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

Chapter 92 I also want to hug Jing Sheng

The sun was shining brightly on the deck.

The barbecue grill was already set up, the charcoal crackled, and the aroma of meat wafted over with the sea breeze.

Several Beta waiters, dressed in white shirts and black vests, were grilling meat with their heads down, their movements swift and efficient.

Yan Sichen lay on a deck chair under a parasol, his sunglasses pushed up to his head, chatting and laughing with an Omega girl in a pink bikini next to him.

Lu Mohan sat not far away.

Pei Zixian was also there, sitting next to the pear blossom-scented Omega girl, who was feeding him fruit with a small fork.

Pei Yutong, with her sharp eyes, spotted Su Jingsheng being carried out by Bo Jinghuai first.

"Jing Sheng!" Her eyes lit up, and she jumped up from her chair, running over. "Are you feeling better?"

Su Jingsheng nodded: "Much better."

Pei Yutong leaned closer and stared at her face: "Your complexion is still a bit pale, but you're still so beautiful, a sickly beauty."

Bo Jinghuai glanced at her and said, "Move aside, you're blocking the way."

Pei Yutong pouted and stepped aside.

Bo Jinghuai carried Su Jingsheng to the parasol, placed her in a recliner, and sat down next to her.

A waiter immediately brought over a tray with juice and warm water.

Bo Jinghuai took a glass of warm water and handed it to Su Jingsheng: "Drink this first."

Su Jingsheng took it and sipped it slowly.

Not far away, under another large parasol, Shen Qingyue sat with several familiar noble ladies.

She wore a pale yellow dress today, her long hair was down, and her makeup was exquisite.

Upon seeing Su Jingsheng, a concerned smile appeared on her face, and her voice came through gently:

"Are you feeling better, Miss Su? We were a little worried when we heard you weren't feeling well last night."

Su Jingsheng looked up and smiled politely, "I'm much better, thank you for your concern, Miss Shen."

Shen Qingyue smiled and nodded, then turned back to continue chatting with her friends without saying anything more.

The voice wasn't loud, but it was just loud enough to carry: "Grandpa Bo said he'd be coming to the concert next month."

"Really? Then Qingyue, you'd better do your best. Old Master Bo values you the most."

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Qingyue's voice was tinged with shyness. "It's just an elder's concern."

Pei Yutong leaned closer to Su Jingsheng and whispered, "Pretending."

Su Jingsheng did not respond.

Bo Jinghuai got up and walked to the barbecue grill.

The Beta waiter at the barbecue stall immediately bowed: "Young Master Bo."

"Get out of the way," Bo Jinghuai said.

The waiter quickly stepped aside.

Bo Jinghuai picked up the tongs, selected a few pieces of Wagyu beef, and placed them on the grill.

He flipped it over, sprinkled salt, and brushed on sauce; it actually looked somewhat presentable.

The surroundings gradually quieted down.

Yan Sichen took off his sunglasses, sat up, raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Mohan, who also looked over.

Pei Zixian didn't look at Bo Jinghuai, but stared at Su Jingsheng in the recliner.

Shen Qingyue's smile faded slightly.

Bo Jinghuai baked a plateful and carried it back.

He sat down next to Su Jingsheng, picked up a piece with his fork, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.

"Try it."

Su Jingsheng opened her mouth and took the piece of meat into her mouth.

The Wagyu beef was grilled to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, juicy and flavorful, with the sauce just the right amount of saltiness.

Her eyes crinkled into a smile: "Delicious."

Bo Jinghuai smiled slightly and forked another piece to feed her.

Everyone on the deck was watching.

The noble ladies exchanged glances, some with envy, others with jealousy.

Bo Jinghuai ignored the people around him and continued to feed Su Jingsheng.

After finishing one plate of meat, he went to grill another one.

This time I grilled shrimp and vegetables, and I'll continue feeding them when I get back.

Su Jingsheng ate in small bites, occasionally glancing up at him.

Pei Yutong rested her chin on her hand, leaned close to Su Jingsheng's ear, and whispered, "He spoils you so much."

Su Jingsheng blushed and remained silent.

After feeding the last shrimp, Bo Jinghuai put down the plate and took a tissue to wipe his hands.

He looked at Su Jingsheng: "Are you full?"

Su Jingsheng nodded.

Bo Jinghuai stood up, bent down and picked her up: "Let's go back to the room and rest."

Su Jingsheng wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her face on his shoulder.

Bo Jinghuai carried her towards the cabin. As they passed Shen Qingyue, she stood up and asked with a smile, "Jinghuai, there's a dance tonight, are you coming?"

Bo Jinghuai glanced at her sideways: "We'll see."

After saying that, he carried Su Jingsheng away.

Pei Yutong watched their retreating figures and muttered softly, "I also want to hug Jingsheng."

Pei Zixian glanced at her and said, "Stop fooling around."

Pei Yutong snorted and fell silent.

……

Back in the suite, Bo Jinghuai placed Su Jingsheng on the sofa.

He knelt down, took her ankle, and took off her sandals.

Su Jingsheng curled her toes and whispered, "I can do it myself."

Bo Jinghuai ignored her, took off both of her shoes, and put them aside.

He stood up, sat down beside her, pulled her into his arms, and asked, "Want to go to the dance tonight?"

Su Jingsheng nodded: "I did."