Chapter 829: You can't make me comfortable, and don't allow others to make me comfortable?

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That's Jiang Yeqing's car.
Bo Chengcheng only glanced at it, and then sneered.
This man is really exaggerated.
Bo Chengcheng stepped on the accelerator and hurried away to his home.
But as soon as she accelerated, the luxury cars behind her also accelerated, as if they were chasing behind her on purpose.
Bo Chengcheng didn't care at all. He drove his car with care, and he didn't even hit one of the traffic lights along the way.
On the other hand, Jiang Yeqing was stopped once by the red light, and she was thrown away by her.
Bo Chengcheng returned home, throwing the key on the porch shoe cabinet, and then throwing the bag on the sofa, untied himself slowly and walked toward the master bedroom's bathroom.
In this bath, Bo Chengcheng was a little preoccupied.
Yang Dawu's voice sounded involuntarily in his head: It was good to marry him.
Everyone said so.
Grandma said so, aunt said so, even Yang Dawu said so.
They were all deceived by Jiang Yeqing.
Cheated a lot.
After Cheng Cheng took a shower, his wet hair flung on his shoulders, wearing a white coral fleece bathrobe.
As soon as I opened the bathroom door, I could smell a breath of tobacco in the room.
Bo Chengcheng frowned, not very angry: "Go outside and smoke, it makes the whole room smell of smoke, so disgusting."
Jiang Yeqing sat on the bed with a cigarette in his mouth.
His silver-grey suit was wide open, and he didn't wear a tie. The collar of his shirt was a little messy, like drinking. He had a slight alcohol on his body, and his cheeks were flushed.
Such a red color is particularly eye-catching from the ear to the center of the collarbone.
Ran Ran's pale smoke rose as if he was fascinated. The pair of peach-eyed puffy eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly there was a smile on his face when he heard this.
Jiang Yeqing stood up, caught a cigarette in his fingers, and walked slowly towards her.
Bo Chengcheng's eyes looked at him up and down, then he would bypass him and walk forward.
Jiang Yeqing stood still and spit a long smoke at her.
Just as Bo Chengcheng was about to pass him, the hand finally lifted up, firmly holding her arm.
With great strength, she dragged her almost rudely.
Bo Chengcheng was staggering at the foot, almost did not fall to death, but still reached out to hold the bathroom door frame before he could stand still.
Looking up is just overwhelming with anger and anger: "What the are you crazy about, let go!"
Jiang Yeqing didn't seem to notice that she was scolded by her, so she stepped forward and sniffed at her. Then, she dragged her arms and pulled them closer to each other.
Jiang Yeqing narrowed his eyes, seemingly smiling, "I'm so anxious to wash it? What did you do with that surnamed Yang?"
The voice was hoarse with tobacco and alcohol in his throat, and the words spoken were as bad as a thorn, and plunged into Bo Chengcheng's heart.
Bo Chengcheng smiled, with contempt in his eyes, and looked at him coldly, "Why, you can't make me comfortable, and don't allow others to make me comfortable?"
Jiang Yeqing's original appearance of Dang Er Lang was finally fully condensed, and her eyes instantly condensed, pulling her hard and pushing it onto the bed behind her.
The feeling of hanging in the air made Bo Chengcheng uncomfortable for a short time.
Like a string puppet that has been numb, he can't afford to struggle.
Bo Chengcheng closed his eyes, unbuttoned his bathrobe, and said quietly: "Come on, I want to sleep."