I can't get divorced from Alpha's ex-boyfriend

Chapter 24

Is this still jealous of Qiao Jin?

The Alpha in the susceptible period is just like a dog, eager to piss and enclose the territory, and use the smell to prove that this territory is his.

Bo Xingze drove the car quietly, and followed the navigation to the villa. It had been bought by Lu Xianzhou earlier, but the layout inside had not changed at all.

The original owner also lived here and took care of everything in the villa by himself.

"Qiao Qiao is here?" He put down the pruning scissors in his hand, and stopped when he saw Zhu Chuan and the "stranger" beside him, "Who is this?"

Qiao Jin hurriedly said, "This is Brother Zhu Chuan's husband."

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you." The old man took the initiative to extend his hand, and Bo Xingze shook his hand politely. He warmly greeted several people to enter the room, and asked them what they wanted by the way.

Qiao Jin spoke roughly, and the old man smiled and said: "It will hurt people, okay, list what you need, I will send it over, and find a few people to help arrange it together."

Qiao Jin thanked repeatedly.

Zhu Chuan da lala spread out on the sofa without a shape, and said lazily: "Grandpa, find two people to follow Qiao Qiao, don't let them bump into anything, or Lu Qianzhou can tear down this villa."

The old man glared at him. "Open mouth."

Zhu Chuan watched them seriously discussing how to celebrate Lu Xianzhou's birthday, so he got up and went outside for a stroll as he was not interested. The villa is the memory of the old man and his late wife.

Every plant, every tree, every brick and every tile is created by their own hands.

Now that his wife has passed away, the old man is powerless to manage such a large villa, and he doesn't want to be left without an owner after his death, so he sold it to Lu Xianzhou who believes that he will treat it well after many tests.

Zhu Chuan also liked it here. He asked the old man to buy it, but he was ruthlessly rejected.

He brushed over a pot of green chrysanthemums with his hand, the flowers and leaves trembled slightly, and jokingly told Bo Xingze, asking him if he knew why, he shook his head.

"The old man said, I have no love in my heart."

Bo Xingze didn't understand that buying and selling pays attention to both money and goods. What does this have to do with love?

Looking at his expression, Zhu Chuan knew that he didn't understand. He stretched out his hand and pulled a chrysanthemum petal into his mouth. I don't have love in my heart, so they are dead things in my eyes. Lu Qianzhou is different, he has love in his heart, how funny you say, that kind of old thing has love in his heart."

Zhu Chuan sneered.

Bo Xingze turned his gaze slightly, seeing that "stupid" Qiao Jin, it seemed impossible for Lu Xianzhou to become in love with him, but it seemed to be beyond doubt.

"Do you envy Lu Xianzhou, or Qiao Jin?"

Zhu Chuan's smile remained undiminished, and he said casually, "Huh?"

"Do you envy the one who loves in your heart, or the one who is loved?" Bo Xingze said, as soon as he stepped forward with long legs, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, but just stood quietly.

Zhu Chuan looked at his hand on his side. The phalanges were smooth and slender, and the sharpness of high school had faded. Now, a deeper charm had settled down.

But no matter which one it was, it made his heart flutter.

Zhu Chuan does not deny that he loves Bo Xingze, no matter eight years ago or eight years later, for him, all he needs from this person is a look that can make his heart beat.

"me."

Bo Xingze waited, but he stopped talking after only two words. He couldn't help but get nervous, as if he was waiting for execution, and there was a trace of nervous sweat on his back.

Zhu Chuan saw that his brows were lightly furrowed, walked up and grabbed his collar and pulled it down, and pulled a petal casually, "Open your mouth."

Bo Xingze had a slight obsession with cleanliness, but he still opened his mouth and let him stuff the petals into his mouth. His heartbeat was almost thunderous. He grabbed Zhu Chuan's hand, but at the same moment the slippery hand like a swimming fish was pulled away.

He missed it.

