Chapter 372: It's my fault to provoke you, let me go ... Okay?

Suddenly, weeping helplessly, making a crying cry, calling the man holding himself: "Bo Hancheng ..."
Wen Yan, Bo Hancheng bowed her head to kiss her forehead, responding with pity: "I am, I have been."
But he didn't want to. The girl reached out and grabbed his chest shirt, still crying: "You let me go!"
Slightly stiff, Bo Hancheng circled Luo Zheng tightly and did not respond for a moment.
However, the girl was still uncompromising, reaching for the man's neck and pulling it down desperately to her lips.
Followed by again, Luo Zheng's lips joined together, her tears were hung with crystal tears, and the words spit out: "Bo Hancheng, I'm so tired, so tired and tired, I admit, I shouldn't provoke you! It was me It ’s wrong, I really regret it now, you let me go ... OK? "
Bo Hancheng's heart suffocated, causing dense pain, as if the needle tip was stuck.
So, his arms repeated tightly, as if encircling the girl like this, she could make her belong to herself!
Luo Zheng's eyes closed slowly, only his voice became lighter and weaker: "Please, please ... let me go ... I was wrong ... let me go ..."
Gradually, there was no more sound, as if really involved, the girl fell asleep slowly.
Only the man looked down at her and looked at her for a long time.
Eventually, I kissed the girl's lips and uttered a soft voice without fail: "Luo Zheng, you repeatedly provoke me, and now you want to regret it? Late! I want you to let me go unless you ..."

Wake up again, the time is already afternoon.
Luo Zheng sat up and looked around, in the lounge among the boxes.
Slowly, she realized that she didn't have any energy. Luo Zheng held her body for a while, but hadn't walked out of the room yet.
"Click-"
The door of the room opened, and several waitresses came in, carrying a series of clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, and so on.
"Miss Luo, Mr. Bo told you to dress up for you if you wake up."
The waitress spoke respectfully, and then waited for Luo Zheng to respond.
"Go out--"
Luo Zheng frowned, impatiently catching people.
"This……"
The waiter was embarrassed and wanted to persuade again: "Miss Luo, Mr. Bo ..."
"Snapped--"
"Go out!"
Luo Zheng picked up the water cup and fell heavily on the ground, catching people coldly.
For a time, several waitresses could only look at each other, and then put down their things and went out to report to Bo Hancheng.
Silence returned to the room, and Luo Zheng went to the window.
No matter what Bo Hancheng meant, she didn't want to cooperate at all, but she was totally repulsive.
Soon, the door opened again.
Luo Zheng's eyes dimmed, glanced back at random, and faced the man who came in.
Bo Hancheng was carrying porridge, still holding a bottle of medicine, and said lightly: "When you wake up you lose your temper, eh?"
At the same time, he put down his hand, put on a new dress, and went to Luo Zheng: "Obey, change."
Luo Zheng turned around, glanced at the clothes on the man's hand, and took it with ease.
Then, go to the table.
First, the skirt was rubbed into a ball, and it was thrown heavily on the ground, followed by the bowl of porridge, all poured on the skirt.
"Uh-"
Then again, the bowl was broken severely.
From beginning to end, Bo Hancheng calmly watched the girl finish these things, as if the elders looked at the disobedient child, there was no wave.
"It seems that you don't like this one, I will send it again."
At the end of the day, the man said indifferently.
Then, he went to the girl and poured out a few pills, then poured a glass of water: "Eat the pills."