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

After being intimate for a while, Bo Jinghuai finally released Su Jingsheng, lifted her off his waist, and pinched her tender cheeks.

"Come on, don't stay at school, come home with me."

"Um."

The two walked out of the grove.

Bo Jinghuai looked at the little girl beside him.

He suddenly felt that this kind of underground campus romance might not be so bad.

Sneaky, exciting.

Especially when he was kissing her in the woods just now, the tension of being discovered at any moment made his heart beat faster.

Bo Jinghuai twitched the corner of his mouth.

He never imagined that one day he would be like a young boy, hiding in the woods and getting intimate with people.

But it feels pretty good.

After a two-month trial period, he publicly acknowledged her, and the past was wiped clean.

……

The next morning, at the apartment.

Su Jingsheng rubbed her eyes, sat up, got out of bed barefoot, walked into the dressing room, and then froze.

The walk-in closet, which was mostly empty yesterday, is now crammed full.

The entire row on the left is filled with skirts, arranged by color shades, from moon white, misty pink, light blue to light purple, numbering in the hundreds.

On the right is an accessories cabinet, with three glass drawers filled with necklaces, earrings and hair clips.

The top few necklaces are particularly eye-catching, with diamonds cut extremely finely and delicately, refracting tiny sparkles in the morning light.

Su Jingsheng blinked and opened one of the drawers.

Inside lay a snowflake-shaped necklace. Unlike the last one, this one had a rare light blue main diamond, surrounded by a ring of smaller diamonds, and a very thin chain.

She stretched out her finger and touched it gently.

Cool and translucent.

"like?"

A deep voice came from the doorway.

Su Jingsheng turned her head and saw Bo Jinghuai leaning against the door frame.

He had just finished boxing and was wearing a black sports vest and shorts.

His arms and legs have smooth muscles, and he exudes hormones.

Su Jingsheng blushed slightly and asked softly, "Jinghuai, did you buy all of these?"

"Hmm." Bo Jinghuai walked in and casually picked up a misty pink dress to look at it.

"I had it delivered last night."

Su Jingsheng looked at the room full of clothes. "But there are just too many."

Bo Jinghuai hung the skirt back up and turned to look at her.

The little girl was wearing a milky white nightgown with pitifully thin shoulder straps that hung on her snow-white shoulders.

Her slender, white legs stood straight, her ankles delicate.

Her long hair was a little messy, with a few strands sticking up, and her almond-shaped eyes still held the dazed look of someone who had just woken up.

Bo Jinghuai walked over, put his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Is it a lot?" He lowered his head and brushed his nose against the top of her head. "I think it's alright."

Su Jingsheng pressed her slender arm against his chest, "This is not just okay, this is enough to wear for several months."

"Then change your outfit every day," Bo Jinghuai said.

"If I'm willing to buy it, you have to wear it for me."

He paused, then added, "We can't have the same thing every day."

Su Jingsheng looked up at him with her small face, "Why?"

Bo Jinghuai stared at her puzzled expression and suddenly smiled.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. "Because I want to dress up my little figurines nicely."

The little girl grumbled, "I'm not a figurine."

"You are." Bo Jinghuai kissed her again, this time on the corner of her mouth.

"She's so delicate and soft, she moans as soon as you touch her."

Su Jingsheng pursed her lips and remained silent.

Bo Jinghuai put his arm around her, resting his chin on the top of her head, "Go pick one out to wear today."

Su Jingsheng stepped out of his embrace, walked over to the dresses, looked at them, and finally chose a light blue dress.

The dress features a square neckline, exquisite embroidery on the cuffs and hem, and is made of a light and soft fabric.

She turned to go to the bathroom to change, but Bo Jinghuai grabbed her wrist. "Change here."

Su Jingsheng was taken aback. "But you're here."

"What's wrong with me being here?" Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "What part of your body haven't I seen?"

Su Jingsheng's face flushed. "That's different."

"What's different?" Bo Jinghuai released his grip, leaned back against the wardrobe, crossed his arms, and looked at her. "Change it."

Su Jingsheng hesitated for a moment, then turned her back, pinched the shoulder strap of her nightgown with her fingers, and slowly pulled it down.

The milky white silk slipped from her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white back. Her spine was slender, her waist was deeply sunken, and below that, a firm, curvaceous silhouette.

Bo Jinghuai's eyes darkened.

He looked at that slender waist and remembered how he could wrap his arm around it with one hand last night in the woods.

Su Jingsheng quickly put on the dress. The zipper was on the back, and she reached for it several times but couldn't zip it up.

Bo Jinghuai walked over. "Turn around."

Su Jingsheng obediently turned around.

Bo Jinghuai pinched the zipper head and slowly pulled it upwards.

After dressing the little girl in her dress, he took out the snowflake necklace from the accessories cabinet and walked up to her.

"Lower your head."

Su Jingsheng lowered her head.

Bo Jinghuai put the necklace around her neck, the cool diamonds pressing against the skin between her collarbones.

He fastened his clasp, stepped back, and looked her up and down.

The light blue dress accentuated her snow-white skin, and the snowflake necklace shimmered with tiny lights between her collarbones.

With long hair cascading over her shoulders and slightly curled ends, she resembled a delicate little princess.

"It's alright," Bo Jinghuai said.

Su Jingsheng blinked. "It's just okay?"

Bo Jinghuai reached out and pinched her delicate cheek. "Very pretty."

"Remember to message me after class."

"it is good."

……

When Su Jingsheng arrived at the classroom, there were still ten minutes before class started.

She sat down in her usual spot by the window, and just as she took out her sheet music, someone sat down next to her.

It's Zhao Mengyan.

Su Jingsheng turned to look at her.

Zhao Mengyan wore a pale yellow dress today, with exquisite makeup, but her eyes were somewhat evasive.

She stared at Su Jingsheng for a few seconds, her gaze falling on the snowflake necklace around her neck, her pupils contracting slightly.

Zhao Mengyan spoke, her voice a little dry, "Is this dress a new early spring design from C&C?"

Su Jingsheng looked down and said, "I think so."

Zhao Mengyan twitched the corner of her mouth. "From C-family, one dress is enough for a middle-class family to live on for a year."

She paused, then her gaze shifted to the snowflake necklace. "Is this the Winter Snow necklace from last month's jewelry auction?"

Su Jingsheng touched the necklace. "This? Maybe."

Looking at her bewildered expression, Zhao Mengyan felt a pang of sadness welling up inside her.

Of course she knew, but Su Jingsheng didn't.

Because she seemed to have no idea what it was all about luxury goods.

But some people were willing to present these things to her.

Zhao Mengyan recalled the auction brochure from last month.

Her mother is a jewelry collector, so she brought it home specifically to show it to her.

That winter snow necklace was the final item in the auction, with a starting price in the seven figures, and there was only one of its kind.

Later, I heard that it had caught the eye of a big shot, and the auction was immediately taken down, without even giving him a chance to bid.

At the time, it caused quite a stir among Beijing's socialite circles, with people speculating about who had made such a large donation.

Now, seeing this necklace on Su Jingsheng's neck, Zhao Mengyan suddenly understood.

That important figure was Bo Jinghuai.

Only the Bo family could get the auction house to withdraw the bid directly, without even bothering with formalities.