Bo Xingze's breathing was tight, and the feeling of running away from his palm made him very unhappy. Just as he was about to reach out again, he saw Zhu Chuan take a step back, leaning on the bluestone board and smiling at him.

"I will grasp what I want by myself, so being loved or something is not suitable for me." Zhu Chuan raised his head, looked at the harsh sun, stretched out his hand to build a pergola to cover it, and said with a faint smile, "When I was young, my mother gave me love." Tell a bedtime story."

Bo Xingze couldn't believe it, Zhu Yousi could tell bedtime stories?

"The little girl told her father that if he marries someone else, then I will marry someone else too. He only has me in his heart, so I only have him in his heart."

You like me, I like you.

Bo Xingze frowned and wanted to get out what was important to him from this passage, but before Zhu Chuan could figure it out, he turned around and waved to him with his back, "Shall we go to the hot spring together?"

"want."

The two went up the mountain one after the other. It was already very cold on the mountain in early autumn, and the cold mist wrapped around like silk, winding like a fairyland.

The hot spring is in the middle of the mountain, and there are no traces of artificial carvings in the natural pictures. Zhu Chuan doesn't like to come here too often, but every time he comes, he has to soak for a while. This time, there are more people.

He suddenly remembered that this person was still in the susceptible period.

……Oops.

"Why is your face so red?" Bo Xingze stretched out his hand to touch it, it was a little hot, and immediately asked him nervously if he was sick.

"It's okay." Zhu Chuan pushed his hand away, coughed and said that it was because the hot spring was too hot, so he kept a little distance away from him calmly, but the sole of his foot slipped and he fell into it.

A hard and powerful arm fished him back, he took a breath with lingering fear, and then his eyes widened, "You! You can't come again, I warn you, you'd better take care of it, otherwise!"

Bo Xingze clasped his waist, rubbed the tip of his nose against his delicate shoulders to absorb the faint ylang-ylang citrus aroma, promised but his behavior did not restrain himself at all, instead he tended to be more ostentatious.

"He doesn't listen to me." Bao Xingze bit his shoulder, grinded his teeth lightly, and said vaguely, "Why don't you take care of it? Maybe it listens to you."

"fart."

Zhu Chuan swears, his ears are immediately pinched, and his fingertips force slightly as if punishing, making him gasp, "Fuck your mother, take it easy, it's broken."

"You invited me to the hot spring, do you really have no other meaning? Huh? Shuyi."

Zhu Chuan wanted to kick him twice, "? What can I mean? Could it be to seduce you?" Looking at his expression, he knew that he really thought so.

"...Don't always think that I just want to be fucked when I kiss you, I just want to be fucked when I hold your hand, ask you to soak in a hot spring, or have a meal with you..."

Zhu Chuan was pressed on his lips, and immediately felt that the fingers of the other hand had reached the opposite place, and Bao Xingze took over the rest of the words, "You are so hot, don't say what you mean."

"? I'll say hello to you."

Bo Xingze bit his finger, and with all his strength, Zhu Chuan bit him until he trembled before he said viciously, "No one is allowed to speak except me."

"?" Zhu Chuan wished he could just throw himself into the hot spring and drown. Why didn't he know that this man had a yellow... Oh, he knew it, but he didn't come often enough, so he forgot.

At that time when they were just together, he didn't know where he heard the phrase "Dad" and he forced Bo Xingze to call it, but he was pressed on the bed and called "Dad" for most of the night.

He had completely forgotten that this man was so wicked and funny.

**

When Zhu Chuan and Bo Xingze came down, Lu Xianzhou had already come to pick them up. Because his birthday was two days away, he didn't stay here, and he would come back the same day.

The old man joked to the two of them, "The hot spring is going to be cold."

"You have learned badly too."

The old man passed hot tea to the two of them, and presented some small snacks made by himself. The dishes were exquisitely arranged to complement each other. It could be seen that everything he did seemed to be in memory of his dead wife.

