to cook.

Occasionally, Bo Yi cooks the food himself.

soon.

Bo Yi prepared four dishes and one soup.

When he turned around and subconsciously looked at Feng Qingwu, he found that she was staring at something absently.

Boyi followed her gaze and landed on the gleaming kitchen knife.

His eyes darkened instantly.

"Even if you want to kill me, you have to eat first."

Bo Yi held Feng Qingwu's hand, brought her to the dining table, pulled out the chair and let her sit down, "But I guess you can't do it. Your hands are so clean and beautiful, how can they be stained with blood."

As he spoke, Bo Yi leaned over, kissed Feng Qingwu's lips, and said softly, "Didn't you teach me a lesson before?"

"what?"

The warm and strong breath sprayed on the sensitive ear bones, and Feng Qingwu couldn't help but tilt his head.

"You said that if you want others to know how ruthless you are, you can use your weapons without losing any blood. You can attack your heart without losing any blood on your hands."

(End of this chapter)