Bo Anqi lowered his head and saved the number in his mobile phone. He hesitated for a long time and didn't know what notes to give. Finally, he simply lost "c".

She was lying on the big bed in the hotel. There was still an undispersed warmth on the other side of the bed, and there was also another woman's fragrance by the pillow. Bo Anqi looked at the ceiling, why did that face appear in his mind again?

If the man surnamed Cheng was deliberately flirting with her, she admitted that the other party had flirted with her very successfully. The last time she left without saying goodbye and the mobile phone number left in the bathroom this time, they all successfully aroused Bo Anqi's curiosity.

I want to get close to each other.

Bo Anqi took out his mobile phone and the address book interface again, and the numbers were lying there quietly. She stared at the eleven numbers in a daze, and had no intention of dialing them in, but she saved the numbers again. Bo Anqi herself didn't understand what she was doing? Do you want to continue playing with her?

The other party left him these numbers, which obviously meant to contact him again, but Bo Anqi was unhappy with Cheng Yuji's attitude, and seemed to be sure that he would lower his posture to find her first.

Perhaps it was because of this mentality that Bo Anqi felt angry.

They were just playing games, so Bo Anqi was even more reluctant to be the one who took the initiative first, and he was unwilling to let Cheng Yuji succeed, as if she was playing around with her. Cheng Yuji wanted her to call her on the phone, but she was not taking the initiative.

To be fair, having a night of love with Mr. Cheng, it feels great to occasionally stimulate some freshness. But Bo Anqi did not plan to sleep with a woman for a long time.

Bo Anqi threw his phone aside, not looking at the string of numbers. When he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the details they had just turned around on the bed, like playing a movie.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Bo Anqi changed his clothes and left 3902.

In the next three days, Bo Anqi did not contact Cheng Yuji, thinking that this would slowly forget those two nights. But the more she thought about it, the more likely she would think of Cheng Yuji.

Cheng Yuji did not take the initiative to contact her. After that night, it seemed that nothing happened.

Bo Anqi understood that although she did not give Cheng Yuji contact information, if Cheng Yuji really cared about her, it would be a relaxing thing to get her contact information. Bo Anqi felt that her intuition was inaccurate for the first time, and she thought that Cheng Yuji wanted to fuck her, but she ended up getting halfway and losing the following...

Why do you think of that person again? Bo Anqi was upset and filled with various thoughts. At this moment, Mr. Cheng didn't know which woman he was busy coaxing to bed. I'm afraid that his surname was, Mr. Cheng could no longer match his number.

With this thought that flashed by, Bo Anqi felt that he had been crazy recently, and that everything was with him.

"San'er, what are you eating?" In the restaurant, Su Moyan and Mingman sat opposite Bo Anqi, placing the order carefully.

Mingman looked up and didn't answer the question. He looked depressed. Those who didn't know thought that Miss Bo was heartbroken. Under the table, Su Moyan gently kicked Bo Anqi, "Anqi, what do you want to eat?"

"Oh..." Bo Anqi then came back to his senses and replied perfunctorily, "Whatever, I have no appetite."

"I always feel that you are a little out of shape recently..." Mingman has a very strong ability to observe clues, and he can always notice a little bit of trouble.

Bo Anqi refuted Mingman in a listless tone, "I'm in good condition."

Since Bo Anqi told them last time that she was sleepy by a woman, she looked depressed. Mingman would inevitably think about this. She asked Bo Anqi about gossip, "Hey, San'er, tell us, what's wrong with you and the peach blossom last time?"

"What peach blossom?" Bo Anqi frowned and pretended to be stupid.

"It's the woman who slept with you twice." Su Mo Yanyun added lightly. She talked to Mingman about this and joked with Bo Anqi because Bo Anqi looked enjoyable when he described it to them at that time.

"Can that be called peach blossom? If you don't comfort me, you won't comfort me, they all look like watching the fun." Bo Anqi drank half a glass of water in a muffled manner, and muttered, "...what can I have with her?"

"I feel wronged when I mention this." Su Moyan remembered the misunderstanding with Yu Yao because of this incident, and even confronted Yu Yao in a fierce manner. It was so embarrassing to think about it. Su Moyan held his forehead, "Because of you, I was almost eaten by the female devil."

Mingman laughed loudly, rubbed Su Moyan with his shoulders, and shook his eyes at her, "Yanyan, be careful, don't let the female devil take the bed to eat."

Bo Anqi gave Mingman a blank look. It was really a plastic sisterly relationship for more than ten years. When he could take advantage of the situation, he would never show mercy. Every word was insincere, but today she was not in the mood to bicker with Mingman.

Su Moyan's beautiful face flashed through Yu Yao's cold and abstinent face. He followed Mingman's words and joked, "If you really get to bed, it's not sure whoever eats it."

Mingman: "Tsk tsk tsk, you can, you dare to fight the female devil's idea~"

Su Moyan and Mingman were having a happy chat, and Bo Anqi suddenly said, "Are you two straight women talking about having sex with a woman? Are you here to make fun of it?"

"It seems like you are... it's true. San'er has had experience but it's different." Ming Man winked at Su Moyan, "Right, Yanyan."

"Don't mess with her." Su Mo smiled, and if he continued, he was afraid that Miss Bo would be furious in the next second.

Before Bo Anqi could fight back, she received a strange call from her phone. She picked up her phone as soon as possible, stared at the string of numbers for several seconds before sending it to her ear to answer, without saying a word.

Hold your breath and listen to the sound.

A nice female voice sounded from the other end of the phone, but it was a little different from what Bo Anqi expected. He only heard the other party say, "Hello, do you need to know..."

Bo Saner's expression gradually dimmed.

When Bo Anqi hung up the phone, Mingman asked curiously, "Whose phone number? When you answer the phone, your eyes were lit up."

Bo Anqi's face was cold and he squeezed out four words from his mouth with depression, "Local - production - promotion - sales."

Whenever a strange phone call comes in these days, Bo Anqi always wonders if it is his surname Cheng? Although she is trying hard to tell her that the probability is almost zero, she still can't help but think about it in this regard.

Bo Anqi looked at the address book interface on his mobile phone again. During this period, he read the numbers every day and had to memorize them.

If she had really decided to not interact with Cheng Yuji, Bo Anqi would have deleted the number. On the other hand, Miss Bo was reluctant to delete the number, which means that she would take the initiative to dial in, and now she is just one day...

It’s not just Bo Anqi who thinks about the other party.

Cheng Yuji worked in another place for five days and did not receive a call from Bo Anqi. His mobile phone number was left in such a conspicuous position, and there was no reason not to see it. There were only two reasons why Bo Anqi did not contact her, one was that he did not want to contact her, and the other was that he could not put down his airs and refused to contact her on his own initiative.

Cheng Yuji hoped it was the latter, and according to Miss Bo's personality, Cheng Yuji also felt that it was more likely to be the latter.

It was like in a hotel, Bo Anqi said that he was not interested, but he was still sweating profusely in bed.

Just after finishing work, Cheng Yuji called the secretary and said, "Help me change the ticket to Ningcheng this afternoon..."

Seeing that the boss had arranged the itinerary too slowly, the secretary reminded me, "Mr. Cheng, don't you take a break, are you going back tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!