Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng stood in the shadow of the sword in the cold as before, beside his shiny new leather shoes, there was a pool of sticky blood.

But the man showed a bit of elegance and nobility in the blood, as if the scene of death in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he was just a handsome and handsome son who was out of place.

"Dirty." Bo Yucheng lifted his lips and uttered a word.

He frowned without a trace, then turned around and stepped away from his slender legs, stepped on the blood stains and left Chuanyang Temple.

Take off the **** black windbreaker...

Bo Yucheng flung him away, his white shirt and black trousers adorn his long figure, making him more elegant and expensive, and his gestures were like a gentleman.

Who would have thought that he had just walked over countless corpses.

...

Qinglan Water Pavilion.

The warm and soft light of the early morning spilled into the bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows and spread softly on the soft big bed.

Shi Qinglan slept sideways, her soft, boneless hand gently squeezed into an empty fist, her sleeping face was delicate, peaceful and peaceful.

She was gradually awakened by the sun, her eyelashes trembling slightly curled up, and she rubbed her side subconsciously like a baby, but suddenly realized that the person in the bed seemed to be missing.

The girl opened her eyes immediately, "A Cheng?"

She turned over and sat up and scanned the empty bedroom. She did not see the man, and there was almost no residual warmth in the bed.

But the slightly pleated sheets on his side and the familiar smell in the quilt confirm that Bo Yucheng really slept here last night.

"What about people?" Shi Qinglan frowned slightly.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, raised her hand and rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked into the bathroom. After washing and changing her clothes, she was about to call Bo Yucheng to ask, but the bedroom door was suddenly opened.

"Click—"

After hearing the sound, Shi Qinglan raised his eyes.

I saw Bo Yucheng walked into the bedroom in white clothes and black trousers, carrying a few packing boxes in his hand, and seeing the gleam in her pupils when the girl had awakened, he quickly approached.

"Why did you wake up?" He asked in a deep voice.

Shi Qinglan raised her hand and rubbed the fluffy hair, "I woke up when I found out that you weren't there. Where did you go so early?"

There was no emotion in Bo Yucheng's ink-colored pupils.

His lips curled slightly and put the packing box in his hand on the bedside table, "Go and buy you some breakfast."

There was no flaw in his usual expression.

Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Buy breakfast?"

He could leave this kind of thing to Wen Le or Wen Mo. Although there were no servants in Qinglan Water Pavilion, three meals were arranged in advance before leaving.

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng curled his lips and looked at the girl.

There was a little spoiling and smile in his eyes, then he sat on the edge of the bed, opened the packing box, "try it?"

The lid of the box has just been lifted, and a rich fragrance is blowing.

The crystal-clear shrimp dumpling skin is as white as snow, and it is crystal-like translucent so that shrimp traps are faintly visible; the barbecued pork buns are in the shape of a tall bird cage, with a big belly, bursting and only slightly exposed.

There are also many kinds of breakfast, such as dried seafood siu mai, steamed pork ribs with tempeh, and Hong Kong-style turtle jelly. It is the most famous Hong Kong-style morning tea in the Imperial Capital.

"Good fragrance." Shi Qinglan took a deep breath.

Her appetite was instantly opened by the fragrance, and when she was about to take the chopsticks, Bo Yucheng's big palm held her beautiful wrist, and he couldn't put it down and gently rubbed her skin with his fingers.

"I'll feed you." His voice was low and bewildered.

Immediately, he picked up a shrimp dumpling with chopsticks and passed it into his mouth, nibbling on the thin skin on one side, and approached the girl.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled, a sly smile flashed under his eyes, he quickly got close to biting the shrimp dumpling and snatched it, moving so fast that the man saw her run away before he was ready.

The soft lips gently rubbed his...

In just a moment, the heart swelled slightly, and the hostility of murder in the middle of the night was smoothed by the girl's trivial behavior.

The breakfast greatly satisfied her taste buds, and Shi Qinglan did not ask him about his whereabouts last night.

...

I heard that Lan Chu was well taken care of.

Recently, Bai Jingchen deliberately pushed all the company's affairs away, and the work that had to be handled was done at home, guarding the girl almost every step of the way, until she was basically recovered before she was willing to get out of bed.

After half a month, Lan Chu was allowed to return to school.

The welcome reception of Imperial Capital University is in full swing at the moment, and the students are discussing the matter happily.

"Of course we have to wear a dress at the welcome reception."

The corners of Han Yina’s lips were lightly raised, and she raised her hand to stroke her slightly curly hair, “Our imperial capitals often hold various cocktail parties, so my parents prepared a cloakroom for me, with all kinds of dresses, you want You can borrow it from me."

She is proud and arrogant in her gestures, and the contempt and disdain between her eyes is even more unconcealed.

"The life of a wealthy daughter is so enviable!"

"Sister Yina's cloakroom is bigger than my bedroom, isn't it? I already have pictures in my mind, the very embarrassing one!"

"I envy... Sister Yina, isn't your rich young master as handsome as in the TV series?"

"I heard that there are two golden bachelors in the imperial capital. They are the Bo of the Bo chaebol and Jue, the Shi chaebol. Has Sister Yina met these two handsome men?"

Han Yina showed off in the small garden in the dormitory area.

Many girls around were surrounded curiously, both admiring and curiously gossiping about the rich life far away from them.

As the highest institution of higher learning in China, Imperial Capital University is admitted by virtue of real ability rather than money. Therefore, most students are relatively ordinary, and there are few wealthy students. After all, is it better to study abroad if you have money?

"Of course I have seen it." Han Yina covered her lips and chuckled. "When I was young, my parents even joked to order a baby kiss."

"Ah! My goodness this is just a novel plot!"

"Two handsome guys are jealous and want to marry Xiao Qingmei, who is a family friend, I think I can write a novel!"

"Then are the two of them really super handsome..."

The girls instantly screamed. After all, the plot of the overbearing president fell in love with me is too sweet. Probably the girls hope that this sweet love will fall on them.

However, it turns out that money and handsome guys do not belong to them.

The presidents are all bald beer belly, and the handsome guys have fallen in love with the boys... Is it the destruction of human nature or the loss of morality.

"It's so lively over there." Lan Chu's pink lips pursed gently.

She took Shi Qinglan through the small garden and wanted to go back to the dormitory to get something, but she didn't expect to see Han Yina gathering people to show off her wealth.

Lan Chu's head tilted slightly, "It seems to be Han Yina..."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes lit up with a little light, and then he raised his eyes and looked at the crowd.

I saw Han Yina's spirits flying, her brows and eyes were self-righteous and defiant, seeming to be showing off something.