novelraw Chapter 96 Don't you like collecting these?
Chapter 96 Don't you like collecting these?
Bei Weiwei nodded: "Mm."
"Don't you think...it's too casual?" Chen Bo asked.
"I don't think so," Bei Weiwei shook her head. "As long as it's you, I won't go anywhere casually."
Tsk, the world that handsome people see is completely different from the world that ugly people see.
Chen Bo sighed.
This woman usually seems gentle and timid, but when it really matters, she's braver than him.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Bei Weiwei leaned forward again, her lips almost touching his chin: "Honey, don't you want me?"
Chen Bo's rational mind was frantically trying to call the police.
But the body is honest.
He lowered his head and kissed her.
Bevy closed her eyes and hugged his neck tightly.
This kiss was different from the one on the terrace.
The kiss on the terrace was gentle and sweet, like a spring breeze.
The kiss was now passionate, urgent, like a summer fire.
Chen Bo's hand slid up from her waist, gently loosening her silk robe, and he boarded the orchid boat alone.
Bei Weiwei didn't dodge; instead, she slightly straightened her body, cooperating perfectly.
then.
The sweater slipped off.
The white dress slipped down.
The clasp that had been locking the sacred artifact was unlocked.
Bei Weiwei lay down, looking very primal, her whole body radiating a holy light, only her face was as red as a ripe shrimp.
She didn't dare look at him, turning her head away, closing her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Chen Bo looked down at her.
This body is fair, soft, and has beautiful curves.
She has delicate collarbones, a slender waist, and long, shapely legs.
Bei Weiwei felt his gaze and her face turned even redder.
"Husband..." she whispered.
Chen Bo leaned down and kissed her.
Bei Weiwei's body trembled slightly, and her breathing changed.
Chen Bo's magic was being released, flowing down her lips, chin, neck, collarbone...
Bei Weiwei's face was flushed, her eyes were watery, and her lips were slightly parted.
His eyes held anticipation, nervousness, and a hint of fear.
She was ready.
She had been waiting for this moment for three years.
But suddenly, Chen Bo stopped.
Bei Weiwei felt his movements stop, opened her eyes, and looked at him in confusion.
Chen Bo looked like he was in great pain.
He looked at her and remained silent for three seconds.
Then he took a deep breath, propped himself up, and sat down to the side.
Bei Weiwei was stunned.
"husband?"
Chen Bo sighed: "No."
Bei Weiwei's heart sank: "Why?"
Chen Bo turned around and looked at her.
His eyes held desire, struggle, but above all, clarity.
"Vivi," he said, "it needs to be done with a sense of ritual."
Bei Weiwei opened her mouth.
"You've waited three years, what's a few more days?" Chen Bo looked at her. "This is Ling Yan's house, her recording studio."
Bevy's tears welled up again.
It's not because I feel wronged.
It's because I was moved.
This man can stop at a time like this; he truly loves her.
It's not that I love her body, it's not that I love her money, it's that I love her as a person.
Bei Weiwei threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Honey...honey...you're so good...you're too good..."
Chen Bo patted her back: "Okay, okay, stop crying. Put your clothes on first. The air conditioning is on in the recording studio, or you'll catch a cold."
Bei Weiwei nodded and got up from his arms.
Chen Bo helped find clothes, just to show off.
Bei Weiwei felt a warmth in her heart, as if sunshine were shining in.
She suddenly remembered what Zhao Lulu had said.
"He touched me, kissed me, pushed me onto the sofa, and then... slapped me."
He said, "Only Xu Yueqing is usable. You guys are all original products. You think you can fool me into taking responsibility? No way!"
At that time, she was still thinking that Chen Bo was really cruel to Zhao Lulu.
Now she understands.
He's not ruthless.
He cherishes it.
He cherishes every woman who is truly devoted to him.
Xu Yueqing wasn't a virgin, so he felt no pressure towards her.
They were original, so he cherished them all the more.
After getting dressed, Bei Weiwei hugged Chen Bo.
"Honey," she pressed her face against his back, "thank you."
Chen Bo looked at her.
Bei Weiwei's eyes were still red, but the smile on her face was genuine.
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you... for cherishing me so much."
"I'll be nice to whoever's nice to me, I can't help it." Chen Bo reached out and pinched her cheek. "Don't you think that's how it should be, silly girl?"
"Mmm." Bei Weiwei nodded, her face flushed, as if suddenly remembering something.
She looked down at herself.
Then her face turned even redder.
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and slipped her hand inside her skirt.
Chen Bo looked at her: "What's wrong?"
Bei Weiwei didn't speak, biting her lip, her fingers gently hooking the small piece of fabric.
Then she tore it off.
Chen Bo: "???"
With a blush, Bei Weiwei handed him the pale pink lace fabric that was still warm from her body.
"for you."
Chen Bo stared blankly at the thin piece of fabric in his hand.
"Give it to me? Why?"
Bei Weiwei lowered her head, not daring to look at him: "You...don't you like collecting these?"
Chen Bo: "???"
When did I start collecting this?
Bei Weiwei scoffed inwardly. Zhao Lulu left the small piece of fabric with her boyfriend, so shouldn't she, as his girlfriend, have left it with him too?
Luckily, the outfit I wore today wasn't ordinary, otherwise my best friend would have outshone me.
Bei Weiwei looked up at Chen Bo: "Honey, do you think I'm...not reserved enough?"
Chen Bo looked at her.
Her face was flushed, and her eyes were bright, showing both shyness and anticipation.
"No," Chen Bo said. "You're very cute."
Bei Weiwei's eyes lit up instantly.
"Really?"
"real."
Bei Weiwei smiled happily.
She tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek.
"I'll be going now! You focus on recording! Hand in the accompaniment tomorrow!"
After saying that, she turned and ran.
Chen Bo stood there, holding the small piece of light pink fabric in his hand, looking completely bewildered.
He looked down at the piece of fabric.
He then reached into his pocket and pulled out Zhao Lulu's black lace dress.
Two pieces of fabric, one black and one pink, lay quietly in his hand.
Chen Bo fell silent.
He was... forced into becoming a triangular material collector.
He placed the two pieces of fabric on the mixing console and stared at them blankly.
No, what are these women thinking?
Zhao Lulu left a piece (she didn't ask for it back, so she left it on purpose).
Bevy kept one piece.
Xu Yueqing didn't keep any photos, but the artistic photos she did keep were much more shocking than this.
What about Zhou Lingyan?
Would she ask him to go to her dressing room and choose one himself?
Chen Bo shivered.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
He stuffed the two pieces of cloth back into his pocket, sat down in front of the sound console, and began to concentrate on making accompaniment.
On the other side, Bei Weiwei walked out of Zhou Lingyan's villa and got into her car.
Instead of starting the car immediately, she took out her phone.
Five Golden Flowers Group.
Zhou Lingyan was still cursing at her.
Zhao Lulu was still agreeing.
Xu Yueqing was as obedient as a goose.
Li Man was added to the group again at some point and sent a string of ellipses.
Bei Weiwei looked at these messages, thought for a moment, and started typing.