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

After saying that, Bo Jinghuai turned to leave, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

He looked down, one hand gripping his wrist.

That tiny hand, with slender fingers and pale pink nails, barely encircled half of his wrist when held.

Above that, a slender wrist, as white as snow, with slightly protruding wrist bones.

So delicate.

A thought inexplicably popped into his mind: his... was thicker than her wrist.

Bo Jinghuai closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind of those lewd thoughts.

When I opened my eyes again, my gaze met her face.

Su Jingsheng was looking up at him, her eyes wide open.

She is indeed beautiful.

It looks so much better than it did three years ago.

The arrogant and domineering temperament of the past is gone, replaced by a delicate and innocent charm.

Her eyes, however, have a slight upturn at the corners, giving her an unconsciously alluring look when she looks at people.

Purity and desire are mixed together.

Terrible.

Bo Jinghuai couldn't help but stare at her, looking at her again and again, unable to look away.

"Jinghuai~" Su Jingsheng said softly.

"It's so late, I'm scared to go home alone."

Bo Jinghuai didn't speak, and Su Jingsheng moved closer.

She reached out her other hand and grasped his wrist with both of her small hands, barely managing to hold it.

Su Jingsheng gently shook his wrist, acting coquettishly.

"Could you walk me home?" She looked up, her eyes glistening with tears, her lips slightly pouting.

"Would you like me to deliver it downstairs?"

Bo Jinghuai stared at her, his mind in turmoil.

On the one hand, I was a little flustered by her face and appearance.

On the other hand, reason is clamoring wildly:

This is Su Jingsheng, the Su Jingsheng who despises the poor and loves the rich, who is arrogant and haughty. She is acting pitiful now.

but……

The way she looked up at him was so sweet.

And the sweet scent of her pheromones wafted into his nose in waves.

smell good.

It smells incredibly good.

Bo Jinghuai took a deep breath.

"Let go," he said, his voice a little hoarse.

Su Jingsheng shook her head: "I won't loosen it."

She gripped it tighter.

"I won't let go unless you agree to give it to me," she said, her voice tinged with grievance.

"I'm really scared."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for several seconds.

Then, he raised his other hand and placed it on the back of her hand.

His hands were large, completely covering both of her hands, and he pulled her away from his wrists.

The movements weren't forceful, but they were resolute.

Su Jingsheng was pulled away by him, her hands hanging at her sides, her eyes instantly turning red.

It wasn't an act.

She was really in a bit of a hurry, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Her voice trembled with tears, "Do you hate me that much?"

Bo Jinghuai looked at her reddened eyes and felt a strange pang in his heart.

He looked away.

"It's not that I hate you," he said, his voice still indifferent, "it's that I don't want to have anything to do with you."

Su Jingsheng sniffed. "But I want to be involved with you."

She whispered, "I regret it, Jinghuai. It was my fault back then. I was blind."

Bo Jinghuai interrupted her: "It's useless to say these things now."

He paused, then added, "Besides, don't you like people who are rich? I'm rich now, but I don't want to be taken advantage of."

Su Jingsheng shook her head: "I didn't do it because you're rich..."

"Why is that?" Bo Jinghuai looked at her. "Because of my face? Or because I'm now the heir to the Bo family?"

Su Jingsheng opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Bo Jinghuai chuckled. "Look."

"You can't even say it yourself."

He turned to leave, but his sleeve was pulled back again.

This time I pulled very lightly.

Bo Jinghuai turned back.

Su Jingsheng lowered her head, her fingers pinching a small piece of fabric from his sleeve.

"It's because of pheromones," she whispered, her voice almost inaudible. "My pheromones only react to you."

Bo Jinghuai paused.

Su Jingsheng raised her head, her eyes red and her eyelashes wet.

"After I differentiated, I feel nauseous and want to vomit whenever other Alphas get close."

She took a small step forward, closer to him, "Only when you're near me, I don't feel uncomfortable."

Su Jingsheng's voice was incredibly soft, "My pheromones like you."

"I can't control it myself."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a long time, so long that Su Jingsheng thought he was going to refuse her again.

Then, Bo Jinghuai suddenly reached out and lifted her chin with his fingers, forcing her to raise it even higher.

"Su Jingsheng," he said, his voice low and husky, "Do you know how dangerous it is for you to say things like that?"

"How dangerous?" Su Jingsheng asked in a low voice, seemingly unafraid of death.

Bo Jinghuai didn't answer, he just stared at her.

Then he suddenly turned around and pushed open the door to the empty private room next door.

He pulled Su Jingsheng inside and closed the door behind him.

Before Su Jingsheng could react, Bo Jinghuai had already grabbed her waist, gently lifted her up, and carried her in his arms.

He helped her sit down on the table.

The table was a bit high, and when she sat on it, her feet couldn't reach the ground and could only dangle.

Bo Jinghuai took a step forward and squeezed his entire body between her legs.

He was much taller than her; even when she was sitting on the table, he had to look down at her.

Su Jingsheng tilted her head back, her eyes wide open, and looked at him.

Bo Jinghuai held the back of her head with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her lower lip, sucking it again and again.

It's so soft, even softer than he imagined.

Her sweet fragrance became even more pronounced, mingling with the warmth of her breath, and rushed into his nostrils.

Bo Jinghuai's mind was a little dizzy from the fragrance. Even though he had tasted the tender red lips, he felt like he couldn't get enough of kissing them.

With his other hand, he slid down from the back of her head, pinched her chin, and forced her to open it wider.

Su Jingsheng frowned, her eyes reddening, but she still obediently opened her little mouth and let him kiss her.

Her breasts were soft and small, and she tried to hide, but in the end, he still held her and tasted them hard again and again.

Bo Jinghuai tasted an even stronger sweetness.

He kissed her for a while before pulling away slightly.

Their breathing became erratic.

Su Jingsheng's almond-shaped eyes were hazy from his kisses, her lips were red and swollen, and she was breathing heavily with her mouth slightly open.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her, then he lowered his head, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and took a deep breath.

He felt comfortable, very comfortable.

The pheromones that had been surging all day were actually suppressed just like that.

Just a kiss and some of her * were more effective than taking suppressants.

Bo Jinghuai looked up at her and thought: I wonder how compatible they are, it should be very high.

Su Jingsheng was still panting, her face flushed, and her eyes were watery.

He straightened up, took a step back, and stepped out from between her knees.

Su Jingsheng was still sitting on the table, her dangling legs dangling slightly.

Bo Jinghuai straightened his shirt, which she had crumpled, and wiped his mouth. Looking at the girl whose almond-shaped eyes were misty from being kissed, he couldn't bring himself to do the foolish thing of leaving her behind.

"The address," he said.

Su Jingsheng looked bewildered: "...Huh?"

"Your home address," Bo Jinghuai's voice regained its coldness. "I'll take you home."

Su Jingsheng lowered her head, her fingers clutching the hem of her skirt.

"I...I don't want to go back to my own home," she said softly.

Bo Jinghuai frowned: "Then where do you want to go?"

Su Jingsheng raised her head, her eyes reddening again.

She reached out her hand to him, her voice soft and tearful: "I want to go home with you."

Bo Jinghuai stared at the small face, which was no bigger than his palm and had exquisite features, and his heart exploded.

"Su Jingsheng," he said, his voice turning cold.

"We've only just met, and you're already going home with a man?"

He took a step forward, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"How can you be so unreserved?" Bo Jinghuai stared at her.

"Have you done this with other men before? Hmm?"