Out of control and sinking

He speaks with a sarcastic tone.

She even said she wasn't jealous.

Bo Ye looked at the woman in front of him who was saying one thing but meaning another, took the cigarette from his mouth with his fingertips, and shook it a few times in the ashtray: "I'll teach you a way."

Jiang Ruan looked over: "What method?"

"Go to the bathroom and look in the mirror."

Jiang Ruan exclaimed, "What do you mean?"

Bo Ye smiled and teased her, "Don't you know what kind of woman I, Bo Ye, like?"

"Just look in the mirror and you'll know."

Jiang Ruan was speechless. She blinked her round eyes and it took her a while to react.

She suddenly looked up and met Bo Ye's dark and deep eyes. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was so ambiguous it was almost palpable.

bathroom.

Jiang Ruan was dragged here by Bo Ye.

I had to grab and pull her, but thankfully she wasn't wearing high heels, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to keep up with her pace at all.

The restrooms here are all individual stalls, not separated by gender. As for why...

Sigh, anyone who's been there knows.

There was no one around at the moment, so Bo Ye casually pushed open a door and forced Jiang Ruan inside.

As soon as the door closed, Jiang Ruan was pressed against the door by his back, and then his hot, thin lips lowered to kiss her.

"Well."

The smell of smoke and alcohol filled Jiang Ruan's lips, and the sweet red wine overwhelmed her senses, while Bo Ye held her waist with one hand.

The door panel made a banging sound.

"How did you find this place?" The quiet surroundings made Bo Ye's voice sound even hoarse; he had been drinking all afternoon and all night, and his throat was ruined.

Jiang Ruan listened and felt that he was particularly wild and masculine.

She whispered, "Chen Nan told me."

“I called you but you didn’t answer, and I texted you but you didn’t reply. I was afraid something had happened to you, so I called him and he said you were here.”

"Then I came over to take a look."

Without saying that, Bo Ye picked her up in his arms.

Jiang Ruan screamed in fright and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him like a kangaroo.

It would make it easier for Bo Ye to kiss her.

His kiss was domineering and forceful, yet it also carried an invisible tenderness.

She habitually followed his rhythm.

Jiang Ruan's breathing was unsteady: "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Bo Ye: "No."

"Chen Nan said you didn't go back after leaving the company this afternoon."

"Have you been drinking here the whole time?"

Bo Ye replied, "Mm."

But I just found her long-winded.

Jiang Ruan wanted to ask something, but before she could speak, Bo Ye covered her mouth.

He bit her lip: "Shut up."

"We'll talk about it after we finish it."

Jiang Ruan glared at her: "No, I didn't bring that. Did you bring it?"

What if I get pregnant?

When asked this question, Bo Ye immediately sobered up.

The man's face instantly darkened.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, took a long, slow breath, and said through gritted teeth, "No."

Jiang Ruan chuckled: "Looks like that won't work, Mr. Bo."

She spoke very softly, close to his ear.

What if I get pregnant?

"Abortion is very harmful to the body."

Bo Ye said bluntly, "Then we won't fight."

Jiang Ruan asked in surprise, "How can that be? If you don't want me to have the abortion, do you want me to give birth to it?"

I just thought he was drunk.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a thing.

He used to dislike children completely.

Bo Ye's eyes were dark, and it was unclear whether he was sober or half-drunk. He said, "Yes, give birth to it."

Jiang Ruan: "No, it won't work. We have no official status or recognition."

"Do you want him to be an illegitimate child?"

These words pierced Bo Ye's heart.

He felt a moment of suffocation, his brows furrowed, and his head throbbed with pain.

Jiang Ruan was startled: "Bo Ye, what's wrong with you?" Bo Ye bit his lip tightly, enduring the discomfort, and it took him a while to recover. There were some deep marks on his lips.

He took a breath and said, "No, it won't."

“He won’t be without a name or status, nor will he be an illegitimate child who can’t be brought into the light.”

Bo Ye stared at her and said very seriously.

He said, "He is my legitimate child, Bo Ye's child, and he is my and your bloodline."

He will be pampered.

It was given by him, and it was given by her.

He will grow up surrounded by love, not hatred and indifference.

Perhaps due to overwhelming emotions, Bo Ye felt his eyes getting hot, and he couldn't control himself.

A single tear slid down his cheek.

It landed right on Jiang Ruan's face.

She was stunned by the heat, and as she raised her hand to touch the tears on her face, she asked anxiously, "Bo Ye, why are you crying?"
She didn't say the last two words.

For his own pride.

Bo Ye felt ashamed, so he lowered his head and buried his face in her shoulder, mischievously wiping his tears on her skirt.

Jiang Ruan didn't move, letting him rub against her.

She patted his back gently with her arm around his neck, coaxing him, "It's okay, don't be sad."

"You are Bo Ye, after all."

"Nothing can defeat you."

Her soft little hand gently patted his back, soothing him. Her tone was gentle and proud: "The Bo Ye I know is an all-powerful man in the world, the god I worship."

These words made Bo Ye laugh.

The man's shoulders trembled, and when he looked up again, there wasn't a trace of tears on his face.

It was as if he wasn't the one who had just been crying.

His eyes weren't even red.

"Really?" he asked.

Jiang Ruan nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

He licked his thin lips and said in a roguish tone, "But right now, the god you worship only wants to sleep with you."

Jiang Ruan blushed and, feeling soft-hearted, suggested, "Then let's go home?"

Bo Ye's heart raced again at the word "home." He hugged her and said, "Okay."

Bo Ye carried Jiang Ruan out of the bathroom.

Since Jiang Ruan's clothes were still in the booth, she went back again.

Jiang Ruan asked him to put her down, saying there were so many people around and she felt embarrassed.

But Bo Ye insisted on holding her.

Si Chen and Feng Meiling have returned.

Hearing that Jiang Ruan had arrived, and now seeing Bo Ye carrying her back, they couldn't help but tease, "Oh my, Bo-ge and sister-in-law, you two are so lovey-dovey!"

Jiang Ruan's face turned bright red: "Meiling, Si Chen."

Bo Ye supported her with one hand, picked up his coat from the sofa with the other, and said to them, "I'm leaving now."

"The bill will be deducted from my card."

Si Chen agreed: "Okay."

He shouted at them, "Brother Bo and sister-in-law, keep it up! Try to let me hold my nephew soon!"

Bo Ye stopped and replied, "Okay."

Si Chen and Feng Meiling were dumbfounded.

I don't even know how to continue the story after that.

They were left to their own devices.

Once they were out of sight, Si Chen stroked his chin and said, "Something's up."

"Looks like Brother Bo wants to have a baby?"

Feng Meiling raised her hand and slapped him: "What do you mean, Brother Bo gave birth? Even if he did, it would be Sister-in-law who gave birth."

"How could Brother Bo, a grown man, possibly have a child?"

Si Chen scratched his head, looking aggrieved: "I know, that's exactly what I meant."

"Then they definitely have to have the baby together."

Feng Meiling: "Don't explain, it's your fault."

"Your Chinese language skills were taught by the PE teacher, right?"

Si Chen: "..."

Jiang Ruan buried her face in Bo Ye's neck, too ashamed to lift it.

Jiang Ruan didn't look up until they left the club and he carried her into the car.

The entire face that came into Bo Ye's view was bright red, like an apple.

Bo Ye chuckled and pinched her cheek: "Are you that thin-skinned?"