"The craftsmanship is still so good. The old man's sword is not old, but this tea is not good."

The old man was very nervous, "What's wrong?"

Bo Xingze also drank the tea and felt that it was fragrant and sweet, with a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth. He didn't think it was bad, but Zhu Chuan had a tricky mouth. If he said it was not good, there must be some flaws.

"Just replace it with wine."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then glared at him, "Drink less, I think you're going to be pickled."

Bo Xingze's cell phone rang. He had been on the phone all the time when he was in the hot spring just now, so he didn't dare to make a sound. Now he finally found a chance to kick him, "Go upstairs and deal with business."

Bo Xingze put down his teacup, nodded lightly to the old man and went upstairs.

The old man looked into his eyes, sighed with a smile, and then turned his head to present a stack of scones to Zhu Chuan who walked to the island, "I said back then that you had no love in your eyes, so if you don't sell them to you, don't you remember?" Remember?"

"Remember." Zhu Chuan took a bite of the scone with a crispy outer layer and soft filling, and replied vaguely.

"Now in your eyes, there is love." The old man glanced at the empty steps, as if he was sighing and relieved, "I can see that you like him very much. Life is really short, If you like it, don't waste it."

Zhu Chuan touched the wall of the cup with his fingertips, and ate the scones one after another.

"Have you heard it?"

Zhu Chuan was taken aback, and almost threw the scones away, "... Listen to it, listen to it, the old man is really evil, hey, bake a few more, don't put onion and ginger."

"How can you eat so much? There are also scallions and ginger. Why are there so many problems? Didn't they taste delicious just now, so you will toss people."

Zhu Chuan finished nibbling the tea in his hand, licked his fingertips, then picked up the cup and drank the tea, "I can't eat it, my man can eat it, hurry up and bake it, he's hungry."

"..."

When Zhu Chuan went upstairs with the scones, Bo Xingze hadn't finished his work and was using the laptop in the villa to hold a video conference. Zhu Chuan stretched out his hand to signal him to leave him alone, and then put the scones and tea by his hand.

"After a while, I ate it, without the onion and ginger."

Bo Xingze only gave him a second and continued: "The performance of the branch company is not enough, and layoffs are a reasonable request. It's not that the company can't afford waste, it's that the company doesn't support waste."

"There is a dispute over the land occupation of the construction site, which is not Hongye's responsibility. Let Shanghua deal with it and then talk to me. If it can't be resolved, the contract will be terminated."

Yan Xian hesitated for a while, "But our interests will also be damaged when the contract is terminated. Isn't this a loss for both sides? Or think of a way to strive for a win-win situation? After all, this is the former president..."

The sword of this dynasty always wants to give the officials of the previous dynasty a little face.

But this person is Bo Xingze, who has always been very tough in his work, and there is no room for negotiation. Even if Chairman Xu himself comes, he will not back down.

"There is no mutual loss. Shanghua's failure to handle it is their negligence. If they refuse to let go, they will sue him for a commercial fraud. A win-win should be for him, not for me to clean up the mess for him! The former president promised to let him and the former The president said it. If everyone cooperates with me like this, I don’t need to live.”

Yan Xian nodded, "Then I'll do it right away."

After finishing everything, Bo Xingze rubbed his shoulders and prepared to get up. Seeing the cold scones and tea in hand, he was taken aback for a moment.

He forgot.

He raised his head only to realize that Zhu Chuan hadn't left, leaned on the sofa and fell asleep at some point, with his arms crossed around himself, almost huddled together.

Bo Xingze got up and walked towards him, ready to carry him back to his room to sleep, but when he touched his forehead, he found it was burning hot.

"Extraordinary?"

Zhu Chuan slept very restlessly, trembling all the time, whispering, "It hurts, it hurts, Bo Xingze hurts me so much."

The author has something to say: Mr. Bo: He was crying, what is going on, what should we do?

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