Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

Su Jingsheng pursed her lips and said softly, "I didn't."

"I just..." She paused, then gently poked his heart with her finger.

"This is painful, only you can cure it."

Bo Jinghuai took her hand and pressed it against his chest.

He asked in a low voice, "If I feel pain here too, who will treat me?"

Su Jingsheng blushed slightly, but her eyes lit up.

"Me," she whispered, leaning in to kiss his Adam's apple.

"I can cure it."

Bo Jinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he suddenly rolled over, pinning her beneath him.

Su Jingsheng gasped softly and placed her hand on his chest.

Bo Jinghuai leaned on her and looked down at her.

She lay on the dark gray sheets, her long hair loose, her cheeks flushed, like a startled fawn.

Her neckline was askew, revealing a small patch of her collarbone and neck, her skin as white as snow.

Bo Jinghuai's gaze moved downwards, finally settling on her face.

"Su Jingsheng," he said, his voice hoarse.

"This time, you're the one who provoked me."

Su Jingsheng bit her lip, then stretched out her slender white arms and wrapped them around his neck.

"Mmm." Her voice was soft, but firm.

"I'm the one who provoked them."

Bo Jinghuai's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

This kiss was deeper and fiercer.

His hand slipped under her skirt and grasped her delicate thigh.

Su Jingsheng gripped his hair tightly with her fingers.

Bo Jinghuai kissed her lips, her chin, and her tender neck.

Su Jingsheng bit her lip, suppressing her coquettish tone, but her body honestly went limp.

Just as Bo Jinghuai's hand reached under her skirt, Su Jingsheng's phone rang.

The sharp ringing of the bell shattered the idyllic atmosphere of the room.

Bo Jinghuai stopped moving.

Su Jingsheng was also stunned for a moment, then reached for her phone on the bedside table.

Two words appeared on the screen: Dad.

Su Jingsheng's face paled slightly. She bit her lip and looked at Bo Jinghuai.

Bo Jinghuai had gotten off her and was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to her.

His shirt was disheveled, his hair was messy, and his breathing was erratic, yet his back remained upright.

"catch."

Su Jingsheng took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"Feed?"

"Su Jingsheng!" came Su's father's furious voice from the other end of the phone.

"Where the hell have you been? I've already made arrangements with President Wang, where are you?"

Su Jingsheng gripped her phone tightly, but her voice remained calm, "I'm at a friend's house."

"A friend?" Mr. Su sneered. "Which friend? You get back here right now! Mr. Wang said he must see you tonight!"

Su Jingsheng bit her lip.

"I'm not going back." Her voice was soft, but firm.

"What did you say?!" Su's father's voice suddenly rose.

"Su Jingsheng, don't push your luck! Don't you know what's going on with the Su family right now?! It's your good fortune that President Wang has taken a liking to you!"

Su Jingsheng's eyes reddened, but her voice remained calm, "Then you can have the good fortune; go and keep her company yourself."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Su's father's furious voice almost pierced through the receiver.

"Su Jingsheng! You've gone too far?! You think you can get away with this by hiding?"

"Let me tell you, Boss Wang has already sent people to look for you! Once he brings you back, see how I deal with you!"

Su Jingsheng's voice remained soft, yet every word was provocative.

"dad."

"I am currently at Bo Jinghuai's house."

"Bo Jinghuai of the Bo family."

"If you want to punish me, ask him if he agrees first."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

The room was deathly silent.

Su Jingsheng wanted to cry, but couldn't. Instead, she felt a surge of satisfaction from cursing.

She secretly pinched her wrist, tears welling up in her eyes, but stubbornly refused to fall.

Bo Jinghuai turned around and looked at her.

She sat on the bed, her dress and hair disheveled, her face pale, her eyes red, like a frightened rabbit.

Bo Jinghuai looked at her for a few seconds, then reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Su Jingsheng was stunned for a moment, and then tears finally fell down her cheeks.

She buried her face in his chest and sobbed softly.

Bo Jinghuai didn't say anything, but simply put his arm around her and gently patted her back.

He only spoke after she had finished crying.

"Who is Mr. Wang?"

Su Jingsheng sniffed, her voice muffled, "An old man."

"He's over fifty and wants me to be his mistress."

Bo Jinghuai's eyes turned cold. "Did your father sell you?"

Su Jingsheng nodded, tears falling again.

"The Su family went bankrupt and owed a lot of money," she said softly. "My dad wanted to send me away to pay off the debts."

Bo Jinghuai didn't say anything, he just held her tighter.

Su Jingsheng leaned against him and whispered, "Jinghuai, will you protect me?"

Bo Jinghuai looked down at her.

She tilted her head back, looking like a pitiful kitten.

He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on her face.

"Hmm." His voice was soft, yet firm.

"No one will dare to touch you from now on."

Su Jingsheng's eyes lit up.

She leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

"Jinghuai," she whispered, "you're so kind."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a few seconds, then lowered his head and kissed her.

This kiss was very gentle.

He cupped her face in his hands and gently kissed her lips.

Su Jingsheng closed her eyes.

After the kiss ended, Bo Jinghuai pressed his forehead against hers, his voice hoarse, "Su Jingsheng, I just like your pheromones."

Su Jingsheng blinked. "Liking pheromones means liking me, there's no difference."

Bo Jinghuai then pulled open her collar and buried his head to kiss her collarbone.

He counted in his mind how many times they had kissed in 24 hours.

There are simply too many to count.

Downstairs, in a black sedan, the person sent by Boss Wang looked at the address sent by Su's father on his phone, then looked at the top-tier apartment building in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not dare to go up.

They can't afford to offend the young master of the Bo family.