Chapter 1: If you love me, I will

After witnessing her boyfriend cheating on her with his stepsister, Shu Qing vomited all her dinner in disgust.

Then she got herself drunk and hugged a man and refused to let go.

Bo Jingxing has no woman in his heart.

But he has physical needs.

When the drunken woman rushed towards him, he recognized her - Shu Qing, a well-known cartoonist in Haicheng.

He doesn't like drunkards.

But the woman who pounced on me... was an exception.

Especially this woman, with a small waist, long legs, and good body proportions.

Bo Jingxing became interested.

Shu Qing tilted her head to look at him. He was so handsome!

Breathing alcohol, “Hmm..."

He took out a handful of money and threw it at him.

Then it scattered on the ground.

Bo Jingxing lowered his head and stared at the banknotes on the ground without picking them up.

He picked her up and went to get a room.

The bed in the room is big and soft.

Bo Jingxing didn't like drunkards, so he picked her up and threw her into a bathtub full of roses... He watched her drown, and then watched her struggle to float up, choking on the water.

There was a deep, dark light in his eyes.

His eyes swept over her body after it had been soaked in water. His throat moved slightly as he lit a cigarette for himself. He did not look away, still quietly admiring her, “Has Miss Shu always been so open-minded?"

Shu Qing felt very uncomfortable.

Drunkenness and cheating were circling in her mind, the two intertwined, and she finally sobered up a little.

She sat up in the bathtub, soaking her body with water, and looked at the man standing at the door. She said hoarsely, "Can you be faster?"

quick?

Bo Jingxing was speechless.

Although he didn't know why she had to make herself like this...but it was undeniable that she was really charming like this, like a flower in full bloom, with a fragrant smell that made him addicted.

After taking a final deep puff of the cigarette, Bo Jingxing walked into the bathroom.

The black leather shoes stepped on the wet ground. Between the slender fingers, he held the cigarette, dipped it in water, and threw it into the trash can.

He didn't mind her being in a mess.

An arm in a suit reached into the bathtub, picked her up like a chick, took off her wet clothes, and put her in the bed.

She looked up at him.

At this moment, she was like a snow-white angel, breaking into his world with her courage.

Innocent to the point of being naive.

Bo Jingxing pressed his knees against the bed and finally stepped back and stood still on the ground.

His eyes, like a god who controls everything, looked down at the weak and helpless her... Shu Qing hugged herself with her arms, and she, half drunk and half awake, looked like an innocent fairy.

Bo Jingxing pursed his lips and took off his wet suit.

Throw it on the ground.

The shirt was pulled from the waist.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one.

He got on one knee and started pressing her down to kiss her.

Her body was trembling a little, but she faced it bravely.

Bo Jingxing knew she was drunk. The moment their lips parted, he asked her in a low voice, "Do you know who I am?"

She was at a loss.

Bo Jingxing told her, “Call me Doctor Bo."

After the kiss, his lips became more shiny and dazzling.

"Doctor Bo..."

Shu Qing was breathing slightly, and her aroused look made the man's eyes look deeper.

She was so beautiful, he wanted to give her the best experience.

I would also rather indulge her.

But, it's just indulgence.

Beneath his dark brows, there is no emotion, only desire.

The games played by adult men and women are nothing more than those little flirtatious interactions between them.

If you like it and I am willing, then that's fine.

And with the last sigh.

Everything has become the flow of water in the long river of memory.

Gurgling.

It splashed past the shore and ran off into the distance.

Two butterflies in the distance are mating and dancing in the sunshine...joyful and beautiful.