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

Chapter 101 I Don't Want the Tyrant Cult, He Met Her First

There were no lights in the grove, only moonlight shining down.

Bo Jinghuai leaned against a sycamore tree and looked up when he heard footsteps.

Su Jingsheng jogged over and stopped in front of him. "Jinghuai, what brings you here?"

Bo Jinghuai put away his phone and looked at her.

The little girl wore a beige knitted cardigan over her hair, which was messy.

Under the moonlight, her small face was as white as jade, and her eyes were bright and moist.

Bo Jinghuai reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Su Jingsheng gave a soft hum, wrapped her slender arms around his waist, and pressed her face against his chest, "Jinghuai?"

Bo Jinghuai lowered his head and nuzzled the top of her head with his chin. "Mmm."

"What's wrong?" Su Jingsheng looked up at him, her small face upturned. "Did Grandpa Bo scold you?"

Bo Jinghuai smirked. "He can't insult me."

Su Jingsheng blinked. "Then why are you unhappy?"

Bo Jinghuai remained silent.

He put his arm around her waist, pulled her up a bit, and let her step onto his leather shoes.

Su Jingsheng gasped softly and quickly hugged his neck, "Jinghuai, what are you doing?"

"That way you won't have to tilt your head back so high, and you won't get tired," Bo Jinghuai said, gently stroking her waist with his hand.

Su Jingsheng thought to herself, "She's not that spoiled."

"Looking up won't tire me out."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head, took her soft lips in his mouth, and slowly sucked, gently parting her teeth and teasing her tender little breasts.

Su Jingsheng's almond-shaped eyes gradually welled up with tears.

Bo Jinghuai stepped back slightly. "Did you miss me?"

Su Jingsheng nodded, her voice soft, "I've thought about it."

Bo Jinghuai was satisfied and kissed her again, this time kissing her more deeply.

He supported her hips with one hand, lifted her up, and let her hang on him.

Su Jingsheng wrapped her legs around his waist, her slender arms tightly around his neck, and obediently tilted her head back to let him kiss her.

The moonlight shone down quietly.

The only sounds in the woods were the soft rustling of lips and teeth, and the girl's occasional soft moans.

After a long while, Bo Jinghuai finally stepped back.

Su Jingsheng leaned on his shoulder, panting softly.

Bo Jinghuai carried her to a nearby bench and sat down, letting her sit sideways on his lap.

"Did Pei Zixian bring you back today?" he asked.

Su Jingsheng nodded. "Mm."

"What did he say to you?"

"He didn't say anything," Su Jingsheng blinked. "He just asked if I was happy."

Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "What did you reply?"

"I just gave a perfunctory answer," Su Jingsheng replied obediently.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly smiled.

He lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "Good girl."

Su Jingsheng felt ticklish from his kisses and shrank her neck. "Jinghuai, what's wrong with you tonight? You're acting strange."

Bo Jinghuai did not answer.

He put his arm around her, his fingers gently tracing circles on her waist, "Su Jingsheng."

"Um?"

"From now on, no matter who asks you, you must say you're happy."

Su Jingsheng was taken aback. "Why?"

"Because if you're unhappy, I'll be unhappy," Bo Jinghuai said.

Su Jingsheng said "Oh" and whispered, "Then I'll tell you if I'm unhappy. You just need to cheer me up."

Bo Jinghuai's pent-up frustration dissipated just like that.

He hugged her tightly, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and took a breath.

This is his most frequent action.

A sip of rose fragrance followed by a nibble on her lips is more effective than any suppressant.

Su Jingsheng felt an itch as he rubbed against her neck, and gently pushed him away, "Jinghuai, don't rub there."

Bo Jinghuai looked up at her. "Where?"

Su Jingsheng pointed to the side of her neck, "It itches here."

Bo Jinghuai lowered his head, placed his lips on the spot where she was pointing, and gently kissed it.

Su Jingsheng's slender, white neck arched beautifully. "Jinghuai..."

Bo Jinghuai didn't stop, kissing her delicate neck skin, slowly moving upwards to kiss behind her ear.

Su Jingsheng's ears were sensitive and couldn't be kissed. "No."

Bo Jinghuai held her earlobe in his mouth and gently blew on it, "Don't what?"

Su Jingsheng couldn't speak, she could only lean against him and let him kiss her.

Moonlight filtered through the branches and leaves, and Alpha buried his face in her snow-white neck.

As Bo Jinghuai kissed the tyrant, he recalled his words.

"Sooner or later, I will personally teach her what it means for an Alpha and an Omega to do things together."

He thought, "I don't need him to teach me. I met her first, so I'm the one who should teach her."

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