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n220 I want to marry you

nSu also looked down at her own legs, and then slowly looked out of the window. Her eyes instantly narrowed into slits.

nCar lights could be seen faintly outside the window.

nBo Yunli’s car was parked under his window?

nPeeping?

nPerverted?

nBut there were curtains after all, so he shouldn’t be able to see clearly, right?

nJust as she was thinking, he sent her another WeChat message.

n treasure bowl: dry your hair before sleeping.

nF * ck, you can even see that my hair is only half-dry?

nTwo minutes later.

nAnother message.

n treasure basin: find some time to change the curtains. It’s too transparent and unsafe.

nSU’s mouth twitched.

nWhat kind of hobby is it to complain while looking at the curtains?

nShe thought for a moment and sent a voice message.”Wait for me.”

nAfter sending the message, she stood up and slowly walked to the window.

nAt this moment, Bo Yunli, who was in the car, saw the girl’s figure becoming clearer and clearer. His Adam’s apple unconsciously jumped.

nHe leaned back in his chair and changed his sitting position with his legs crossed.

nShe’s not going to pull open the curtains, right Yingluo?

nShe wasn’t wearing enough.

nEven though there was no one else around.

nAfter hesitating for a second, he still replied with a voice message, ” “Alright,” he said.

nHe missed her.

nHis voice was very unique, low and deep, mixed with a sense of ease, and there was an indescribable sense of abstinence.

nHowever, it still did not change the perverted image that was deeply rooted in su ye’s heart.

nBo Yunli looked towards the window.

nAfter a long while, the curtains did not open. Instead, the slit in the middle of the curtains moved. The girl stretched out her beautiful hand and raised a finger at him.

nOf course, it was not the thumb.

nBo Yunli chuckled and cursed.

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nThat night, Bo Yunli had a dream.

nIn the hazy night, the little girl stood by the window and finally pulled open the curtains.

nA white light came out of nowhere and shone through the window, illuminating her.

nHer hair was half-dry, and the loose white t-shirt barely covered her thighs.

nThe scene in the dream was very clear. Her collarbones were slender and had a thin and fragile feeling. Her white jade-like legs seemed to be still surrounded by mist. They were wrapped in the fragrance of the after-shower, and they casually seduced people.

nThe dream was a little out of control.

nHe couldn’t help but enter the little girl’s room and pull up her t-shirt that couldn’t cover anything.

nInside, there were pink leopard prints.

nThe little girl was still so direct.

n“Do you want to sleep with me?” she asked.

nHe squeezed her against the window and replied,”I want to marry you.” &Nbsp;

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nWhen he woke up the next day, it was a little late. Bo Yunli came out of the shower and stood by the sink in the bedroom. He applied a second layer of hand wash on his palms.

nAfter he was done, he pulled out a few tissues and wiped his fingers seriously until there was not a drop of water on them.

nHe held the sink with one hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows with the other. After a long while, he glanced at the mirror.

nHis eyes were pretty, but they were cold.

nHe was obviously a heartless man, but after meeting someone, he was timid.

nHe put on his clothes meticulously, put on his thin glasses slowly, and turned to leave.

nLu Wenbin was already waiting in the living room.

nThere were new documents from continent S.

nShe had thought that the president had slept a little more today and would be in good spirits, but when she saw the president, she realized that there was a layer of light blue under the president’s eyes.

nWhy did it seem a little excessive?

nBo Yunli didn’t go to the office immediately. He sat on the sofa first, took the documents, and flipped through them.

nBo Zhan passed by the living room and looked at his handsome grandson with satisfaction. Just as he was about to leave, he retreated for a while.

nHe also felt that the Marshal sun’s expression today was a little indescribable.

nAs someone who had been through this, he sat beside Bo Yunli and pretended to chat casually, ” “Yunli, how far have you progressed with ye Zhenzhen?”

nBo Yunli’s hand that was holding the document froze.

nWhy did she have to ask him this question after he had such a dream?

n“Is that it?” Bo Zhan asked when he did not speak.

nBo Yunli raised his eyes to look at him and saw that his grandfather was pouting like a goldfish that was lacking oxygen.

nKissing was only indirect, the kind that drank the same glass of water.

nOf course, he wouldn’t say it.

nBo Yunli was silent for two seconds, then looked at Lu Wenbin, who was trying to hold back his laughter.”You can go and make something else later.”

nLu Wenbin’s smile disappeared. sure, President. What’s the order? ”

nLast time, it was a school uniform for miss su.

nBo Yunli spat out two clear words.”The curtain.”

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