Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan bit her blushing lips lightly, her clear eyes were lingering, she cast her side eyes to the man for help.

Bo Yucheng's big palm lightly held the girl's small hand, and said to the old man in a deep voice, "Grandpa, don't worry, Lan Lan is still young after all. You must raise your body first, and then think about getting pregnant."

Bo Chengru nodded in agreement.

When thinking about Qinglan's age, he also felt that he really seemed to be a little hastily, so he could not help but relax, "Lanlan is indeed still young, I was too anxious..."

The main reason was that I was a little excited just to learn that this news was true, and I almost couldn't find Bei, as if I could see my great-grandson right after I got out of the operating room.

"But..." Bo Chengru's eyes twitched.

He looked at Qinglan with scornful eyebrows, and suddenly got up and went to Bo Yucheng, as if avoiding something, and deliberately lowered his voice, "As a man, you have to work hard in this aspect...hard work, I am optimistic you!"

Bo Yucheng, who was asked to work hard: "..."

He raised his eyes and looked at Shi Qinglan who was sitting next to him. At the moment, the girl was looking at him clearly, her clear eyes filled with doubts and incomprehension.

This made Bo Yucheng suddenly feel that he is a bit beast...

He pursed his thin lips, squeezed an empty fist against his lips and coughed, "Grandpa, I see."

"Come on, come on," Bo Chengru motioned with his fists.

Shi Qinglan blinked her beautiful eyes suspiciously, "What are you talking about? It looks like a very happy conversation..."

Hearing this, Bo Chengru looked at the girl with a silly smile, and tried to expose the matter by playing haha, "No, no, nothing said."

This kind of thing... How am I embarrassed to let my grand-daughter-in-law hear, otherwise his image would be ruined?

But Shi Qinglan cast doubtful eyes on Bo Yucheng again, but the man only raised his eyebrows and did not answer the girl's question, the atmosphere fell into a little silence and embarrassment...

"Old sir, the afternoon tea is ready." At this moment, Qin Feng came to them and reported respectfully.

Bo Chengru's eyes lit up and he immediately caught the best reason to change the subject. "Lady Lan, you have to taste the afternoon tea at Grandpa's place. The snack is called a fragrant, it must be your girl’s favorite. of……"

As he said, he greeted Shi Qinglan to the tea shop for afternoon tea.

The girl slowly got up, took Bo Yucheng's arm and walked towards the tea house, and quietly pulled off his clothes and asked, "What did Grandpa Bo just say to you... How do you feel that after he had whispered to you, There seems to be something weird."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng's ink pupil flickered slightly.

He looked at the girl beside him, lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against her ears, "Grandpa said, let me work hard."

"What?" Shi Qinglan looked at Bo Yucheng with wide eyes.

Those clear and clear eyes were filled with unbelievable words, and she immediately squeezed the man's waist, "How could Grandpa Thin say such a thing, you want to be a scumbag|Forget it, how can you pull your grandpa out? Help you cushion your back?"

Bo Yucheng slowly typed a question mark: ...?

His thin lips opened slightly as he was about to explain something more, but the leading Bo Chengru suddenly stopped, raised his cane and poked him in the face, "What are you going to do with Hawha!"

Bo Yucheng was silent for a moment: "..."

He pursed his lips and swallowed this grievance, and forcibly carried the pot on behalf of his grandfather. "Taste the afternoon tea here first."

Shi Qinglan nodded lightly, and didn't think much about the matter just now. He directly defaulted to Bo Yucheng's grandfather's back. He didn't believe that this statement came from Bo Chengru's mouth, and let them go to the tea shop.

Afternoon tea is prepared in styles that young people like.

Bo Chengru needed to control the sugar intake, so instead of mixing with the young couple, he left the tea shop to them after tasting two sips of tea...

"Hmm... this is delicious." Shi Qinglan tasted honey-sweet rose taro, and the sweet but not greasy taro mash instantly melted between his lips and teeth, and there was a light rose aroma.

It tastes sweet and refreshing, with fragrance on the lips and teeth.

She immediately squeezed a piece of honey-glazed rose taro and handed it to the man's lips, "Ah-Ah Cheng, you can try it too!"

"I don't eat sweets." Bo Yucheng frowned lightly.

Although he had tasted the lotus cake before when the girl made it, the one she made by herself was different after all. Even if she rejects sweets, she must eat cleanly. Now it's different at home...

He always thinks that sweets are too tired and he doesn't like it.

But Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, a little coquettishly, "You taste it! Just a small bite is fine."

The man still couldn't resist the coquettish appearance of the girl.

So he opened his mouth slightly to bite the snack, and by the way, he held the girl's white and tender fingers that were stained with bits and pieces...

"What are you doing!" Shi Qinglan immediately retracted his hand as if getting an electric shock, raising his eyes a little angrily and glaring at him, "If you eat snacks, eat snacks, who made you bite my... hand."

The last word she said was very soft and gentle, and she even lowered her eyes slightly shyly, looking at her surroundings flickeringly, fortunately that Grandpa Thin is no longer in the teahouse...

As everyone knows, Bo Chengru caught a glimpse of the scene inside.

He smiled graciously at the two loving couples, his smiling eyes filled with relief, and even the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were filled with smiles, "Lady Lan can hold him down."

"Yes, Master Bo and Madam Young are very affectionate." Qin Feng stood by, his eyes filled with relief.

Although he was only the housekeeper of the Bo family, he could be regarded as watching Bo Yucheng grow up. Now that he finally has his beloved, he feels a little bit satisfied.

Bo Chengru nodded, "Qin Feng... The betrothal gift for the door-to-door appointment when I left is already ready."

"Yes, ready." Qin Feng bowed slightly.

Bo Chengru's hand holding the gloomy wooden cane moved slightly, and gently rubbed his fingertips, as if he was thinking about something seriously, and he slowly said in a deep voice after a long while...

"It's time to put the marriage proposal on the agenda as soon as possible."

"I saw that today is good, I have to go to Shi's house again, this time with A Cheng and the bride price."

Hearing this, Qin Feng looked up at him in surprise.

Although he knew that he was ready to propose marriage, he didn't expect Bo Chengru to be so anxious, "But, old man, your body... it's better to wait for you to finish the operation before going."

After all, Bo Chengru is staying at home these days, and after two more steps, he will pant badly. If he really goes out and rides the car all the way to Shi's house, Qin Feng is worried that something will happen.