Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng opened the quilt and sat up on the bed with one arm.

He hooked his red lips lightly, with his arms wrapped around the girl's waist, and leaned forward cheekyly, "Lan Lan called me what to do, eh?"

Shi Qinglan widened those enchanting eyes.

She looked at the man with a little annoyance, suddenly grabbed his wrist and threw it away, pulling his wolf claws out of his nightdress.

"If you move your hands and feet, you will go back to sleep!"

The girl's voice groaned slightly, she squinted at the warning man, then lifted the quilt and slid into the bed, rolled over like a puff, and turned her back to the man in shame and annoyance.

Bo Yucheng's muffled laughter was extremely magnetic.

He swiftly rolled over to the other side of the girl, directly imprisoned her in his arms with his arm, lightly pressed her forehead and pecked her lips, "Go to sleep, don't bother you."

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled lightly, and directly raised his leg presumptuously to press on the man, rubbed his chest and closed his eyes to sleep.

Bo Yucheng greedily pecked at the center of her eyebrows, stretched and gradually descended, nose tip, cheek...

"Sleep!" Shi Qinglan suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his lips.

The man pecked her palm, and then wrapped her small hand with a big palm, and finally did not dare to continue presumptuous.

...

The next morning, Dong Xi drove away.

Bo Yucheng gradually regained consciousness, looking down at the sleeping girl in his arms, he could even smell the faint scent of cherry blossoms lingering around her, and notice her shallow breathing.

The man's eyes were a little bit indulgent, his big palm gently lifted her cheek, and a little closer to peck the girl's lips, but just a taste is not enough to satisfy him...

However, he was afraid of waking the girl, Bo Yucheng's eyes moved down, and Mo Tong gradually became deeper when he looked at the white neck.

He bowed his head and left a small fruit on the fair skin, and then he opened the quilt and leaped out of the window gently.

"Well……"

Shi Qinglan gradually woke up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, but when she opened her eyes she found that the man had left.

There was still a bit of warmth beside her, and the cold fragrance that belonged to him was lingering in the blanket, causing her red lips to bend slightly.

"Tuk tuk-"

At this moment, the bedroom door was knocked.

The servant’s voice was respectful and cautious, "Miss, have you gotten up? Breakfast is ready."

"I'm here." Shi Qinglan lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After washing, she changed her clothes, and then went downstairs to have breakfast. The place where she enjoys breakfast is in the glass flower hall. The Chinese and Western breakfasts are each prepared, and they can be bathed in sunshine.

Shi Fu looked at the girl with a smile, "Xiao Lan'er, were you still used to living at home last night?"

"Very good." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly.

Shi Fu nodded comfortably, "That's good, that's good. If anything is unsatisfactory, just tell your two brothers."

"Grandpa, don't worry." Shi Qingjue said solemnly, "I will take care of Lan'er and won't let her be wronged."

Shi Qing'an also rubbed his eyes sleepily and nodded.

Shi Qingjue looked sideways at the girl, "Is it used to Chinese breakfast or Western breakfast, coffee or milk?"

"Anything." Shi Qinglan pursed his lips and looked at the various exquisite breakfasts, "but I don't drink coffee."

Wine and coffee, these two drinks are her nemesis.

Shi Qingjue put the hot milk directly in front of her, glancing lightly, but suddenly noticed Shi Qinglan's neck...

"Lan'er, what's going on on your neck?" His long narrow eyes narrowed, and Mo pupil was a little wary.