Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The temperature in the living room rose suddenly.

Bo Yucheng's kiss was extremely overbearing, until Shi Qinglan's face was red, and he panted faintly as if he couldn't breathe. Then he loosened her lips with an embarrassment...

"A Cheng?" Shi Qinglan frowned slightly, her red lips slightly opened.

She noticed that the breath of the man's body was extremely abnormal, even as if there was a haze floating, and her heart sank slightly.

Bo Yucheng stroked her blushing lips with his fingertips. He couldn't put it down, and he responded with a deep voice, "Yeah."

Shi Qinglan looked up at the man's expression.

Bo Yucheng's cheeks were taut at this moment, and the already distinct contour of his jaw now showed a bit of cold and sharp edges, and his tightly pressed thin lips showed his unhappiness at the moment.

He lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the girl.

The coldness of the whole body seemed to be reduced a little, but the haze floating in the bottom of the eyes was about to move in restraint...

"What happened?" Shi Qinglan said softly.

She took the initiative to stretch her arms around the man's waist, and put her cheek on his chest with her head sideways, rubbing it like a baby.

Perceiving the sudden softness in his arms, the haze of Bo Yucheng's body quickly receded, and even the tight jaw relaxed a little, his big palm lightly pressed behind the girl's head, "It's okay."

Those who abused him on the Internet did not want her to see it.

He can handle such trivial matters, and he can protect her very well. There is no need to let her see those remarks that are bad.

He just...

After seeing the video clipped on the Internet, I was extremely dissatisfied with the netizens who made Shi Qing'an and Shi Qinglan into a pair and commented on Gao Tian or something.

"Well, if you don't want to say, I won't ask."

Shi Qinglan raised his eyes to look at the man, his eyes filled with tenderness, "Will I give you a stew of chicken soup tonight?"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyes made waves.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the girl deeply, couldn't help but leaned close and pecked her lips, "Okay."

The two lingered for a while.

Shi Qinglan walked into the kitchen and hung his apron around her neck, but Bo Yucheng wrapped her around her back, and took two ropes around the girl's waist to tie her up.

"Well, just leave the kitchen to the national banquet chef. Don't mess with me here, just go to work." Shi Qinglan Hou looked at him, and cast a charming eyebrow.

Bo Yucheng lowered his head and gently pecked her cheek, "Then I will go back to the study first, don't you be too tired, eh?"

"I know." Shi Qinglan's little chicken pecks and nods.

She pushed the man to the outside of the kitchen, and after pulling the door, she turned and held her own knife for chopping chicken...

After Bo Yucheng returned to the study, he turned on the computer directly.

Log in to Weibo, took a look at the hot search, and it has been dealt with by Wenle, and there is no news about this matter on the hot search page.

The mood in his ink-colored pupils eased a little, and at this moment the phone vibrated suddenly, "Om..."

The man glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.

"Say." He opened his cold lips softly, indifferently yet simple.

Wen Le reported his results and was very satisfied with his ability to clean the screen. "Boy, the task of removing hot search and cleaning the screen has been completed! What should I do next?"

Public opinion cannot be controlled by withdrawing hot searches.

Even if he temporarily suppresses the heat, if it is not solved better, storms will be set off again after a while...

"Boy, I was so angry when I just cleared the screen."

"I think there are still many people who claim to be young ladies and classmates come to bring the rhythm, and post your photos, saying that she has reported your gold master's legs but went to hook the bow|male star..."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyes suddenly fell cold.

His voice was extremely cold, "Hook bow|male star?"

As long as Shi Qing's looks like a naive, and regardless of whether he is Shi Qinglan's brother, there is nothing to seduce, if not.

"Heh..." Bo Yucheng sneered gloomily.

Even through the phone, Wen Le could sense the coldness from the laughter, and could not help but shudder, and gradually got some goose bumps on his arms, "thin...thin master..."

"In this way," Bo Yucheng's eyes were deep, and those eyes that were already as deep as night added to the black belly. He told Wen Le about his plan, "Follow my instructions."

Wen Le: "..." Bo, you are really a dog.

Hearing what Bo Yucheng told him about the plan, he was really moved, and he felt more and more that he was a companion to a monarch and a tiger.

"I understand." But Wen Le still bite the bullet and responded.

Although Bo Yucheng's plan is really a bit of a dog, it has to be said that it is an excellent strategy. As a loyal licking dog, Wen Le naturally does not dare to have any opinions on the employer...

He smiled hippiely, "I'll do it now!"

...

At the same time, the Shi chaebol can be described as a bird flying.

Everyone knows that Weibo is hotly searched. Shifu, who originally liked surfing on the Internet, jumped up with anger when he swiped this one, and slammed his crutches towards Shi Qing.

"I let you have a gossip with your sister! I let you provoke Lan girl! See if I don't interrupt your legs!"

Shi Fu has recovered very well since the operation. He wakes up and exercises Tai Chi every morning. At this moment, he is not flushed or breathless when chasing Shi Qing Anman around the living room!

"Grandpa...Grandpa, calm down!" Shi Qing'an ran around at home with her head in her arms, avoiding the cane everywhere.

Shi Fu blew his beard and stared, "Huh... calm down? What do you think your sister is doing! Have you seen what your fans say about her now? Just that you have the face to calm me down? I have to interrupt all three of your legs today!"

Hearing this, Shi Qing'an's heart shook, "...fuck."

It doesn't matter if the leg is broken, three legs are okay, and you have to keep the middle line for generations!

"Don't you, grandpa, you are merciful, I have to marry you grandson and daughter-in-law and hold my great-grandson!" Shi Qingan held his head crazily begging for mercy, and even moved out his wife and children who did not know where they were shield.

Shi Fu coldly snorted, "Granddaughter-in-law? Great-grandson? It's better to count on Shi Qingjue's straight boy! As for you, don't use the inheritance as a shield! Stop me!"

Shi Qing'an slipped without hesitation.

Whoever stands is stupid. At this time, no matter which leg is to protect, there is nothing wrong with running first anyway!

"Good fight! Good fight!" The parrot flopped its wings in the cage, and cried very excitedly.

He even learned, "Interrupt three legs! Interrupt three legs! Can't pass on the line! Can't pass on the line!"

Shi Qing slowly typed a question mark:......?

No, how did this become another taste in the parrot's mouth? What are his meanings for not being able to pass on from generation to generation?