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BNDDSB Chapter 11 - If you get a 100 score, I will take off my clothes

 “... Then what if I get a 100 score?” Qiao Ting asked boldly.


“Then take a clothing off me.”


Qiao Ting’s eyes widened, her eyes flickering with surprise.


If she gets a perfect score, Bo Yun will undress?


This proposal is somehow tempting.


In other words, Bo Yun has seen her naked completely but she knew nothing about him except knowing that he is handsome and has a slender and powerful limbs.


Thinking about it, she is at loss.


If Bo Yun also undressed…


She would also know if his figure is as fit as she thinks.


Hehehe…


Qiao Ting’s mouth couldn’t help but bend upwards.


“Qiao Ting.” Bo Yun’s pretending cold voice will brought her from her dazed thoughts.


He was so clear and cold that made her scalp numb.


“Alright, alright…”


Qiao Ting pursed her embarrassed lips and pulled down the zipper around her outer vest.


Fortunately, because the weather is getting colder, she is wearing a tank top, t-shirt, woolen skirt, and thick cotton underwear. Oh, and socks. There are five pieces in total that can be taken off but Bo Yun only wears a thin sweater with jeans, there are only two pieces of clothing.


She only had to take two answers to see Bo Yun’s naked body. Hehehe…



She took off her vest and socks and she felt a little cold in her feet.


She has a cold body, and her limbs are often cold so when the weather is cold,she will definitely put on socks.


Bo Yun knew her physical condition well, so when she took off her vest, he had already moved the electric heater over, turned it to a weak heat, and the outlet was blowing in her direction.


Bo Yun’s thoughtfulness always makes Qiao Ting feel warm.


“It’s noon,” Bo Yun looked at the time on the watch and said, “I’ll go home and bring lunch so taker a break first.”


“Okay.”


As soon as she heard she could rest, Qiao Ting immediately took out her phone and stared at the messages attentively.


Bo Yun glanced at her and smiled, returned home and took the lunch his mother prepared.


On the tray, there are two bowls of white rice, a large bowl of pumpkin soup, and a plate of bacon fried cabbage and shredded bean curd.


Seeing him come in, Qiao Ting hurriedly gathered all the books on the table aside, and made room for him to set the dishes.


Qiao Ting’s desk is a Japanese-style table, and both of them are sitting on the wooden floor.


After Bo Yun put the food on the table, he put the tray on the floor to set aside.


Qiao Ting, who was already hungry, picked up her rice bowl and gave a large mouthful of white rice to her mouth.


She is still in the developing stage and an athlete so her appetite is not small, but the calories that she eats are all put into the muscles, chest and buttocks. She is not tall but petite.


She probably hasn’t grown taller since her first menarche. Even Boqian, who is one year younger, can look down at her, let alone Bo Yun, who can use her shoulders as an armrest, making her very sad.


She has tried on both the basketball and skiing team but her height refuses to go up, not even one millimeter. Every time someone asks about her height, she can only say that it’s 155 cm, which is actually 154.7.


“Rice grains.” Bo Yun pointed to her cheek.


“Oh.”


The little hand touched her face, but didn’t touch the unshakable rice grain. Bo Yun smiled, reached out and took it, and put it into his mouth.


Qiao Ting watched his intimate behaviour, wondering what kind of existence she was to Bo Yun.


He didn’t confess, she shouldn’t be considered a lover. Isn’t it said that people say that when the friend is above, the lover is not satisfied?


But she really didn’t have the courage to ask. It was better to stupid that to hear the cruel truth.


After lunch, Qiao Ting couldn’t resist the fatigue, and went to bed.


“Little pig, sleeping when full.” Bo Yun took the book and sat next to her.


“Uh hum…” Qiao Ting made a protest but after a while, he only heard a light snoring.


Bo Yun thought that she had already read the book early in the morning. For her, her mind should have been overwhelmed so he let her sleep.


He spread out the neatly folded quilt at the end of the bed, and draped it on her body.


Feeling the warmth, Qiao Ting snorted, and her body approached him unconsciously, and hooked his long leg with one foot. The right hand was at his sensitive part. He couldn’t help swallowing when he felt it, the palm of the hand changed position.

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