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

Chapter 236 Disgusting
Bo Yi's men suddenly paused.

Then he gently stroked Feng Qingwu's still slightly swollen red lips with his fingertips. His movements were gentle and his tone was extremely gentle, "It's not good to say dirty words."

"Since you're awake, get up and have breakfast first."

After saying that, Boyi leaned down and picked up Feng Qingwu from the bed, and carried her to the bathroom to clean her up.

Bo Yi, who has done this many times, is already very comfortable with this kind of thing.

I don't know if it's because I'm really tired, or if I don't want to see Bo Yi's face.

During the whole process, Feng Qingwu kept her eyes closed.

After washing up, Bo Yicai sat down on the sofa with Feng Qingwu in his arms and let her sit on his lap.Opening the cover covering the food, Bo Yi picked up the spoon skillfully and started to feed Feng Qingwu.

"I will do it myself."

Feng Qingwu frowned and spoke coldly.

Hearing this, Boyi glanced at her, then glanced down at her hand, and said pointedly, "Can you lift your hand?"

"..."

Feng Qingwu's fingers trembled unconsciously.

The tie was tied too hard two days ago, leaving a circle of marks on my wrist.She finally let go, but...not only did she have no strength left in her body, but every finger was so tired that she had no strength at all.

Feng Qingwu bit her lip, not wanting to recall how crazy these past few days had been.

If possible, she would like to clear her memory of the past few days.

"Don't bite your lip."

Boyi fed a spoonful of millet porridge that was almost warm to Feng Qingwu's lips, "It won't be good to bite it again and leave a mark. Come on, drink some porridge."

"I said I would come by myself."

"If you still have the strength, we can do other things,"

Feng Qingwu looked at his handsome face under the black hair, with an expression as calm as if he was talking about an ordinary thing. She bit her lip and said, "Apart from that kind of thing, is there nothing else in your mind?"

Hearing this, Bo Yi's thin lips curved into a light, self-deprecating arc, "Will you accompany me when I do other things? Besides,"

Bo Yi looked into Feng Qingwu's eyes, his voice was warm and light, but it was filled with some inexplicable waves, "Who is more happy these days, don't you feel it?"

"...If you do something like that, you won't feel anything unless you're a corpse."

"Make love."

Bo Yi had a calm expression on his face and corrected her words in a leisurely tone, "Qingqing, it's not that kind of thing, it's about making love. I heard that the more we do it, the more we fall in love. From now on we--"

"You want shame!"

Feng Qingwu was really angry and waved away the porridge Bo Yi was holding in his hand.

The white jade porcelain bowl fell onto the dark carpet.

No sound was made, but the ground was a mess.

When Feng Qingwu wanted to get up, Bo Yi's hand around his waist tightened suddenly and he was pressed on his leg.

"Why do you want face? I only want you."

Even though Feng Qingwu knocked over the porridge, Bo Yi's expression remained unchanged and he spoke lightly.

Then Bo Yi took out some paper towels and wiped away the porridge stains that accidentally splashed on Feng Qingwu's nightgown. His voice was a little cooler and he said, "If you don't want me to feed you, how about we drink porridge in another way?"

"What do you mean?"

Feng Qingwu subconsciously stepped back.

But soon, Feng Qingwu knew "which method" Bo Yi was talking about.

Feng Qingwu was imprisoned on the sofa, forced to bear the porridge that Bo Yi took in bite after bite.She was so angry that her tears fell again, and Bo Yi gently wiped them away with his fingertips.

"Why are you crying again?"

Boyi looked at Feng Qingwu, whose eyes were red, and his gentle voice was full of helplessness, "Why don't you just be obedient, if you don't want me to treat you this way."

"Pervert, disgusting!"

Feng Qingwu choked and raised his hand to wipe his lips vigorously, as if he was wiping away something dirty.

see.

Bo Yi looked at her with a deeper look, and his casual tone became colder, "If you wipe it again, I will kiss you for 1 minute, if you wipe it twice, I will kiss you for 10 minutes..."

"Qingqing, I have plenty of time and patience to spend with you."

In fact, Bo Yi's voice was tainted with a bit of joy.

Feng Qingwu suddenly paused.

Tears hazy.

She knew that Bo Yi could do such a thing.What's more, he enjoys doing it. "I have never disgusted anyone so much in my life, and you are the first."

Feng Qingwu said with a trembling voice.

"First?"

Bo Yi smiled when he heard the words, and gently and slowly wiped Feng Qingwu's moist eyes with a tissue. There was a hint of smile in his voice, "Then this is my honor."

"Whenever you feel sick in the future, you will probably think of me. If you think of me, I will feel happy."

Feng Qingwu's hand fell on the sofa and she clenched it tightly, "You should go see a psychiatrist."

"Seen."

Because her body was stained a lot by the porridge bowl that Feng Qingwu knocked over, Bo Yi stopped hugging her.

Instead, he half-knelt on the sofa and fed the steamed fish meat bit by bit to Feng Qingwu. "I was imprisoned in a mental hospital for more than two months because of my cruelty."

"Besides, I have several certificates of mental illness, haven't you seen them all?"

She knew where everything about him was.

He didn't avoid her.

"..."

The chicken talks with the duck.

After eating less than half of a steamed fish, Feng Qingwu stopped eating.

Knowing her usual appetite, Bo Yi didn't force her anymore. Bo Yi took care of the remaining half by himself.

Bo Yi took care of all the remaining porridge and cold dishes.

"I used to feel nauseous and want to vomit not only when I saw fish, but also when I smelled fish."

While clearing the dishes on the table, Bo Yi said warmly, "But you like steamed fish, and I think that's fine."

It was so good that he felt... that he actually had something that could be used to please her.

"So you know how nausea feels."

Feng Qingwu said calmly without looking at Bo Yi.

The voice fell.

Bo Yi bent down to put away the dishes and chopsticks, and suddenly paused. There were faint veins on the back of the powerful hand.

But the expression on his face was always calm.

"There are broken pieces of porcelain on the ground. Don't come down. You might hurt your feet."

After putting away the dishes, Bo Yi went to get the cleaning tools to clean up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor.

When Bo Yi went out.

Feng Qingwu's gaze fell on the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and his gaze suddenly became silent.

……

When Boyi returned to the bedroom, Feng Qingwu was still sitting on the sofa in the same position.

motionless.

His eyes were empty and did not fall on anything real.

Bo Yi quickly cleaned up. During the whole process, his movements were intentionally very gentle, as if he didn't want to disturb Feng Qingwu.

I don't know if she is in a daze or thinking about how to leave.

After cleaning up, Bo Yi went out.But a few minutes later, he walked in again and changed into a set of home clothes.

After changing into clean clothes, he hugged Feng Qingwu on the sofa into his arms without hesitation.

He likes to hold her.

It seemed that from the beginning, he loved holding her.

"I'll go to the group tomorrow."

Bo Yi lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Qingwu in his arms, and said in a warm voice, "Originally, I was planning to take you with me. But you are too smart. Whenever you see one more person, you will have one more chance to leave. I I don’t feel at ease. In addition, since you are currently weak, I don’t feel at ease if you stay here alone.”

"Should I ask Changning to come over and accompany you?"

Bo Yi's deep voice was magnetic and gentle, and he had considered every aspect for Feng Qingwu, if you ignore the deep meaning of his words.

"Need not."

Feng Qingwu refused. She knew what he meant, "I don't want to become the same person as you."

(End of this chapter)