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

Su Jingsheng said softly, "I just want you to teach me."

Bo Jinghuai was taken aback.

The little girl leaned forward, pressed her face against his chest, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"You're so busy all the time, besides teaching, you also have to manage the company."

"I just want to find an excuse to get you to spend more time with me."

She looked up at him. "I know this isn't good, please don't be angry, okay?"

Bo Jinghuai looked at the little girl lying on top of him.

Her cheeks were fair and delicate, her eyelashes were long and curled, and her lips were slightly pursed, giving her a pitiful look.

The anger he felt dissipated immediately.

But we can't let her off so easily on the surface.

Bo Jinghuai said sternly, "Su Jingsheng, you've gone too far this time."

The little girl nodded quickly, "I know I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have lied to you," Su Jingsheng said softly.

Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "Anything else?"

Su Jingsheng blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "I shouldn't have let you learn music theory for nothing."

"besides."

She pursed her lips, her voice even softer, "I shouldn't have seen you staying up all night in the study and secretly laughing."

Bo Jinghuai laughed in exasperation, "You dare to laugh secretly?"

Su Jingsheng quickly shook her head, "No, no, I wasn't laughing."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out, pulled her over, and made her sit on his lap.

Su Jingsheng let out a soft cry and wrapped her slender white arms around his neck.

Bo Jinghuai put his arm around her waist and said in a low voice, "Su Jingsheng, if you dare to lie to me again—"

"I won't do it again," Su Jingsheng said immediately, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.

"I won't lie to you anymore."

Bo Jinghuai choked on his kiss.

He turned his face away, "Speak properly, don't give me that crap."

Su Jingsheng kissed him again, "Jinghuai, don't be angry anymore."

Bo Jinghuai remained silent.

Su Jingsheng thought for a moment, then got off his lap and ran to the kitchen.

After a while, she came back carrying a small plate.

There were several pieces of cut fruit on the plate. She used a fork to pick up a strawberry and offered it to Bo Jinghuai's lips.

"Jinghuai, have some fruit."

Bo Jinghuai lowered his eyes, looking at the bright red strawberry and then at the little girl's expectant eyes.

He opened his mouth and bit into the strawberry.

Su Jingsheng's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Is it sweet?"

Bo Jinghuai hummed in agreement.

Su Jingsheng forked another piece of mango and fed it to him.

Bo Jinghuai ate, then reached out and grasped her wrist. "Alright, I'll eat by myself."

Su Jingsheng put the plate on the table and sat back down on his lap.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face against his chest, "Jinghuai, you're not angry anymore, are you?"

Bo Jinghuai put his arm around her waist and gently tapped her back with his finger.

"I'll let it go this time," he said calmly. "If you lie to me again next time, see how I deal with you."

Su Jingsheng nodded quickly, "Mhm."

Looking at her obedient appearance, Bo Jinghuai's heart melted.

But then he thought that it was so unlike his usual style to be coaxed by her every time.

He is Bo Jinghuai, the heir of the Bo family. When did he become so easy to talk to?

Bo Jinghuai cleared his throat and put on a stern face.

"However, this matter cannot be left like this."

Su Jingsheng looked up at him, her expression aggrieved, "Then what else do you want?"

Bo Jinghuai looked into her watery eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"punish."

Su Jingsheng blinked. "What punishment?"

Bo Jinghuai lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice, "Tonight, I want to use a drug, to temporarily mark you."

Su Jingsheng blushed and whispered, "Didn't you say you'd be gentler next time? Biting my neck hurts so much."

"That's normal," Bo Jinghuai whispered in her ear. "This is punishment."

The little girl thought for a moment, and finally nodded, "Then you can't be too fierce."

Bo Jinghuai chuckled softly, "It depends on my mood."

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, only a dim wall lamp was turned on in the master bedroom of the apartment.

Su Jingsheng came out after taking a shower, wearing that milky white spaghetti strap nightgown.

She walked barefoot to the bedside, where Bo Jinghuai was leaning against the headboard watching a tablet.

He looked up when he heard the noise.

The little girl stood by the bed, her skin flushed a light pink from the steaming hot water, her collarbone and neck lines delicate and fair.

Bo Jinghuai put down his tablet, patted the bed next to him, and said, "Come here."

Su Jingsheng pursed her lips, climbed up, and sat down next to him.

Bo Jinghuai reached out, grasped her wrist, and pulled her closer.

"Do you remember the punishment we discussed this morning?" he asked in a low voice.

Su Jingsheng nodded and whispered, "I remember."

Bo Jinghuai gently stroked the patch on the back of her neck with his fingers.

He then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Su Jingsheng's body went limp.

After kissing for a while, Bo Jinghuai pulled back a little and said, "Lie down properly."

Su Jingsheng's eyelashes trembled, and she obediently turned around, lying face down on the pillow, exposing her neck.

Bo Jinghuai sat behind her, reached out, and gently unzipped the back of her nightgown.

The fabric slid down, revealing a large expanse of snow-white back.

Her spine was slender, her waist dimples were deep, and her skin was so tender it looked like you could squeeze water out of it.

Bo Jinghuai leaned down and gently kissed the bandage on the back of her neck.

The little girl was too afraid to speak, "Jing Huai."

"Don't move." Bo Jinghuai's voice was hoarse.

He tore off the patch.

The sweet scent of roses instantly filled the air, making one's head spin.

Bo Jinghuai lowered his head and pressed his lips to the back of her neck.

Su Jingsheng gripped the bedsheet tightly with her fingers, and could feel him subtly...

"Jinghuai." The little girl's voice was choked with sobs, thin and weak.

Bo Jinghuai didn't respond. He opened his mouth and kissed that fair and tender spot.

The little girl started crying loudly.

The scent of cedar began to permeate the air, cold and domineering, enveloping her entirely.

"Ugh." Su Jingsheng couldn't help but sob. The coldness of the cedar wood enveloped her tightly, and her delicate body couldn't withstand the top-grade cedar wood.

Bo Jinghuai's breathing became muddled; the highly compatible Omega pheromones were an extreme temptation for him, driven by instinct.

He used some force.

Su Jingsheng gasped, tears instantly streaming down her face. "It hurts, Jinghuai, it hurts so much."